Project 2018: March Album Review

The first two albums selected for this project were random draws from the list, but one thing we agreed upon for this project was that when Vance Joy dropped his new album we would plug it in immediately. Is that because we are huge Vance Joy fanboys? Not quite, yet. But I was please to hear that the TBA deadline was sooner rather than later and when it was released in late February, our March selection was solidified.

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Before this I didn’t know much about Vance Joy. I just knew that he sang that catchy little tune “Riptide” that my timid little ukulele student learned for the Middle School talent show. She got up there, rocked it out, and won! I was amazed. Since then I’ve learned Vance Joy is the stage name of Australian singer-songwriter James Keogh. James Keogh is exactly the artist you would expect having grown up in the Indie Folk revival of the late 2000s – early 2010s.

Again, I ordered the physical copy and I’m so glad I did. The handwritten lyrics and drawing inside the liner really add both depth and lightness to the album. On first listening I had two thoughts. First, there are some very strong, anthemic singles on this album. Second, see previous paragraph (Mumford & Sons, etc) lightened up with a little ukulele.

Thank God this album came out when it did. Aimee Mann in January and Ben Wendel in February absolutely emotionally wrecked me. This album was a welcome change. It was uplifting. Most of the songs are about a good relationship. Love. Most of the songs are in a triple meter giving it a floating feeling. The songs are short and concise. I needed all of those things.

By the second song, “Lay It On Me”, the first single released from the album, I was already planning my next move. There is a driving, syncopated, continuous guitar lick that I want to learn. It is soon joined by a horn line that reminded me of Iceland’s Of Monsters and Men (of Little Talks fame). It’s Triumphant in nature, which set the tone for the whole album. The third song, “We’re Going Home”, the third single released from the album – right before the album release, I thought was surely a hit if there ever was one.

The flow softens in the fourth song “Saturday Sun” with a ukulele number with a fun horn-like vocal background. “Take Your Time”, the fifth song is the perfect modern love song. It’s a cry we’ve all felt, a sentiment we’ve all wanted to express. It’s a wedding vow and a rib tattoo in the making.

The whole album is about a man in love. “Alone with Me” is another that really speaks to it. The ninth song, “Crashing Into You” gives us the only hint of previous darkness. The penultimate song “Bonnie and Clyde” focuses not on the duo, but on the sentiment of time. You never know when your last moment is. You never know when your last moment together is. You never know when you last good moment is. You never know.

This album is staying in my collection. As a minimalist, that should say a lot. Its overall uplifting spirit fills a void in my collection. I have plenty of angry, sad, and stark. I needed this one.

Up next, a respected former teacher’s selection: Sting – Ten Summoner’s Tales (1993)

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Project 2018: February Review

I have just returned from space camp. #nasa2018 . The North American Saxophone Alliance’s Biennial Conference. This is a time and place where saxophonist from all over the world gather to nerd out over all things saxophone. There are concerts, recitals, debuts, lectures, networking opportunities, and of course – gear. Oh, the gear! Horns, and mouthpieces, and cases, and…just wow. This year it was held on the beautiful campus of the Cincinnati College-Conservatory of Music, which was a treat in itself aside from the frigid temperatures from the recent cold snap.

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It was serendipitous that February’s album review was over Ben Wendel’s “The Seasons”.

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I listened throughout the month and it got me in the right frame of mind for the experience.

This selection was made by my friend Bob Fuson, a saxophonist who performed and lectured at the conference. The Seasons is the only album on our list to not yet manifest itself in a physical copy because the artist chose to publish these works one at a time by medium of video. They are easily accessible on the link above or on YouTube.

Of course, Ben Wendel is not on to anything new here. Other composers like Vivaldi and Tchaikovsky have also tackled “The Seasons”. But here the approach is different. Wendel presents for us twelve chamber duos, one per month, featuring himself paired with an artist he admires. The duos range from multiple saxophones in unison to bassoon and bass. Some mimic a jazz standard, others a classical sonata, and still others a complicated etude. The videos present each piece in a stark audience-free performance in a unique venue. The whole aesthetic from dress, to locale, to font is very modern and pleasing.

Rather than break the whole thing down one piece at a time I just want to give an overview and some highlights. First of all, this work is called “The Seasons” and I believe it should be consumed as such. One, two, but no more than three at a time. A suite that you have to sort of compile yourself. It’s not easy listening in some places, although there are palate cleansers throughout.

The first three for me just screamed “New York”, Ben Wendel’s current home. The songs are busy, but not offensive. February had me in awe with Wendel trying to keep up with Joshua Redman on his own tune! March featured a switch to bassoon in a highly thematic piece.

Other highlights for me included the duo with vocalist Luciana Souza, and the groove set up by pedal delay with guitarist Gilad Hekselman. The lows for me were August, a tedious etude-like performance with fellow saxophonist Mark Turner, and December a duo with trumpeter Ambrose Akinmusire. But August is like that. It’s hot. It’s a time to set things in order. Get ready to go back to school. Focus. December was reflective, almost mournful, as it was for me this year as well. At more than nine minutes it was the longest piece. After Christmas is gone and we are waiting for the New Year doesn’t it seem like December hangs on a bit too long?

One thing I learned about myself during this listening was that I have a hard time telling what is theme and what is improvisation in this setting. It’s not an easily identifiable “two verses, a chorus, then alternate solos” like we often see. That was a stretch for me. Something I can work on in the future.

The end of February brought the release of Vance Joy’s sophomore album “Nation of Two”, so that is what I will be reviewing in March. I purchased a physical copy and listened on the long drive to Cincinnati. Join me?

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Project 2018: January Review

Earlier I discussed my Project 2018, which is to get to know a new album every month. The album for this month, chosen at random from our complied list, is Aimee Mann’s “Mental Illness” from 2017.

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The selection instantly came with a bonus: my friend James, who selected the album for this project, mailed me a physical copy on CD. Sure it’s available on streaming, but I like to see the album laying around, sparking my memory, keeping the thoughts churning. It decorates my stereo like a trophy letting visitors know that there is music in this home. I like to hold the insert in my hand. Read the lyrics. Ponder the fonts, the photography, the art work. I want to know who played the cello on track number six. Plus I love mail, so that made one day in our snowy January awesome.

Before this, I was only marginally aware of Aimee Mann. I knew she had quietly, consistently been rocking away for a long time, leaving a distinguished discography fueled by her talent as a lyricist. But even one song on the tip of my tongue? Shamefully no. Still however, this album is not what I was expecting from Aimee Mann.

This album is stark. It begins sparsely, with only a guitar and an ethereal voice reminiscent of an early Stevie Nicks. Upon first listening the first four tracks created an compartmentalized, confused mental space. The first track begins “Looking into the face of a Goose Snow Cone.” What am I supposed to do with that?! What does that mean? (Remember that the parameters of this project include the stipulation of no research before the first listening) The sleighbells create an enchanting, wintery atmosphere that soon turns to cabin fever where self doubt and distrust creep in. The second and third tracks are loveless waltzes that spin a floating dizziness.

A theme begins to emerge for the logical listener. Track three: You Never Loved Me. Five: Lies of Summer. Final: [My Heart Is a] Poor Judge. Relationship heartache, betrayal, and all of the dark emotions you internalize when something ends. All of the hindsight and what ifs you needlessly torture yourself with.

The album does not become a tedious folk singer/songwriter compilation. It grows in complexity with interesting arrangements, piano, and strings. The final two tracks are perhaps the most accessible. The second to last track offers our first taste of driving drums and bass. The final track starts like it could be the best Elton John piano rock ballad that never was recorded. It is soon joined by a soaring string section that provides the perfect countermelody like a heart breaking, thoughtful Ben Folds story piece. From me, that is highest praise.

I think I will be spending some more time with this album. I love a good sad song, and this album is filled with them. My favorite line comes from Track nine: Philly Sinks.

Well, you can put in your oar

But you’re hoping for more.

And if the rowing gets dull

Just knock a hole in the hull

and let ocean swallow you down.