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About 700 years into the modern end of the timeline, fourteen books known as the Aprocrypha were rejected by Christian leaders at the Council of Nicaea for their heretical nature. If Andrew Bird's Aprocrypha were to be considered anywhere near as condemnable today, you can pretty much feel free to call me a heathen. By now, it's been well-established that the two of us here at Both Sides are devout listeners to the teachings of Andrew Bird, and religious allusions aside, it's simply because Bird is, quite frankly, a genius and a master at his craft. While many artists, having a potential yet to be released, are diamonds in the rough, Andrew Bird is one of a handful of artists that have been cut, polished, and sold among the glitziest of circles only to be recut and refined into even more impressive gems. His pieces are finely tuned in every aspect - mesmerizing, sophisticated, smart. Armchair Apocrypha is Bird's next anticipated release with a date set for March 20th; I'm hoping that the fact that South By Southwest occurs the weekend prior to its release is more than just a mere coincidence...
Remember this crime-fighting duo? Well, not exactly crime-fighting, but ass-kickery is all the same. With a name that requires no additional introduction, Matt & Kim hail from the place all humbled artists seem to come from nowadays - Brooklyn. Together, they bring down houses with little more than a keyboard and a drum set, and they do indeed bring down houses. I wasn't really sure whether I should believe the pictures of them rocking out in living rooms, but I don't really have any other explanation. The drums are commanding and the keys are lazy, who would file a noise complaint against these guys anyway? Hell, why isn't this happening in my neighborhood? Their music is upbeat and infectious. It's no wonder their smiles spread from the stage to their audience. Don't believe me? Just watch the YouTubage below to check out one of those house parties. Compressed within the close confines of a kitchenette, they manage to transfer their energy to every single person in the room. People jump, people sing - it pretty much gets all Bar/Bat Mitzvahed. So go rejoice in your (wo)manhood, with Matt & Kim...Labels: SXSW '07

Labels: SXSW '07

Labels: SXSW '07
For Shadid.
The last time I talked about Fields was in my Quick List post, and having had only a mere mentionage comprised of two sentences back then, I thought it was ripe time that Fields have an actual post to go on. Fields is a London-based quintet with a slew of collective history - one was a teacher, one cut hair for Bloc Party and Franz for a number of years, and one is the child of the man famed for writing Iceland's national anthem. How this band truly came together is beyond me, but nowadays the five are simply known as Fields. I was all ready to talk about Fields' music until I downloaded more from their disccography. Until yesterday, I was ready to call Fields folk; until yesterday, I was going to call Fields acoustic. Of course, yesterday, everyone's remark of "Fields is hard to pigeonhole into a genre" finally made sense to me. While I can still call Fields folk, it was never really obvious to me how many different influences this group holds in their music. At that, I leave you to discover Fields on your own, just as Fields wants it.Labels: SXSW '07
(I love this picture.)
Remember this set of Liverpudlians? Liverpooligans? City-affiliation aside, the Wombats is a trio that first gained popularity outside Liverpool city limits, about 5000 miles outside city limits in fact. This quirky trio really started grabbing a fanbase in China, where, as students from Sir Paul McCartney's Institute for Performing Arts, they played for the country's largest music festival - Beijing's MIDI Festival. With their catchy lyrics and bouncing beats, I'm sure it wasn't hard for them to capture those billions of hearts. And they captured billions of hearts indeed, notice how their page can be Mandarin-ified. Well, since those days, the kids have gone about gaining some new fans closer to home and are currently on tour in the UK, so, of course, that goes highly recommended. Go on, join the billions, you know you want to...Labels: SXSW '07
I'm not a fan of their name or the way they seem to ostracize their sole female bandmate (now ex-bandmate) in all promotional pictures, but I have to admit that Dirty On Purpose has grown on me. I first heard of them a while ago, but found their name so unappealing that I put off listening to them. What a judgmental mistake that was. I completely missed out on their early 90s-reminiscent indie rock for x amount of years. Besides, they have the balls to make fun of themselves. A faux newspaper clipping on their website is entitled "Worst Band Name Ever?" I'm tempted to say so.
The Boy Least Likely To is a duo that calls port in the UK. Officializing themselves in 2002, the group is composed of long-time friends Jof Owen and Pete Hobbs though live sets see them joined on stage by five other members. Whether it be a duo or a septet, The Boy Least Likely To weave together songs that may as well be produced by a grouping of your favorite childhood stuffed animals. It's twee to it's heart, and their songs just make you feel good by transporting you back to your lollipop-licking, cootie-fearing, jungle gym days. And who doesn't miss those days? You had nothing to care about and cuts were healed with kisses. With this crazy place we live in, all Jof and Pete want to do is paint your world with innocence again, and they do so with brushstrokes from banjos, keyboards and the hight notes of a glockenspiel. If you don't smile with their music, then you probably didn't have a childhood; there's just too much love in there for anyone to be immune. Worry not though my youth-deprived friend, just keep listening since one minute of tunage from this group is equivalent to watching 5 Disney films...all at once. The Boy Least Likely To recently announced plans to tour the UK this month, and that, of course, goes highly suggested.
Beirut is Zach Condon, Santa Fe native and young'n of merely 20 years. Although Zach has released albums in years before, most notably under the name "Real People," it was not until 2006 that Beirut was birthed. Heavily influenced by Balkan gypsy music, Beirut's key instruments include the trumpet, ukelele, glockenspiel, mandolin, and accordion. It's not the most typical instrumental package, but then again, Zach does not have the most typical voice. Reminiscent of Tim Smith from Midlake, Zach sings in a lazily hypnotic manner. Smooth, relaxed, and soothing, Zach's voice is the perfect complement to his gypsy, folksy style of music.
The Fakrays hail from Liss in the United Kingdom, and compose light, airy pop tunes laced with delicate vocals and a use of instruments that's anything but ostentatious. Started up by siblings David and Sarah Fakray, the brother/sister duo's modest discography arise from simple recordings done in David's bedroom. As a couple, Sarah lends her vocals while David crews just about everything else. Live sets, of course, call for more hands, and after training a few friends with some instruments, the group performs as a seven-piece. The Fakrays come at you like a poet's corner with the conclusion of each song rightfully deserving snaps. Oh yes, with this group, simplicity is the word - instrumentals are never even in the grasp of being called complicated, and all the while, Sarah's innocent charm reverberates in her ethereal vocals. Not much can be said of The Fakrays, and I say that as the only search hit for this group brings up a myspace and the suggestion by Google that I try the search again seeing as I probably meant "The Fockers." Offering only three listens, I really do hope this group expand themselves in the future...
I like it a lot. I like Baxter a lot.
Ah, it's that (and if you're a gal, that other) time of the month again. If you're not familiar with Bishop Allen's plans for this year, it goes like this - Bishop Allen is a band from Brooklyn that took a nice hiatus shortly after the release of their debut hit Charm School in order to write their (currently) label-less album Clementines. As that album strolls about for release, they're going to send out an EP every month for a year - yes, every month. Last time I did one of these posts, it was suggested that I might as well just start using a mad lib to write about Bishop Allen - simply stick in new adjectives and song titles to cover the new month's EP. As tempting as that may have been a few months ago, the release of the final two months calls for a bit more than a mad lib. Ah yes, the last two months. With the release of November and December, the Bishop Allen EP-A-Month Project is finito, and while Alina may be rejoicing that I don't have to write about Bishop Allen again for a while, a few of us are a little less ecstatic about the conclusion of such an enterprise. Or are we sad? As YANP Matt brilliantly pointed out in one of his Bishop Allen over-analyzations, "Bishop Allen have poured so much effort into this EP-a-month project that they’re hardly the same band they were in January." I know better than to argue with that, and the truth is you really can't argue with that. Really, the only way you can look at this ending is that 12 months and about 57 songs later, Bishop Allen is ready to show off their refreshed demeanor and refined style. Yes, true - the delivery of these final months means that the year of EPs is over, but a new year is here kiddos and it has Bishop Allen written all over it. So, congratulations to Bishop Allen for getting through their more than little project, and a happy new year to all of you!