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Elliot Smith

Retrospective.

A timid man ambles on stage with only an acoustic guitar to accompany him. He by no means resembles a star. A worn face and a short, withdrawn stature reinforce his introverted stage presence. He plays his song soft and delicately as if whispering only to himself, unaware of the crowd mouthing every lyric along with him.

Elliott Smith gained his following based on this very sense of intimacy and became an underground rock icon. While many artists make music specifically for their fans, Smith’s songs are entirely his own, personal and introspective. Smith didn’t even intend for his first recordings to be heard by anyone other than a few close friends. But in due time the folk-rock singer-songwriter with a personal, but often rough-around-the-edges attitude was unapologetically thrust into the spotlight in 1997, after his song, “Miss Misery” from the Good Will Hunting soundtrack achieved a nomination for an Academy Award.

Unfortunately, the Cinderella story of a troubled musician pushed into prominence ended tragically some six years later with Smith’s death. Although his catalog of songs and his position in the world of independent music has now been immortalized, Smith has always had a prominent place in the hearts of his devoted fans.

The status of indie rock hero doesn’t get handed out too easily, and sadly it is often given to those who die before their time. Artists like Nick Drake, Jeff Buckley, and Elliott Smith seem to gain more recognition after their tragic deaths than during their lives. A lot of this comes with the idea of a budding artist’s creative abilities being suddenly cut short. Fans love wondering what could have been if their favorite artist hadn’t died too soon. Whereas the death of more popular artists such as Jim Morrison or John Lennon touch a whole nation, the death of underground musicians primarily affects their committed fans and the music community.

Premature deaths also put an artist’s songs into a stark, jarring reality. When Elliott Smith’s posthumous album, From a Basement on the Hill, was released in 2004, only a year after his apparent suicide, many fans quivered at lines from the foreboding track entitled “King’s Crossing,” where Smith states, “I can’t prepare myself for death anymore than I already have.” He continues to tell us of his addictions and inevitable breakdown, climaxing with the line, “Give me one good reason not to do it!” Lyrics like these cause Smith’s mourning followers to say, “If only I had known I could’ve helped him,” or some other remorseful, but ultimately unrealistic remark. We take these words more seriously now that they’ve actually been executed, even though Smith has sung of such grim topics of abuse and addiction since the beginning of his career.

Through his six-album catalog Smith lets us into his world and shows us that he’s not afraid to document the most personal moments of his life. In “Waltz #2 (XO)” Smith tells us of his estranged relationship with his mother and his regret for leaving her behind. In “Some Song” Smith documents his abusive stepfather and in “Coming up Roses” we are vividly told about a heroin addiction. The subject matter here definitely depresses, but it becomes so successful because it always maintains its realness and honesty without trying to yield pity from the fans.

The willingness of Smith to share what is precious to him causes his followers to become more than fans; they develop a friendship with the artist even though they have never met him in the flesh. This sort of relationship displays itself in the persistent forgiveness given to Smith throughout his troublesome years. At his infamous appearance at the Sunset Junction Music Festival in 2001, Smith aborted 11 songs out of his 22 song set, due to his inability to recall the words of his own songs and play his intricate guitar parts. Despite the painful performance fans still sang his praises, trying to make any and every excuse for the show’s mishaps. Without such devoted fans always behind his back, Smith’s erratic behavior and unreliable performances would have surely caused him to slip into oblivion.

Smith’s also held a certain amount of importance in the musical community which was proven by the numerous tribute albums released and memorial concerts held after his death. Individuals such as Ben Folds and Rhett Miller and bands like Rilo Kiley have all done their part and recorded songs about or dedicated to Elliott Smith and his memory. The Portland band, Earlimart, even went so far as to purchase Smith’s New Monkey studio in California in order to keep it intact and not see Smith’s collection of equipment be sold off to the highest bidders.

Thankfully artists like Elliott Smith are always being rediscovered. In 2007 a two-disc collection of previously unreleased material from Smith’s time with the Kill Rock Stars label entered Billboard’s Top 200 at number 24. The New Moon collection consists of 24 tracks of outtakes, b-sides and rough sketches of what would later become classic Elliott Smith songs. Considering that these tracks left on Smith’s cutting room floor are more solid than most other artists full lengths prove that Elliott Smith’s talent was unique, true and can still be cherished.

By Brett Oronzio




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Animal Collective

This September, four animals named Avey Tare, Panda Bear, Deakin and the Geologist will give the indie-loving masses a bit of Strawberry Jam. Now, that might sound a little "Cuckoo," but it's riled the psych-folk crowds into a fervor.

If you understood that garble of bad puns and seeming nonsense, you're clearly an Animal Collective fan and excited about the band's 8th album (their first for Domino after a long stint with Paw Tracks), Strawberry Jam. You probably know that the track list for the album--and, shh, don't tell the RIAA, the album itself--surfaced on the internet recently, which included several jams they've been pumping in live shows as far back as 2005. For you law-abiding citizens, several of the tracks are available on live bootlegs .

Fan favorite "Cuckoo Cuckoo" makes the cut, an acid trip caught in a music box with brief glimpses of clarity. So do "Peacebone" (a song full of twinkling electronics underneath dense lyrics that evoke childhood uncertainty) and "Fireworks" (a hauntingly beautiful song that combines Geologist's electronics with Panda Bear's sharp drumming that really feels like lying on a beach and watching bottle rockets explode as the tide rises).

The musical route that brought Animal Collective to Strawberry Jam is a strange ramble through varying sounds. 2000's Spirit They're Gone, Spirit They've Vanished kicks off the journey. That album opened with a five minute blast of noise that verges on grating at
times, but softens enough to remain interesting. The next track, "April and the Phantom," is the standout on Spirit, introducing several recurring Animal Collective themes. The group pairs sharp acoustic guitar strumming and whispery drumming with stabs of electronic arpeggios. Avey Tare's screams accentuate the chorus, his obtuse lyrics yelping and howling over the melody.

The recently re-released Hollinndagain came next, full of high-pitched chants, raucous, snapping drums and electronic experimentation. "Here Comes the Indian" continued the neo-tribal feel, shifting between brief, chaotic chant-alongs and longer, atmospheric pieces. One look at the album cover introduces the listener to the sound: strange strands of bright colors streaming through forest foliage in odd patterns that meld into nature itself (much like their sound experimentation). The squeals and screams of "Hey Light" are the centerpiece of the album, accentuated by explosive cymbal crashes and a layer of fuzz over the vocals.

2004's Sung Tongs took a hard turn from the noisier side of Animal Collective's early experiments. "Leaf House" opens the album, exemplifying this change. The unpredictable harsh screams and chanting have suddenly been brought together like a symphony, each wordless shout serving a clear, direct purpose and fitting together intricately. "Who Could Win a Rabbit" turns the woodsy chants into Beach Boys harmonies. "Winter's Love" is an absolute masterpiece, simultaneously sprawling (its two halves, one instrumental, the other full of vocal harmony, clock in at nearly seven minutes) and precise. "Kids on Holiday" is a moody piece that combines a look at the world through a child's eyes and intense adult paranoia.


2005's Feels is often cited as the career-maker, the magnum opus that solidifies the band in indie music legend. It definitely finds the band with a more controlled, polished sound, taking the chaos of prior albums and compressing it into more accessible song structures. A perfect example of this would be "Grass," a song with a chorus composed of Avey Tare's screams. "The Purple Bottle" is a masterfully charming song full of clumsy declarations of love, and spitfire, swooning vocals. When Avey cries out about his "crush high" fueled by his love's knowledge of Chinese Ballet and stories about her brother, its entirely believable and, more than that, understandable. "Daffy Duck" and "Loch Raven" sit somewhere at the other end of the spectrum. "Raven" seems a particularly strong set-up for Strawberry Jam, an often sparse, atmospheric, smooth piece that seems to lack the punch and climax of earlier songs on the album.

Animal Collecitve's history is full of twists and turns, experiments ranging from the obtuse and relaxed to the pointed and aggressive. Nearly any music fan will find an Animal Collective song they can't get enough of. Heck, maybe a whole album. Just don't give up if the first song you try doesn't fit your fancy. Dig a bit deeper.

by Adam Kivel

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