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 For a band whose most recent recording, Phosphorescent
Blues, is slathered with ornamentation, the
solitary presence of singer-guitarist Martin Crane on the Doug Fir stage in Portland on Friday, January 22nd was an
intriguing proposition. As it
appears on Phosphorescent Blues,
"We Understand Each Other" is a brick of reverb-heavy piano cut through with
aimless noodling that suggests faltering confidence and a wavering sense of
purpose. In its recorded version,
it is the track that would least serve the band as an introduction. On stage at the Doug Fir, though, with
no piano in sight, Crane treated the song like a confession and manifesto. Although the remainder of the set would
feature the rhythm section of bassist Paul Price and drummer Andy Beaudoin, "We
Understand Each Other", with its sparseness and modesty buoyed by Crane's
apparent confidence in the song at its most basic structural level, set a tone
for the night that was sustained beautifully as the group ran through
highlights from Phosphorescent Blues and a batch of promising new compositions.
Brazos' attention to detail is apparent in their recorded
work and to the studied eye it was apparent at Friday's performance. Of course one knows that the cloth
draped over Crane's knee-high amplifier is serving some tonal purpose, and that
Beaudoin's switching between modern and jazz grip will subtly alter his attack,
but while these details may well have origins in fussiness, their integration
into the band's musical language is complete. Techniques that could seem gimmicky from other bands - the
martial drumming of Phosphorescent Blues
highlight "Tell", for instance - were made to feel as natural as a new breath.
Although the imagery employed by the group - both in Crane's
lyrical concerns and Beaudoin's percussive interest in fertility symbols - is
far earthier, Brazos' more-with-less approach suggested, at times, a
glamour-free Strokes. Like that
group or their common forebears in the Velvet Underground, Brazos readily
reversed the typical roles of bass and guitar, allowing Price's bass to take a
melodic role while the guitar sketches the chords in hypnotic holding
patterns. Only two guitar solos
were taken in the course of the set, the first a succinct, surf-influenced
surprise and the second a set-closing scorcher, offering a nice touch of excess
to cap off a restrained, purposeful set.
Although it is hard to imagine that they would see it this way, Brazos
left the stage having gently thrown down the gauntlet.
While Brazos presented their music stripped of accoutrement,
White Denim took the opposite tack and used the performance as an opportunity
to let their songs spiral into far-out galaxies. Listening to the group's recent album, Fits, it is no surprise that White Denim would be tempted
to stretch out in the live setting.
Though Fits is comprised
wholly of tight two-and-three-minute bursts of music, each one contains
lightning flashes of ideas that could potentially lead the musicians into far
distant realms. Like most bands
that put up a frantic front, White Denim on record is actually an exercise in
self-control.
Fits, as it turns
out, is totally inadequate preparation for the live experience of White
Denim. Although the hugeness of
the sound can be off-putting, particularly in a club setting, the group's
energy and virtuosity is to be admired.
While James Petralli
probably didn't need to drown his voice and guitar in reverb - the group would
have sounded plenty big without it - and no bassist should feel the need to
employ a third finger on his picking hand - you can't not be overdoing it at
that point - it is a rare thing to find a band on the indie rock circuit
playing all-but-uninterrupted hour-plus sets of psychedelic exploration. That it is exhausting to watch is
probably part of the point. The
live White Denim experience is about exhaustion of their material, exploration
of every melodic corner and there is something thrilling about watching each
spent husk be discarded, even as you mourn the loss of what was once a perfect
little kernel of restraint.
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The ever-dynamic, veteran group Piano Magic show they're a little older and smarter than younger collectives. The decade-old band features several English and French members, and their latest album Part Monster is an affecting set of chamber pop that draws elegance from both countries.
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