20 August 2007

Bringing It Back: Retro 1987

These are two absolutely amazing records that I've gotten the opportunity to review as if it was the year of their release. It's fun to do, I love the albums and I actually like the way these turned out (The Smiths, especially). Read them if you love these albums, read them if you've missed 'em, and then, if that's the case, please do yourself a favor and check them out.

The Smiths
Strangeways, Here We Come
Remarking on death, Winston Churchill famously stated,"I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter." And with all the musing on death The Smiths' lyricist and lead vocalist Morrissey has done throughout the band's truncated career, one has to imagine that the hands responsible for molding such a messianic, conflicted figure as Steven Patrick Morrissey will indeed have those deft hands full when the two meet again. Additionally, on the subject, it seems as if The Smiths as a creative entity have indeed met their collective Maker, a premature demise with little more to blame than the ego-based clashes of two respective geniuses, Morrissey and Smiths' guitarist Johnny Marr. One month before the release of Strangeways, Here We Come, Marr announced his exit from the group sending their shaky structure crumbling to the ground. Let us then assume prophetic foresight, for only bubbling turmoil and impending doom can be attributed the weight of Strangeways, The Smiths' most morose, fatalistic and cohesive work. READ MORE...


Sonic Youth
Sister
As the transformation approaches completion do not be frightened of things to come. A venture toward the unknown may very well come full circle, leaving off in an all the more familiar place. Through Confusion we saw light with the help of our Idols, but it did not pacify our uncertainties about change, and ultimately Death. The new Moon Rising meant a new day was to be born and EVOLve they did. Finally, emerging from the tunnel to bask in the light is a band fully representative of the American underground not content to idle in the pits of noise that spawned them, instead ripping to the surface, proudly flaunting a tried and true alternative bent but with their aim dead set on tradition. On Sister, Sonic Youth is a rock band but these are not your father's Stones. A head-busting racket without being "noise", tangential without losing focus and brutal but never menacing – this is structure unchained and without a cage. READ MORE...

The Smiths Death Of A Disco Dancer
Sonic Youth Tuff Gnarl

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