Category: Rewind Reviews

Rewind Review: Pat Dinizio – Songs and Sounds (1997)

Recorded with a different backing band (J.J. Burnell – bass and vocals, Sonny Fortune – saxophone and flute, Tony “Thunder” Smith – drums) than the rest of The Smithereens, Pat Dinizio‘s 1997 solo album, Songs and Sounds, is a fine display of his deep voice, suitable for crooning or rock and rolling, guitar work, and musical influences.

The short opening track, “Where I Am Going,” is just Dinizio and his haunting voice. “Nobody but Me” hits hard with heavy bass and crisp drumming while Dinizio sings about taking all the chances in a relationship. “124 MPH” is a great example of Dinizio’s love of “Mersybeat” / early 1960s Liverpool rock with a catchy chorus and backing vocals and fun lyrics about a gal too fast for Dinizio’s endurance.

“Running, Jumping, Standing Still” starts with sounds of a rowdy party (or a live gig) and builds to a Who-like crash of thudding bass, driving guitar, lyrics about being able to do anything Dinizio damn well pleases, and precision drumming. “Everyday World” has Dinizio proclaiming that he doesn’t want his life to be the same old grind with a gal who doesn’t want excitement. The added horn section on the track is a great touch.

“There’s no stopping us,” Dinizio sings on “No Love Lost” – a song that mixes good and sad memories about a relationship. Fortune’s saxophone solo on it showcases his jazz chops. It sounds effortless. “Today it’s you, tomorrow it’s someone else,” Dinizio sings on “Today It’s You,” which features a solid acoustic guitar rhythm layered with heavier electric sounds.

“Liza” is an acoustic ballad, the kind that Dinizio sings well – often channeling his love of Buddy Holly when he does it (as he does here). It floats into “Somewhere Down the Line” – another fine example of Dinizio’s songwriting as he chronicles a relationship that’s clinging to the hope of a vague, better future that probably won’t ever arrive. “You Should Know” is a good rocker, and the closer, “I’d Rather Have the Blues,” is a jazzy blues track suitable for a film noir or a shot of bourbon at two in the morning.

It’s a nice record. Dinizio was a fine songwriter, singer, guitarist, and performer until his untimely death in 2017 at only the age of 62. He left behind a lot of great music, however, and we could all hope to leave even half as much art and joy as he did.

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Rewind Review: Bloc Party – Intimacy (2008)

Bloc Party‘s 2008 album, Intimacy, is perfectly named. Every song on the record is about love – new love, lost love, dying love, old love, hopeful love, desperate love, and probably another five or six variations that I’ve forgotten. The album is loaded with Bloc Party’s signature heavy guitars, stadium rock drumming, prog-rock switches, intricate lyric stories, and passionate vocals.

Opening track “Ares” has the band wanting to declare a war and expressing anger and rage in the only way they know how – through warning alarm guitars and car crash drumming (instead of breaking things with their fists). Lead singer / guitarist Kele Okereke wants to punch something, but would rather use those hands that “could work wonders, with their touch listening to dead singers in your room in ’98” for more intimate matters.

“Mercury” brings in electro-beats as Okereke warns “This is not the time to start a new love, this is not the time to sign a lease.” He wants love, though. He’s tired of “sleeping with people I don’t even like,” but “Mercury’s in retrograde” and everything is fucked up beyond belief.

Gordon Moakes‘ bass licks are on fire throughout “Halo” – a powerful rocker that tells a tale of two lovers desperate for a connection (“I ask you for the time, but I am asking for so much more.”). “Biko” is a tragic tale of a lover’s impending death and how there’s nothing Okereke or anyone else can do to stop it. “Was my love strong enough to bring you back from the dead? If I could eat your cancer I would, but I can’t.” The song is a beautiful gut punch.

“Trojan Horse” has Okereke trying to understand his lover’s depression (“You used to take your watch off before we made love.” / “Just take me back to the start, when your earthquake was just cracks.”). Russel Lissack‘s lead guitar sounds like angry hornets during his solo on it. “Signs” is another sad tale, with a ticking, chiming music box as its backdrop, of another lover who has passed from this world (or perhaps the same from “Biko”) and Okereke not quite being able to make sense of it.

Matt Tong‘s percussion and sizzling cymbals mix well with programmed beats on “One Month Off” – a tale of a cheating lover and Okereke claiming “I can be as cruel as you,” but by the end telling her, “If you need time…” Okereke admits his own faults on the choir-backed “Zephyrus” with lyrics like “Baby, I’m ashamed of the things I put you through. Baby, I’m ashamed of the man I was for you.”

“Talons” is story of impending death, but Okereke isn’t afraid of it (“When it comes, it will feel like a kiss.”). “Better Than Heaven” has Okereke settling down a bit and trying to seduce his lover as she becomes more and more tired of him (“You get sadder the smarter you get, and it’s a bore.”). Tong’s drum work on the track is outstanding. Okereke keeps up the sentiment of growing old in love together on “Ion Square,” with lyrics like “Let’s stay in, let the sofa be our car…All the bright lights do is bore me.” The synth-heavy track send the album out on an uplifting note.

Some versions of the album include extra tracks and remixes. The copy I own has four bonus songs and remixes of “Mercury” (by CSS) and “Talons” (by XXXchange). The bonus songs include a sharp post-punk track (“Letter to My Son”) and three electro dance-rock cuts (“Your Visits Are Getting Shorter,” the rave-ready “Flux,” and the slightly gothic “Idea for a Story”), and the remixes are top-notch.

The whole record is top-notch, really.

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Rewind Review: Mephistofeles – Whore (2016)

Hailing from Argentina, Mephistofeles emerged onto the doom metal scene in 2016 with Whore – an album that feels and sounds as heavy as a war hammer being dragged through a blood-soaked battlefield by a lone warrior approaching a wounded lich. Oh yes, and a lot of it is inspired by lead singer and guitarist Gabriel Ravera‘s ex-girlfriend – a drug addict who made him miserable.

“Black Sunday,” the opening track, alone has enough heavy doom riffs for two albums. The band’s love of Black Sabbath, Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats, Salem’s Pot, and Electric Wizard is evident from the first chords and vocals. Ismael Dimenza‘s bass is as thick as molasses, and Ivรกn Sacharczuk‘s cymbal crashes become hissing, whispering spirits after while. The title track cranks up the fuzz and increases the tempo to an undead army’s marching beat.

“Your life is nothing,” Ravera sings on the cheerfully titled “Kill Yourself,” which feels and sounds like another homage to doom giants Electric Wizard. I like how it turns into a bit of a psychedelic trip for a little while with Dimenza taking his time on the bass,. “Cursed to Death” has a sweet (leaf) groove to it. Ravera’s guitar takes on a bit of an early ZZ Top (or, perhaps, Moving Sidewalks) sound, and Dimenza and Sacharczuk are locked-in on their groove.

“Drug Addict” brings back the heavy stoner rock riffs (How could it not with a title like that?), as Ravera’s vocals take on sounds of desperation, near-panic, and then anger. Meanwhile he and his bandmates pound out some of the heaviest riffs on the album. “Evil Beauty” saunters around the room like a deadly panther that’s actually a transformed sorceress from a hidden temple in an Argentinian jungle who seeks human hearts to complete the ritual that will restore her to human form. “Wizard of Meth” closes the record, complete with weird samples about being torn to shreds and scattered across the universe and sludge riffs that seem to crush you with their mass.

It’s an impressive record, and there’s a punk undertone to it with its attitude and sheer shock value. I can’t help but think some of it is played with a wink, which is cool Doom metal is a serious genre, but it does need to be able to chuckle now and then.

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Rewind Review: Dry Cleaning – Boundary Road Snacks and Drinks (2019)

Released not long after their first EP, Sweet Princess, Dry Cleaning‘s Boundary Road Snacks and Drinks further intrigued post-punk fans in the United Kingdom and around the world with its hypnotic, mostly spoken-word lyrics and wild, angular sounds.

The Cure-like bass of “Dog Proposal” gives way to jangly guitars and vocals about working one hundred-hour weeks and trying to break out of the daily grind (“I’ve joined a gym near the office!”) seem to come from a different place, physically and mentally, than the instruments. “Viking Hair” is a story of a stunning woman who’s “a tragic heroine” when it comes to her love life. The band throws Joy Division guitars at you while the lyrics grab you by the back of your brain.

“I’m cool with spoils,” sings Florence Shaw on “Spoils” while Lewis Maynard lays down a great, heavy bass line and Tom Dowse‘s guitar tilts back and forth between buzzsaw and police car siren. “Stream, stream, stream my favorite shows. Just tell me who dies and who finds love,” Shaw sings / speaks. Even she is tired of the endless scrolling of streaming TV.

“Jam after School” is a weird and cool mix of school gossip and what sounds like a clinic on how to create a good post-punk single. “Sombre One” has an appropriate title, as it’s just Shaw’s sparse vocals (“Can’t seem to get out of bed easy.”, “Snacks and drinks, closed space, get rid of photos.”, “Move into the caravan park and be done with it.”), Dowse’s sparse guitar notes, Nick Buxton‘s hand percussion, and strange samples. The closer “Sit Down Meal” has Shaw stating, “You’re nothing but a fragrance to me now.” I’m not sure which is harsher: Her verbal smackdown or the band’s killer, almost swaggering hooks and chops.

It’s a sharp EP that left everyone clamoring for more material from Dry Cleaning. Thankfully, New Long Leg came out earlier this year.

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Rewind Review: Air – Moon Safari (1998)

Moon Safari, the classic ambient / house / lounge album by Air (Jean-Benoรฎt Dunckel and Nicolas Godin) was pretty much an instant classic as soon as it was released. I remember reading reviews that more or less called it “cool elevator music.” It’s far beyond such a label. It’s a “mood change” record, as in it can change the mood you’re in or the mood of any room in which it’s played.

The opener, “La Femme D’Argent,” with its ultra-smooth hand percussion and keyboards, immediately shifts your brain into a meditative space and should be played in dentist offices around the world. The song is never in a hurry. It’s about a seven-minute groove beamed into your brain from aliens who might be high. The slightly menacing “Sexy Boy” tells a tale of hyper-masculinity and wanting to be “as beautiful as a god.”

“All I Need,” featuring Beth Hirsch on vocals, brings in lovely, almost Spanish, acoustic guitar as Hirsch sings to a perspective lover to let her be a light to him. “Kelly, Watch the Stars!” is mostly an instrumental (the title is repeated multiple times) that combines thick bass, Theremin, and robot vocals. “Talisman” belongs on a movie soundtrack, be it a spy thriller, a sexy comedy, or a sci-fi film.

“Remember” has electro-beats surrounded by ghostly synths as Dunckel and Godin sing about a day in the past. You can’t tell if the day was good or bad or somewhere in between, but I think that’s the point. Ms. Hirsch returns for vocals on “You Make It Easy,” a song with bossa nova touches that tells a lovely tale of love.

“Ce Matin La” reveals Air’s love of Ennio Morricone with its harmonica riffs, subtle trumpet, and, of course, guitar work. “New Star in the Sky (Chanson pour Solal)” is a mellow head-trip and perfect for relaxing on the international space station while you’re circling the Earth every ninety minutes. “Le Voyage de Penelope” closes the album with sultry synths that almost sound like a warped trumpet at first and then become a lush groove track to send you off into euphoric bliss.

Moon Safari is perfectly named because this whole album sounds like it was made in such a place – a hidden jungle deep inside the moon ruled by sexy women and weird creatures.

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Rewind Review: The D4 – 6Twenty (2003)

Coming in hot and heavy and all the way from New Zealand, The D4 are like a Down Under MC5 (who also are probably the inspiration for the band’s name). Their album, 6Twenty, is full of crunchy guitar riffs, thunderous drums, and horny, wailing vocals.

Take opening track, “Rock ‘n’ Roll Motherfucker,” for example. It bursts through the window like John Shaft swinging into the room with a machine gun and proceeds to lay waste to everything around it. Dion Palmer (AKA Dion Lunadon) and Jimmy Christmas unleash killer vocals and guitars throughout it – and every other track for that matter. “Get Loose” has Christmas craving for action while Daniel “Beaver” Pooley hammers out a snappy beat full of Keith Moon-like fills. He also gets the party started on “Party,” and soon Vaughn Williams is joining him with a wild bass line that inspires you to go nuts. The MC5 influence is clear here, especially in Christmas’ vocal styling.

“Come On!” yanks you out of your chair and tosses you into the crowd to either get sweaty or get the hell out of the way. Their cover of Guitar Wolf‘s “Invader Ace” is a lights-out rocker. Williams and Pooley barely give you time to breathe, and then the guitar solo comes in to clothesline you over the top rope. “Exit to the City” is the slowest track on the record, and I lightly use that term. It’s a swaggering bit of cock rock with cool phaser effects and another sizzling guitar solo.

“Heartbreaker” has Christmas yelling about losing a lover while the rest of the band gives him moral support by flattening any walls around him. “Running on Empty” isn’t a Jackson Browne cover (which would’ve been amazing), but rather a fun garage rock track that has a rock-solid rhythm from Williams and Pooley. “Ladies Man” has the confidence of the Tim Meadows‘ Saturday Night Live and film character, and great organ work from guest Cameron Rowe. Their cover of Johnny Thunders‘ “Pirate Love” is a great tribute to him (and The New York Dolls).

“Little Baby” screams right on by you like a runaway armored truck, “Rebekah” has an undeniable rock groove that catches your attention no matter what you’re doing, their cover of Scavengers‘ “Mysterex” is an ode to “nine to fivers” and “soul survivors.” The album closes with “Outta Blues,” in which Christmas sings, “I’m outta blues, but I’m okay,” making us wonder which part of that statement is correct (and all of the instruments are right-on throughout it).

It’s a great debut record of rock sizzlers beginning to end.

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Rewind Review: King Geedorah – Take Me to Your Leader (2016)

Part of the legend and greatness of the late MF DOOM was that you never knew what he was going to do next. On the 2016 album Take Me to Your Leader, he took on another secret identity – King Geedorah, who himself was MF DOOM taken over by aliens bent on taking over the Earth. It’s a wild concept record filled with DOOM’s stunning rhymes and cool kaiju film samples helping tell / yell the story.

The first words on Take Me to Your Leader are “Follow the light, the light is your guide.” on “Fazer.” DOOM is fully possessed by the Planet X aliens and threatening to spit electricity (which is already does through his jaw-dropping rap skills) and to make “razors out of beer cans.” The loops and beats of “Fastlane” almost sound warped. The X-aliens brag about their control of DOOM and his friends on “Krazy World.”

“The Final Hour” takes a great sample from Hall & Oates‘ “I Can’t Go for That” and slows it down to the point where it’s almost unrecognizable. “Monster Zero” is another name for King Geedorah, and it’s also a great trip-hop tune with many great samples from Japanese monster films. “Next Levels” brings back hip hop rhymes atop an acid jazz beat.

“Geedorah has arrived, you guys can take five,” Geedorah / DOOM says on “No Snakes Alive.” DOOM’S pace moves back and forth from methodical to frenzied on the track. DOOM and Mr. Fantastic team up for a smooth track on “Anti-Matter.” Bonus points to you if you get the joke / reference in that partnership. The title track is a bit of a weird dream with plenty of samples of hysterical laughter and that Hall & Oates sample chopped up and restructured one more time.

“Lockjaw” goes back so fast that you barely have time to breathe, let alone catch all the tricky rhymes in it. “I Wonder,” with guest star Hassan Chop, has a cool, cinematic string section loop throughout it and takes on a philosophical tone as Chop wonders why he got dealt such a bad hand in life. The funky “One Smart Nigger” tackles how white culture loves to co-opt black culture and often not admit to doing it or, worse, claiming it was all their idea to start.

“Render unto Geedorah what is Geedorah’s,” DOOM says at the beginning of the last track, “The Fine Print.” That line takes on even more significance after hearing the track before it. The beats mix funky horns, video game sounds, beatboxing, and electro-drums to strut around like a three-headed dragon from outer space across the city of your choice.

The album ends with someone tells us the future of the planet is at stake, and DOOM is the one to deliver the message. He delivered many throughout his too-brief life. I haven’t mentioned a lot of the amazing wordplay on Take Me to Your Leader because, like any DOOM record, there’s so much that you don’t know where to start.

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Rewind Review: Punch Brothers – The Phosphorescent Blues (2015)

Named after a Mark Twain short story, Punch Brothers play a cool brand of folk that, dare I say, might have some krautrock influences on their 2015 album The Phosphorescent Blues.

My possible evidence for that is the opening track – “Familiarity.” On it, lead singer and mandolin player Chris Thile goes bonkers on it, playing at the speed of a hummingbird, while singing in seemingly a different time signature, and the rest of the band puts down sparse, repetitive beats and bass for over ten minutes. Crank up the fuzz and put in a second drummer and this could be an Oh Sees tune.

The record is full of musical mastery like this. The bass line on “Julep” is so smooth that it might cause you to fall on the floor. “Passepied (Debussy)” is a nice instrumental. “I Blew It Off” and “Magnet” are as good pop tunes that Fountains of Wayne might’ve written. “My Oh My” has great vocal work to back the instruments, and “Boll Weevil” gets back to the band’s folk roots with subtle instruments to underscore the lazy nature of a warm morning in Appalachia.

“Forgotten” comes after another short instrumental and is a soft track with some underlying jazz bass that makes it excel. There’s a fun bounce to “Between 1st and A” after Thile’s vocal intro. It continues throughout the song and puts a pep in your step like a walk on a cool fall day. The album ends with “Little Lights,” a soft ballad that takes its time and is all the better for it. The song is under five minutes long, but it seems longer – in the best possible way.

It’s an impressive record, and a pleasure to hear such master musicians at work.

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Rewind Review: Oh Sees – Mutilator Defeated at Last (2015)

I have no idea if that weird, prickly pear-headed humanoid holding what appears to be either a cruller or a tower of onion rings is the “Mutilator” mentioned in the title of Thee Oh Sees‘ 2015 album Mutilator Defeated at Last or the created that is about to defeated Mutilator on some sort of rope bridge or walkway with a slime-covered railing. I do know, however, that it rocks beginning to end and has some of their biggest hits.

The loopy bass of Tim Hellman (his first album with the band) gets things off to a great start on “Web” – the sticky, funky opener that includes wild drumming from Nick Murray (also his first foray with the band) and John Dwyer‘s usual guitar work that shifts from frenetic to psychedelic as fast as Barry Allen turning a corner. “Withered Hand” starts out with the sounds of wind rattling through a haunted house and Murray’s snare drum sounding like a hissing adder before Dwyer unloads his guitar riffs like a cauldron of hot oil shot from a trebuchet.

“Poor Queen” is one of Oh Sees‘ / O Sees‘ / OCS‘ tunes that’s almost a shoegaze track. Dwyer’s vocals have just enough reverb and the guitar and synths blend together like incense and tea. “Turned Out Light” has a great garage rock swing to it that is pure fun to hear and probably to play for Dwyer and his crew.

“Lupine Ossuary” is a wild ride that comes at you from so many angles that it’s like being in the middle of a mosh pit that has a live hornet’s nest being kicked around on the floor, but the hornets are as drunk, high, or geared up as everyone else. “Sticky Hulks” is almost seven minutes of psychedelia with Dwyer’s guitar sometimes sounding like sonar pings and his electric organ work sounding like church music. “Holy Smoke” is (Dare I say it?) a pretty song. Dwyer’s acoustic guitar picking and strumming mixes well with Murray’s simple beats, Hellman’s bass line walk, and Dwyer’s complimentary synths.

“Rogue Planet” rolls and tumbles like its namesake charging through space toward its destructive meeting with another celestial body. The closer, “Palace Doctor,” sends us out on a psychedelic note with Murray’s drums slinking in the background with Dwyer’s vocals as the guitar and bass come forward like inquisitive ghosts.

Perhaps Mutilator was defeated by this album and we all need to thank Thee Oh Sees for saving us from an extra-dimensional threat by the power of their rock. I wouldn’t be surprised if that were the case. Their stuff can shake walls and reality, and this album certainly proves this true.

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Rewind Review: King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard – Float Along – Fill Your Lungs (2013)

It’s a bit difficult to believe that King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard‘s Float Along – Fill Your Lungs is seven years old as I write this because it sounds like they could’ve released it yesterday. It mixes psychedelia with bluesy grooves and does so without effort.

They’re also one of the few bands out there who would dare to make the opening track on an album almost sixteen minutes long, and one of the few who can pull off such a feat. That song is “Head On / Pill.” Lead singer Stuart Mackenzie‘s vocals are trippier than a lava lamp and the addition of panning sitar is outstanding. The song builds into a wild jam with vocal chants and guitar chords that swirl like a dust devil working its way up to becoming a full-blown dust storm.

“I Am Not a Man Unless I Have a Woman” is layered with a lot of cool reverb and echoed vocal effects to keep the mind melt going. “God Is Calling Me Back Home” puts acoustic guitars in the front and makes the vocals sound like they’re coming out of an old radio before it turns into a wild freakout.

“30 Past 7” brings back the sitar and it blends well with guitar riffs that sound like eagle calls echoing over an Australian desert. “Let Me Mend the Past” is a favorite at their live shows as Ambrose Kenny Smith takes over lead vocals with a passioned plea for an angry lover to forgive him. The sweaty, gritty guitars and beats and somewhat goth lyrics (i.e., “I hope I don’t wake up.”) of “Mystery Jack” are the kinds of things Anton Newcombe dreams about while strolling to a German coffee house and taking a drag on a clove cigarette. Smith sings lead on “Pop in My Step,” which is a poppy and snappy as you hope it will be. The title track ends the record on a meditative, trippy note.

It’s one of their best records, really. It blends psychedelic rock, blues, microtonal bits, and Eastern Indian music into a heady brew that leaves you feeling pretty cool after you’ve consumed it.

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