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October 29, 2003
Fra Lippo Lippi
I love soft rock, and I've only just started to tell anyone who will listen about it. [record review]
October 24, 2003
Heavily Covered with a Thick Jazz Sauce
I'm completely addicted to reading this guy's record reviews. I'd recommend jumping randomly piece-for-piece between this and the Village Voice's recent music section archives. When the apparent difference between the two begins to collapse, you'll want to remove the vowel from r-ck, so that no one is ever able to presume to speak in that word's own tongue, wittingly or unwittingly, ever again.
October 23, 2003
ur-Apologies
Dead Man Beatbox recently hipped me and The Lonesome Pragmatist to an MP3 of the original recording of Nirvana's "All Apologies," the Steve Albini-mixed version that was ultimately rejected by the A&R guys at Geffen in favor of the commonly heard, more radio-friendly mix done by R.E.M. producer Scott Litt. My original comment was this [via e-mail]: >Hm. As difficult as it is to judge anything from an MP3, I think Scott Litt's >mix is actually a lot better. Kurt's intentions were a romantic tribute, but >try as he did, he couldn't make Nirvana sound like the Pixies, because they >were better than the Pixies. Nirvana was a radio band to the core; the Pixies, >as great as they were in their own right, weren't, and to confuse the >difference in terms of sonic presentation was a fatal mistake on Steve's part >and one that he can't credibly blame Geffen for. Steve is a peerless tracking >engineer, but not a great mix engineer. To his credit, he's at least upfront >about the problematic term "producer." To which The Lonesome Pragmatist replied [via e-mail]: > Here is where knowing rock-critic stuff about intentions may blind > you as a critic. > > Coming at it as a guy listening to a song, the Albini mix feels like > a new and far more powerful song--in fact, I think I might use it as > a parade example to show [my pal] the emotional and aesthetic difference > producion makes. > > The original edit (this goes beyond a remix--I can't believe those > are even the same guitars on the Litt version as on this crackling > monstrosity where the pitch keeps falling off and the strings keep > bending down) feels like it's taking place in some kind of huge, dead > room with objects moving drastically in (the intimate understated > vocals) and out (the huge, too-clear drums) of range. When the > squirming guitar blast hits at the chorus, it feels like the roof has > been lifted off. Judge for yourself.
October 13, 2003
I'M A FUCKING GENIUS AND I RESENT PERFORMING FOR YOU FUCKERS
A new remixed version of Let It Be is in the works, minus the lugubrious strings and smoggy production that John commissioned from Phil Spector. Maybe in the course of the exhumation a renegade tape operator could bootleg a version of the album that's nothing BUT Phil Spector's fuckery. Painting with an eraser, Cy Twombly-style, a palette full of spite. These could be the liner notes.
October 01, 2003
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