Showing posts with label Pop-punk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pop-punk. Show all posts

Monday, September 30, 2013

Action Toolbelt - Self-titled


            When I was a kid, I would save every coin and bill that came my way, whether through luck or hard work, to purchase a record. Often I would forego spending for weeks just to buy an album that would turn out as an absolute waste of my money. However, the risk of new music and its potential reward always appealed to me, and when I came upon an offer in my local Hot Topic—$2 for five sampler CD’s—I simply couldn’t say no. $2 was hardly a risk, and the potential payout was too much for me to resist. Although only possibly twenty of the ninety songs I collected that day were worthwhile, one in particular became embedded in my eardrums until I had purchased its parent record, thus birthing my love/hate relationship with Action Toolbelt’s eponymous debut.
            As this band’s first foray into the world of music, I’m willing to give a lot to Action Toolbelt. The energy and enthusiasm in the band’s playing is forefront and consistent, with this trio pounding its way through ten anthems of teenage love and angst. The vocals explode off the record, and each song is loaded with at least one melodic hook that, according to the AllMusic review, gives this record “a subtle charm.”[1] Most of the composition is straightforward power-chord punk with lots of thrashing on all instruments, and for the style of music, it certainly works. However, Action Toolbelt does stray a bit outside the lines of convention: both “At My Expense” and “The Radio Moves Way Too Slow” employ electronic drum beats and keyboards, not heard elsewhere on the record, and also forego repetition by closing both songs with unique outros. These factors make the music of Action Toolbelt endearing, but, unfortunately for them, also draw attention to the weaknesses of the record.
            While this band is attempting interesting things, repeated listening makes it clear that the necessary follow-through isn’t quite there. The keys and electronic drums might be interesting, but they have no business wrapping up a record that hardly features them—95% of Action Toolbelt features solid rhythms and a punk approach, and to close an album with singing organs and an awkward synth-beat lets down the energy the band spent the entire time building. Yet, even the punk sound to which the band lays claim is overall an undeveloped and unexplored one. The energy is high, but it feels as if Action Toolbelt only scratches the surface of their compositions. Don’t get me wrong, I truly love their pop-punk melodies and attitudes, but I find myself wishing this band had taken the time to really flesh out their good ideas. Even the mix seems haphazard, as the guitar leads and melodies are completely covered by everything else, especially the rhythm guitar.
            Although the musical approach is a bit skewed on this record, on a few tunes Action Toolbelt completely gets it right, and no more so than on the song “Alphabetically.” With a dynamic melody, crashing drums, and a worthwhile mix, Action Toolbelt proves that it can pull together to create something more than just acceptable. The song features multiple time signatures, beginning in 5/4 before twisting into a prechorus of 11/4, but all the while pushing a heady and catchy melody that never lets go. The guitar parts in the chorus perfectly balance chaotic distortions and trebly-counterpoints, while the raspy truth in Owen Bigg’s vocals seems to burst forth from his lyrics. The dynamic nature of the song, ranging from almost-whispers to screeching feedback, creates and releases tension in such a way that few since Nirvana have been able to truly accomplish. A distinctly fun song, “Alphabetically” mixes musical chops and catchy charm that set it apart as one of the tightest jams on Action Toolbelt while providing a damn good example of what this band’s pop-sensibility is capable of producing.
            Although unpolished, this record can be said to have some pretty cool things going on musically. Unfortunately, the lyrical writing on this record is not nearly as endearing or catchy as the music is, and the incriminating statement “All songs and lyrics written by Owen Biggs,” plastered at the top of the liner notes, leaves the blame to fall on only one person. While some ideas and images Biggs creates are a little remarkable, the majority of his verse is flat and uninteresting, and a few are almost insulting; take the line in “Sick and Tired” that begins the bridge: “I swear I’ll make sure things won’t ever change/And I know things will never be the same.” He also clings to cliché phrases such as “see this through” and “nothing left to find.” However, it’s not entirely hopeless drivel; Biggs occasionally creates a tight image and follows through with it in the subsequent lines, really solidifying it in the listener’s head. In other instances he provides us with killer phrases that assert originality, like “dead end kiss” and “backing up to change the view.” Furthermore, though the lyrics may hold very little meaning, Biggs’ passionate and proud vocals take the simple lines and make them into anthems, really giving his songs the oomph that they lack on the lyrics sheet.
            No song on this record packs nearly as much of that oomph as the title track, “Action Toolbelt.” Although naming a record after a song that’s named after the band is both silly and audacious, it seems that Action Toolbelt did this for a reason, for there is no better example of how this record or this band sounds than the one named after both of them. Right off the bat, the band rockets into an interesting and catchy chord progression that’s as major-key as every pop song ever to touch the radio. The very first line, “A crowded schoolyard in a deliberate town,” is perhaps the most inventive of the record, and with Bigg’s laid-back melody and John Orestano’s pounding drums, this song demands participation from the listener. Both the lyrics and the music are youthful and vibrant, inviting the image of a swirling crowd of high-schoolers standing before the stage. “Action Toolbelt,” my own introduction to this band, is a tune that simply kicks ass all the way through, while pulling me back to my own high school days and the hijinks that filled them.
            Though for the most part this record is weak for words, the song “Action Toolbelt” brings up an important an interestingly portrayed lyrical theme evident throughout this album: growing up. Many songs reference the movement of time and how quickly change can happen, such as “I Quit” with the line: “Been working here a year and nothing’s changed,” which is soon remanded in the next verse with the introduction of a girl: “She’s been working here three months now and I can’t seem to leave.” Other songs like “Away Home” pick up the image of the changing year: “Now it’s the last call of the night/On the last night of the year/What am I doing here?” Lyrics like this make it apparent that this band is on its journey out of youth and into a new world of adulthood, and it appears their feelings are a mix of excitement, dread, and complete confusion. With songs like “Action Toolbelt,” the speaker reflects on the experience of youth and its many ups-and-downs, remembering without remorse that his past is what has created his future. Such an idea, while a little cliché, is one every listener can relate to, as they too change and grow and leave youth behind for the responsibilities of adulthood.
            Though  Action Toolbelt  might have its shortcomings, its undeniable energy and coursing catchiness make it an an album worth picking up. Even the slow songs are loaded with pep, and the plethora of catchy hooks make it a fun listen, even if each tune doesn't go as deep as you know it can. If you’re looking for music that makes you think, consider passing this one by, but if your search is for music that makes you feel, Action Toolbelt’s debut record is great fun and certainly merits your attention.


Tunes to Check Out:
1) Action Toolbelt
2) Alphabetically
3) By the Way

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Album Autopsy: Brand New's Your Favorite Weapon

Disclaimer: The following piece is a super-in-depth look at one of my favorite records, and as such, it is riddled with personal opinions and praise for said record. This cannot be helped.

            When I was in high school, I was always looking for new music. In my senior year, I received a mix CD from a friend of a friend whose musical tastes apparently lined up with mine on some level. While that mix was hardcore-heavy, filled with tracks from artists such as Norma Jean, Job for a Cowboy, and Chiodos, it also featured two tracks by Brand New, specifically “Jude Law and a Semester Abroad” and “Seventy Times 7.” With my first listen, I was immediately and irrevocably hooked, and my fever was not sated until I had purchased the parent record of those tracks: Your Favorite Weapon.
            I spun that disc in my car for what was probably months, for I found myself truly connecting with every track. The pop-driven punk that Brand New was providing had me dancing with every listen, and my voice soon disappeared as I sang along to the catchy and anthem-like lyrics. And even now, when that I spin that record five years later, I am no less engrossed in every note.
            The sound of this record is steeped in fun riffs, catchy melodies, and unbridled enthusiasm. It is brimming with the energy of youth, apparent especially in the thrashing guitars, crashing drums, and vocal parts that are as much shouted as they are sung. Although relatively simple, the music that Brand New presents here is undoubtedly honest all the way through—we can listen to every member of the band beating at his instrument, tearing each note and noise from its core. Most importantly, however, is that the songs on this record can make the listener truly feel the emotions embedded within—all the pain, anxiety, and insanity of youth is vividly brought to the forefront of our minds, and in that aspect, this record truly is a formidable weapon.
            While the record as a whole is indeed powerful, that power lies rooted in the honesty and individuality inherent in each track. Every song is a powerhouse, able to stand up on its own without the support of the rest of the album. As such, a track-by-track analysis seems the best avenue for communicating my undying love for this record.


1.      The Shower Scene


            Presentation is a big factor to consider when analyzing any album, and with “The Shower Scene,” Brand New gives us a first impression that is loud, fast, and well-thought-out. The song is hard-hitting from the beginning, setting the scene for the rest of Your Favorite Weapon. But while doing so, it also asserts itself as a unique piece on the record. The song features a distortive filter on Jesse Lacey’s vocals, adding an unnatural ire to his voice as he tears up an ex-girlfriend. Furthermore, the musical aspect of the writing is filled with syncopated hits and features a unique moment for the record that showcases the band’s abilities to switch time signatures in a bridge alternating between measures of 6/8 and 7/8. When all is said and done, this tune is noisy and energetic in all the right ways, encouraging the listener to get stoked for the rest of the record.

2.      Jude Law and a Semester Abroad


            Along with “Seventy Times 7,” “Jude Law and a Semester Abroad” gave me my first exposure to Brand New, and soon convinced me to purchase the whole record. It’s a tune that gets me grooving no matter where I am, and after countless listens, I am still enamored of it.
            The first and only single released off of this record, “Jude Law and a Semester Abroad” is probably also the record’s best lyrical performance. Jesse’s vindictive vocal opens the song, stating quite clearly his complete mistrust of a girlfriend who’s going overseas, which Adam Dlugacz of Popmatters describes as “a rite of passage for any teenager.”[1] The entirety of the tune seems to demand singing along despite its angry tone and dark humor, as Jesse not-so-subtly hopes her plane will crash on the way to England.
            The song also features some explosively fun guitar work from Vincent Accardi, as well as our first exposure to the idea of vocal counterpoint, a massively thematic musical choice on the record, as Brand New combines and layers three different lyrical ideas at the close of the song. Undeniably catchy all the way through, this song asserts itself easily as one of the best on the record.

3.      Sudden Death in Carolina


            This song is a high-energy invitation into the madness of high school interaction, where words and looks are as deadly as grenades. “Sudden Death in Carolina” presents a ton of interesting and cool lyrical images. The words playfully address the life-or-death feeling that dominates our youth, as the speaker compares his relationship thoroughly to a homicide investigation in the chorus. The subject seems so desperate, yet the melody and music dispel any urgency the words attempt to relay, creating a fun and nostalgic feel to the desperation every young person feels.
            One of my favorite parts of this song is the drumming, which unfortunately seems to be buried in the mix. Brian Lane plays with conventions as he begins each phrase of the verse with a drum fill on beat one, a bold move in a style of music that relies on simplicity. He also peppers the middle of the song with syncopated snare hits and rimshots, providing further flavor to an already heated composition. “Sudden Death in Carolina” is a tune with a lot going on in it, and each listen seems always to provide a little bit more.

4.      Mix Tape


            This is a tune that stands out against the rest on the record for many reasons. Perhaps the simplest song on Your Favorite Weapon, “Mix Tape” features but two chords and one barely variated vocal part, yet it remains fascinating in its blatant juxtaposition against the sound of the record. “Mix Tape” is slow and trudging when compared to the rest of the record’s fast-paced tunes, and yet one listen asserts that it belongs nowhere else.
            “Mix Tape” sounds like a live track, featuring a notable amount of reverb on the drums and an outro that slowly descends into absolute chaos. The power of the song is not lost in the relaxed tempo, only reserved—the band seems to store this energy up behind the vocals, only to release it explosively near the end. The song structure is also different from the rest of the tunes on the record, eschewing the verse-chorus feel in favor of a more anthem-like vocal part in which Jesse salutes both his musical idols and shamelessly plugs his own band.[2] Between grooving guitar riffs and lyrics that bear a grudge, this tune is worth more than a hasty examination.  

5.      Failure by Design


            Few songs are so blatantly hateful of anything as “Failure by Design,” yet the lighthearted melody used to present that hatred makes it just as unique. This song chronicles the exhaustive agony of the process of recording, a sentiment any musician can relate to. Lyrically, it doesn’t stand out against the rest of the record, but the energy and catchiness of the chorus make the tune as adhesive as Krazy Glue, and it is simply impossible not to sing along to the “doo-doo-doo” of the bridge.   The vocals on this track are especially expressive of both the exhaustion and the enmity of the speaker of the song, as Jesse alternates between a defeated sigh and a scream torn from his core. For a tune laden with loathing, “Failure by Design” presents a damn good time.

6.      Last Chance to Lose Your Keys


            Although possibly the weakest lyrical performance, this song epitomizes the roiling ocean of high school relationships. Again, Jesse’s vocals are straightforwardly hurtful and accusatory, foreboding an imminent breakup with a girl who won’t give him the time of day, and although I’m not fond of the lyrics to this tune, I find the lines “leave your lipstick at home / Don’t pick up the phone / Don’t bother to look in my direction”[3] to be absolutely brilliant, as the speaker shuts down any possible avenue of advance from his scorned lover. A simple song all the way through, “Last Chance to Lose Your Keys” is still fun and catchy, and gets stuck in my head more often than any song from Your Favorite Weapon. The song almost seems like a pop-punk ballad with its dynamics and its culminating three-part counterpoint, which allow it to truly fit with the feel of the entire record.

7.      Logan to Government Center


            “Logan to Government Center” is the pinnacle of Brand New’s performance on this record. Musically rock-solid and lyrically inventive, it captures the youthful wish to be understood and accepted, especially by a high-school crush. Jesse’s writing abilities are truly showcased in this song, as he fine tunes both the meaning of his lyrics and the sounds embedded within. For instance, in the first verse he builds am entire progression based only on the sound of the word consider: “Consider this a letter than I never sent / However inconsiderate it seems / Do you still consider me?”[4] He further explores this idea by repeating sounds in the counterpoint of the chorus: “Nothing’s absolutely definite until it’s absolutely definitely gone.”
            Powerful, emotional, and rocking, this tune is easily my favorite from Your Favorite Weapon. The whole performance, from drums to vocals to guitars, is extremely passionate and honest. Every note is deliberate and fully reinforced in “Logan to Government Center,” giving it an oomph that far surpasses the rest of the record. Overall, this tune is one that gives me goosebumps with each listen, and one which I simply must sing along to.

8.      The No Seatbelt Song


            Though the title perhaps is a tongue-in-cheek reference to “Seventy Times 7,” any connection between “The No Seatbelt Song” and the rest of Your Favorite Weapon seems to end there. This song is of an entirely different caliber that those surrounding it, making it stand out in both positive and negative ways. It is both slower and quieter than any of the other tunes, and features Jesse singing in a lower register. The minor key, the lyrics, and the music all gently hint at a darker side to Brand New, which, like the reverb-laden (and poorly deployed) drum machine at the end of the track, makes its only appearance on the record within this song.
            While “The No Seatbelt Song” does little for me as a piece of music, it remains an important part of this record for a different reason. This tune is entirely unlike the rest of the songs on the record—it doesn’t seem to fit in the overall sound or even in the track listing. However, the fact that Brand New chose to include it, when they probably could have scrapped it or saved it for a later release, shows audacity and honesty, two things I can truly appreciate in any artist. Rather than compromising for the sake of a “sound,” Brand New chose to include “The No Seatbelt Song” on this record, and thus it belongs nowhere else.

9.      Seventy Times 7


            If “Failure by Design” expresses an extreme hatred of an idea, “Seventy Times 7” takes that hatred and gives it a real world application. Allegedly about a disagreement between Jesse Lacey and Taking Back Sunday guitarist John Nolan,[5] the lyrical content of this song is amazing in the graceful way it expresses unabashed abhorrence. Lacey is simultaneously scathing and poetic, elegantly praying for the death of his adversary from either asphyxiation or a car accident. The song is stocked with memorable lines as Jesse attacks the character of his enemy, calling him “as subtle as a brick” while claiming “I’ve seen more spine in jellyfish / I’ve seen more guts in eleven year old kids.”[6] Jesse’s emphatic vocal furthers his ire as he tears each word from the lining of his throat, screaming and shouting and even seeming to throw the microphone at the end of the recording.
            For all the anger pent up within this track, the band could not have created a catchier musical arrangement. The guitar riffs are energetic and fun, and the song holds an incomparable groove all the way through. The music couples all the force of punk rock with the carefree enjoyment of pop, seamlessly coagulating in perhaps the most sing-along-able chorus on the record.
            “Seventy Times 7” was my second exposure to Brand New, and gave me the final push to purchase a record that I’ve come to cherish. Between the inventive lyrics and the invigorated musicianship, it’s a tune that will remain embedded in my skull until I die. If you give one song from Your Favorite Weapon a chance, let it be this one—you will be hard pressed to hate it.

10.  Secondary


            “Secondary” is another ridiculously catchy song that embodies Brand New’s pop-punk feel. Between syncopated hits, alternating dynamics, and powerful melodies, there is a ton going on in this song. Garrett Tierney tears up his bass on this track, mixing high-register chords and basslines that border on walks throughout the tune, while the outro guitar riff remains one of my favorite licks on the record. The band slams this song around while remaining a tight musical unit, an idea even further expressed in the demo version of the song (from the Your Favorite Weapon reissue), which features an intro riff in 12/8.
            The beautifully constructed vocal melodies in “Secondary” are my favorite on the record. The extreme amount of fun packed into each note belies the exhausted voice of the lyrics, and the song’s themes of flirtation and confusion are brilliantly told through harmony and counterpoint. With “Secondary,” Brand New gives us a reason to celebrate our befuddled youth, to roll our windows down and shout at the top of our lungs.


11.  Magazines


            At first, “Magazines” may seem like a throwaway track on the record, something whipped up in a few hours to fill another space, and perhaps it is just that. Even so, it remains another phenomenal pop-punk piece that sticks inside the listener’s head for days. Every high schooler has a celebrity crush at one point, and apparently Jesse Lacey is no exception, as he hopelessly pines for a woman named Laetitia (possibly the French actress and model Laetitia Casta)[7]. The lyrics, while not exceptional, vividly capture the silly fantasies and ridiculous fears associated with puberty, all carried by some thrashing guitar work from Vincent Accardi. The song’s punk music and pop melodies meld into a powerhouse of exuberance, guaranteeing a good time for any listener, and assuring us that “Magazines” is definitely not a song to be thrown away.

12.  Soco Amaretto Lime


            The staple acoustic anthem, “Soco Amaretto Lime” is a simple musical piece through and through, composed of palm-muted power chords and an almost-spoken melody. Like “The No Seatbelt Song,” there is a gentle feel to this tune, and although the writing of the song isn’t much to look at, the song’s value becomes immediately apparent in that it epitomizes the sentiment built into Your Favorite Weapon. “Soco Amaretto Lime” is the voice of a high school party as much as it is the silence between two best friends. Perhaps most interesting are the backing vocals, which stand in sharp contrast to the main melody as the band sings “Everybody wake up! Wake up! Everybody / Everybody wake up! It’s time to get down!”[8]
            “Soco Amaretto Lime” is a song that bottles the feeling of infinity that surrounds every youth, looking forward to an undetermined future while wishing life could “stay eighteen forever.” There is an air of uncertainty in this song, a feeling that Brand New knows that as they close out their first full length, they too are closing a chapter of their lives, hesitantly moving into a new era. This song completes the saga of Brand New in Your Favorite Weapon—it marks their last night as kids, paying homage to the insanity, the desperation, and the vivacity that made them who they are, and thus becomes the anthem for all of us to rally around as we too take that step onto our future paths.

The cover art for the Your Favorite Weapon Reissue
            Your Favorite Weapon, while continuing to reign in my top ten albums, is a record that seems to catch a lot of flak. It is a simple record, built on punk chord progressions, an overtired song structure, and the complaints of a high school kid still dealing with his past. The fact that this record seems to have so little going on, and yet receives a generally positive response, has driven some to despise it entirely (such as in this review by Type in Stereo). In truth, Your Favorite Weapon is a simple record, but that simplicity is what makes it accessible. The honesty of Brand New is not hidden behind anything pretentious—and if the bridge of “the Shower Scene” says anything, they could be pretentious about it—instead choosing to throw themselves wholly into making music they love and music they mean. In their songs is hidden an idea that works no matter how you spin it, always succeeding in getting a crowd to their feet, undoubtedly knitting their voices into one chorus. Brand New doesn’t milk a dry concept with this record; they do what they came to do: share their music and the fun that is central to it.
            In Your Favorite Weapon, Brand New presents a photo album of high school drama that, for all the relationship rifts and angry taunts that the songs portray, is presented with a carefree and joyous attitude that seems to celebrate the sufferings of youth as rites of passage. The music is rooted in the liveliness of their teenaged years, and as such, each song seems to demand both movement and participation from the listener—there is no sitting allowed. It’s an incredible listen throughout, energetic and invigorating and thoroughly enjoyable. It is a record that continues to inspire me in my own songwriting, as I’m sure it does countless others. Furthermore, it is an affirmation that our youth, which we tend to look back on with embarrassment, is a necessary step to becoming who we are and remaining true to the path that led us there.