swamp waste posted:

“I am black; I am in total fusion with the world, in sympathetic affinity with the earth, losing my id in the heart of the cosmos -- and the white man, however intelligent he may be, is incapable of understanding Louis Armstrong or songs from the Congo. I am black, not because of a curse, but because my skin has been able to capture all the cosmic effluvia. I am truly a drop of sun under the earth.”
-Frantz Fanon, 1952

What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling, don't stop continue
-Red Hot Chili Peppers, 1991

Ras Het posted:

no one talks about fela kuti much anymore

ManoliIsFat posted:

4real i cannot BELIEVE a bunch of people just rushed to embarass themselves and post some absolute bullshit when there is as glorious of an OP as that

imagine that. imagine the loving ARCADE FIRE getting ready for a show in haiti. the dude who bangs on poo poo and the spooky lead singer probably probably said really racist and uneducated poo poo, the accordion player sick with anxiety.

who asked them to come out to "rural haiti" if no one wanted them there?

quote:

Arcade Fire’s ‘Reflektor’: Still devoid of wit, subtlety and danger, now with bongos

By Chris Richards, Published: October 28 E-mail the writer
Look, I’m sure they’re very nice people, but on their fourth album, “Reflektor,” Arcade Fire still sound like gigantic dorks with boring sex lives.

After winning a Grammy for album of the year in 2011, they’re still the biggest rock band on the block, still making music mysteriously devoid of wit, subtlety and danger. And now, they’re really into bongo drums, too. We should all be repulsed. Only partially because of the bongos.

Mostly because this is rock music that lazily presumes life on the digital plane has made us so numb, so unable to feel for ourselves, that the only way to reach our hearts is by applying a pneumatic hammer to our classic rock pleasure centers. Bowie! Springsteen! Talking Heads! Blam-blam-blam! Bludgeoning and vacant, “Reflektor” is an album that both condescends and sells itself short, over and over again, for 76 insufferable minutes.

The band’s problems are laid bare early with “We Exist,” a mid-tempo sulker that initially sounds like Fleetwood Mac trying to moonwalk through “Billie Jean” in uncomfortable footwear. Frontman Win Butler — still as dreadful a lyricist as ever — tries to correct his charisma deficiency with an affected sneer: “You’re down on your knees, begging us please, praying that we don’t exist.” (Dramatic pause.) “We exist!”

They exist! But who are they? After four albums, Arcade Fire are still struggling to present themselves as distinct and compelling human beings. Their anthems feel like cavernous vessels vast enough to stow the most bloated of emotions, but it’s always been on the listener to fill them up.

Too frequently on “Reflektor,” Butler’s lyrics assume a murky us-against-them posture. It’s intended to feel like an insidery group hug, but it only highlights his band’s chronic personality gap. And when co-vocalist Regine Chassagne materializes to play Butler’s vocal foil, she toggles between cheerleadery English and breathy French, because — ooh-la-la — it wraps these bland songs in a thin cloak of cosmopolitan sophistication.

Butler is at his most irritating with “Normal Person,” pulling David Byrne’s oversize blazer out of the closet and asking, “Is anything as strange as a normal person? Is anyone as cruel as a normal person?”

You tell us, dude. When a band this massively popular, this risk-averse, this patently un-weird takes heartfelt shots at the “norms,” it’s hard to decide whether to laugh, barf or weep for the future of rock-and-roll itself.

Because great art should crack away at what came before, right? This band has spent the past nine years dutifully re-creating it, namely the ponderous grandeur of U2. And on “Reflektor,” they’ve done it with the help of producer James Murphy, the former LCD Soundsystem frontman whose good taste has now been thrown in question.

He has swaddled “Reflektor” in warm analog synthesizers and stretched it over a bongo-popping grid, doing his best imitation of Brian Eno, the guru behind David Bowie’s “Low,” Talking Heads’ “Remain in Light” and U2’s “Achtung Baby.”

But “Reflektor” isn’t neoclassicism. It’s something conservative pretending to be something bold. It’s Sandra Bullock’s hack dialogue in “Gravity.” It’s square, sexless, deeply unstylish, painfully obvious rock music. It’s an album with a song called “Porno” that you could play for your parents. It’s fraud.

ManoliIsFat posted:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/lifes...755b_story.html
lol not hip enough for wapo

swamp waste posted:

“I am black; I am in total fusion with the world, in sympathetic affinity with the earth, losing my id in the heart of the cosmos -- and the white man, however intelligent he may be, is incapable of understanding Louis Armstrong or songs from the Congo. I am black, not because of a curse, but because my skin has been able to capture all the cosmic effluvia. I am truly a drop of sun under the earth.”
-Frantz Fanon, 1952

What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling, don't stop continue
-Red Hot Chili Peppers, 1991

Is it fascism yet posted:

Mods? Goldmine this before it stops being funny. Gotta immotalize skylark's pitchfork quoting at it's Peak

swamp waste posted:

“I am black; I am in total fusion with the world, in sympathetic affinity with the earth, losing my id in the heart of the cosmos -- and the white man, however intelligent he may be, is incapable of understanding Louis Armstrong or songs from the Congo. I am black, not because of a curse, but because my skin has been able to capture all the cosmic effluvia. I am truly a drop of sun under the earth.”
-Frantz Fanon, 1952

What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling, don't stop continue
-Red Hot Chili Peppers, 1991

cf posted:

i would like to make a formal apology to Youtube, Arcade Fire, and more importantly Scarlett Johansson. About three years ago I was mad because Arcade Fire won the Grammy for album of the year over my favorite album Brothers by the Black Keys. I said some rude things in a comment on this video and I disgraced Arcade Fire, Youtube, and Scarlett, and more importantly I let down the Black Keys because I tainted their name with my rudeness. If you could find it in your heart AF please forgive me.

Sebadoh Gigante posted:

cf posted:

i would like to make a formal apology to Youtube, Arcade Fire, and more importantly Scarlett Johansson. About three years ago I was mad because Arcade Fire won the Grammy for album of the year over my favorite album Brothers by the Black Keys. I said some rude things in a comment on this video and I disgraced Arcade Fire, Youtube, and Scarlett, and more importantly I let down the Black Keys because I tainted their name with my rudeness. If you could find it in your heart AF please forgive me.

ManoliIsFat posted:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/lifes...755b_story.html
lol not hip enough for wapo

JohnnyC posted:

fun fact i just found out: this review was written by chris richards of q and not u

no they will not posted:

edit: it was just a reflektor

no they will not posted:

edit: it was just a reflektor

quote:

Digging around Ticketmaster recently for information on Arcade Fire’s upcoming tour, I was braced to battle for megavenue nosebleed seats and to shell out $15-plus for mystery “service charges.” But this caveat caught me off-guard:

Please Note: NIGHT OF SHOW: Please wear formal attire or costume.

This directive appears on ticket information pages across the band’s U.S. stops. NME reported that frontman Win Butler told a crowd in “suits, dinner jackets, masks and even full costume” at a London gig earlier this month: “To anyone who felt uncomfortable dressing up—I’m not sorry.”

Mike_V posted:

lol

Gaspar Lewis posted:

Gaspar Lewis posted: