Was the result a review? I guess, but only at a remove. My wife read it and opined that she never ever wanted to hear any album anything like what the story described, and she's right. It's totally not up her alley. So, success! Okay, what I wrote won't tell you whether Keith Moline's guitar work is reminiscent of Robert Fripp (sure it is, why not?), but that's not really as important as knowing whether the album is going to make you run screaming, and I figure a story can do that just as well as a sober transmission of data.
Anyway, after all that hoo-ha and bullplop philosophizing, if you still hunger for a more straightforward review of Why I Hate Women, here you go.
The press release I have describes Why I Hate Women as "a disorienting mix of Midwestern riff rock, 'found' sound, analog synthesizers, falling-apart song structures and careening vocals," and that's about right. Having had someone already write this is a load off my mind, as I don't have to struggle to come up with the appropriate metaphors on my own. I really am sick of writing descriptive music reviews, even about such a disturbing, fascinating, and very nearly brilliant piece of post-rock.
Pere Ubu frontman David Thomas (a bearish Clevelander who now makes his home on the English coast) has spent thirty years tearing at the fabric of rock music. His first band, Rocket From the Tombs, wrote songs that were for the time (the early 1970s) and place (Cleveland), practically from another planet. His singing voice was then (as now) a strangled whine that seems to emanate from that part of the chest that clenches when you puke (Neil Strauss of The New York Times describes it as "David Byrne with a plugged nose,"), and the lyrics to Rocket From The Tombs songs like "30 Seconds Over Tokyo" and "Final Solution" toyed with the outer reaches of suicidal disaffection with a surprising amount of wit and grace. Even before there was such a thing as punk rock, Thomas and RFTT band members Peter Laughner and Gene O'Connor (better known as Cheetah Chrome of The Dead Boys) seemed to be trying to move right past it to the next thing.
Thomas has made fourteen albums, with Pere Ubu, none of which I'm incredibly familiar with. But I do know Rocket From The Tombs, and I do know Pere Ubu's reputation for making difficult and stand-offish music that attempts to reinvent the wheel to varying degrees of success. How could I write a straight review about a band fronted by a guy who was postpunk before there was a punk to be post of?
Article comments
1 - Connie Phillips
You hit the nail on the head when you talk about music evoking emotion. And both your story/review and this one gets to the heart of it.
Nice job!
2 - Mark Saleski
well, i don't think you've jumped the shark (although i don't think Lester Bangs did either).
But how do you make what you feel about the music relevant to the album, without tipping too far over into mere masturbatory autobiography?
take a look at my blogcritics back catalog. some of it pretty much defines masturbatory autobiography. see, i never really bought into that whole "objective reviewer" concept. it's all subjective.
by the way, nice writing..er...review...uh...whatever.
;-)
3 - John Owen
Mark, I wonder myself whether and when Bangs jumped the shark. In my less charitable moments, I think it's the mid seventies when his stuff became schtick, although he was still turning out some good stuff at the time. In my downright misanthropic moments, I think it would be the moment he took his last breath and accidentally became the exact kind of self-parodic self-indulgent drug casualty he didn't have much time for.
Even though I never read any of his stuff until well after I started my "career" writing about music (I'm only 32 so was still playing with Tinker Toys when Bangs checked out), I owe him a lot. He was inspirational, maddening, brilliant, repetitive, full of shit, full of piss and vinegar, and the punk rockest rock reviewer ever to vomit on a brick wall, and I (like many others) stole some of his best ideas when I was running dry.
4 - Mark Saleski
i read a lot of Bangs when it came out. much of the time, i had no freaking idea what he was talking about. still, the one thing the man did not lack was passion....something i think is missing from a lot of modern criticism.
part of the reason that i started doing reviews was that i just plain got tired of (as you mention) "the template". particularly when it comes out of the Pitchfork school of "i hate everything". very boring stuff, if ya ask me.
5 - zingzing
the pitchfork school of "i hate everything..."
hrmm. people bash pitchfork for the wrong reasons. they don't hate everything. i'd like to think they have their hearts in indie heaven, which is where mine resides (most of the time), and it's not that they hate everything, it's that they view reality from a skewed perspective. see the prince review today for what i am talking about. if you want to bash them, bash them because their taste does not correspond to yours. and then realize the hypocrisy of that. i'm not saying they can't be bashed for some reason or another... but it certainly isn't because they "hate everything." because it's clearly not the case.
the main problem is that they go on far too long. it's not that the writing is bad, but i don't always want to read all that mumbo jumbo and it is impossible to find the meat of the review sometimes. still, pitchfork is a good source of information and news and should be taken with a grain of salt, just like any other review site. except amg, which is god-like.
6 - Mark Saleski
i should have been a little more clear about that....maybe Pitchfork shouldn't have been used to label what i was getting at: which is the tired sort of jaded review where the writer hates just about everything and just sits around with a thesaurus, coming up with clever ways to put stuff down.
7 - Tom Johnson
I'm just tired of Pitchfork's completely unreliable nature - one thing they go completely insane over, something else they give 0.3 to. They rank with modern Rolling Stone for how realistic and reliable their reviews are - and they will soon be ranked by everyone else with them, too if they keep it up. Too much of their writing drips of cleverness for the sake of cleverness, or snark just to be snarky, with no actual substantial, quality criticism going on behind it. They've also had at least one (and possibly two - I forget now) instance during which a writer (Brent DiCrescenzo) fabricated stories - the only one I can recall at the moment was about meeting Radiohead for an interview prior to a show there and it turned out that the band wasn't even playing in the city where this interview was supposed to have taken place. I've given up reading PFM because of stuff like that - you can read here at Blogcritics my criticisms of PFM, just do a search.
That said, I can't get behind fictional pieces "inspired by" albums as reviews - I don't think it does the reader any good because everyone comes away with a different impression. But here's the thing - a piece like this HAS gotten me curious about Pere Ubu, much moreso than the fictional piece mentioned would have (had I even bothered to read the whole of the fictional thing, and, to be honest, that would be unlikely.) This is the kind of reading I want to see - it not only talks about music, it talks about the writer and in doing so talks about why the writer likes the music. It's done its job - it got me intrigued.
It's funny that I read this now - just after I wrote a very long, meandering Overlooked Alternatives post that spends more time talking about why I love Iron Maiden than the fact that their new album is actually out today. Same idea, I guess.
8 - DJRadiohead
What I find annoying about Rolling Stone and others is how one reviewer can give U2's Pop 4 or 4.5 stars when it is released and then when All That You Can't... comes out some other critics for the same magazine acts like Pop was uniformly criticized and hated. I'm thinking, "Do you even bother to read your own magazine?"
Sure, different critics have different tastes and the like but I have seen writers for RS and other places talk out of both sides of their mouth. They'll hail it today and trash it tomorrow. I get tired of that.
9 - John Owen
Tom, I completely grant you your point about the uber-subjectivity of 'short story' reviews. What they do, I suppose, is privelige the subjective over the objective completely and without pretense, and maybe that pretense of objectivity makes all the difference.
Hell, I dunno. I doubt I'll write a review much like the short story again, much less write this review again. Sure as heck wouldn't get published in Pitchfork, that's for sure.
And as for pitchfork, I think the main problem is that they're young kids with an overabundance of music knowledge and confidence. I personally don't give a dead skunk's ass whether the new Deerhoof record a 7.8 or an 8.2, but I'm glad they're out there thinking about things. Much better than Rolling Stone, who can apparently bend 3 stars into anything from "flawed but brilliant" to "snooze" to "essential" to "avoid! avoid!"
Y'know? Frank Zappa once said "sometimes you can't write a chord ugly enough to say what you want so you have to rely on a giraffe filled with whipped cream." I guess, The Flaming Lips can't play "Feeling Yourself Disintegrate" without Wayne Coyne getting fake blood all over his head and putting on a nun puppet glove to sing into a pinhole camera on his mic stand. I guess sometimes what you need to say about an album involves a car wreck on a New York highway.
10 - Mark Saleski
snarky. yes, that's exactly what i meant.
as far as Pitchfork, or honestly, any publication...what really bugs me (on top of the snark factor) is the false competition set up between this music vs. that music.
a person can certainly say that their preference is indie rock over, say, classic rock (though that's a bad example, but i'll use it anyway). but to just shut out possibilities is what i find disappointing.
many times, a review's "outcome" is written before the new cd is even cracked open.
11 - Connie Phillips
Congrats! This article is an Editor's Pick this week!