Thursday, February 11, 2010

THIS WEEK IN THE SCENE

The Heat Is On
Metalcore kings Killswitch Engage finally achieve headliner status

[Note: When I interviewed bassist Mike D'Antonio for this story, neither of us knew that vocalist Howard Jones would not be taking part in the tour. (He's being subbed out by All That Remains frontman Phil Labonte.) If that subject had come up, believe you me, it would have made the piece, because it raises all kinds of questions about the stuff he and I did talk about, like the possibility of filming a live DVD or of playing sets featuring deep catalog songs.]

Considering that the Massachusetts metalcore kings have been around for a decade, it may seem bizarre, or even impossible, that Killswitch Engage is now on their first ever headlining tour. They preferred being the perennial support act on tours like Ozzfest and the Mayhem Festival, to going out on their own.

"It's kind of a weird thing, but also cool that we've had such opportunities to tour with bigger bands and have other people take the heat of being the headliner," says bassist Mike D'Antonio. "Sometimes that can be a little stressful, worrying about how the shows are gonna go, if people are gonna come. We've just had really good luck in that sense, of not having to do that yet."

Killswitch Engage need some positive public attention. Their self-titled 2009 album, which marked their first time working with an outside producer — Brendan O'Brien — wasn't much of a change from their previous release, 2006's As Daylight Dies. If anything, it was even more simplistic and less aggressive. The band's combination of crunching metal riffs, emotional lyrics and singalong-worthy choruses made the almost imperceptible shift from trademark to stylistic rut.

Perhaps for that reason, they've had their thunder stolen by more adventurous groups like Baroness, Mastodon and Bay State peers Converge, all of whose 2009 albums scored well in various metal publications' year-end Top 10 list, while Killswitch Engage's was ignored. And while it sold well, landing in the Billboard Top 10 the week of release, there are rumors that Killswitch Engage didn't meet label expectations. D'Antonio doesn't concern himself with that stuff.

"Apparently, there were a lot of good records that came out this year," he says. "That's someone else's call."

He's more concerned with what fans think — and even there, he sets limits.

"The only real interaction I like is face-to-face," he says. "The message boards tend to bum me out. It doesn't matter if there's 500 great comments, the one negative comment will haunt me for weeks. So I just stay away completely. I know people aren't gonna like what I'm doing, and that's fine. I just wanna stay away from that negativity."

Now that they're finally getting their moment in the spotlight, D'Antonio plans to make the most of it. "Hopefully, I'm getting a 15-minute bass solo where I'll do absolutely nothing but slap on my bass like Gene Simmons with a lot of echo in the background," he jokes.

More seriously, he says fans should expect set lists that go deep into the band's catalog. "We're definitely digging into the pile of older material and playing a lot more of the new stuff as well. We feel like the album's been out long enough [that] people should have it at this point. Up until now, we've been dabbling in [the] songs people are gonna gravitate toward — [playing] the guessing game, as far as how people will react to certain songs. We've been playing around with that, and we think we've got a gauge on it."

In two cities — Chicago and New York —Killswitch Engage will be able to dig even deeper into their catalog, since they're playing two-night stands. D'Antonio says there's a possibility of a live recording, but given the band members' busy schedules, such plans have fallen through in the past.

"We recorded a lot of shows a couple of years ago," says D'Antonio. "But no one's had the time to even listen to those, so I don't know if that'll ever see the light of day. There's talk of possibly filming stuff for a DVD. It's been a long time since we've had a DVD, and we've been discussing the options with some of these second-night places. We could easily set up and record two times in a row and pick the best songs from each night."

The band is taking another left turn in their career. Just as they've chosen package tours over headlining runs, they've also chosen to play smaller venues than they probably could, given their record sales and the fervor of their fan base. They like it that way. "It's hard to gauge the energy when the barrier is 20 feet from the first people in front of you watching," says D'Antonio. Of course, that's not the only reason. "These days, with the economy and the way things are going, people don't have the money to go to an arena show. At least I don't see it."

Still, there's an upside to this plan. "We wanted it to be a bit more intimate, have it be a setting for people to have more fun, participate, be squished together — really get into it with [us] and therefore help [us] put on a better show," says D'antonio. "So yeah, we're scaling down, but the production will be as big as Mayhem if not bigger. Some of these small places are gonna be loaded with stuff and might look pretty cool. A lot of the fans that have seen us on smaller headlining tours have never seen anything like what we're bringing these days."

THIS WEEK ON ALTPRESS.COM

RHINOCEROS
They Are Coming For Me (Eulogy)
This Buffalo, New York-based straight-edgers like their hardcore old school. Their sound predates the Hatebreed worship of their Eulogy labelmates, all the way back to the glory days of Sunday matinee shows at CBGB. Vocalist Joe Riverside has a harsh, ranting style descended from East Coast legends like Agnostic Front's Roger Miret and Breakdown's Jeff Perlin--every word is a perfectly enunciated accusation. Guitarist Greg Styliades offers buzzsaw riffs, pick slides and shards of feedback and distortion in the mold of Sick Of It All and Gorilla Biscuits, while only rarely heading into the downtuned territory far too many of their cookie-cutter peers call home. Bassist Ian Pless even gets a solo intro on "Choices Made," and Aaron King's drums sound like wooden boxes filled with cement. This band's only been together since 2006, but their sound is straight from '88.

SHINING
Blackjazz (The End)
Norway's Shining mix industrial and metal into an unholy screech that takes elements from Nine Inch Nails' Broken EP, Meshuggah's Nothing and the collected works of Magma and King Crimson (this album includes a hellish version of KC's "21st Century Schizoid Man"), plus ultra-distorted, shrieking vocals and skronking saxophone. It's a major leap into the abyss for the band; their last two discs, 2007's Grindstone and 2005's In The Kingdom Of Kitsch You Will Be A Monster, had their ferocious moments, but there were stretches of gentle, jazzy melody, too. Blackjazz, by contrast, is fierce and unrelenting, a slavering beast of an album with the complexity and dissonance of the Flying Luttenbachers and the head-down intensity of upstate New York ultra-power trio Borbetomagus. Absolutely not for the faint of heart--or people with cranky neighbors.

Sunday, February 07, 2010

YOU WANT THIS ACTION

The 4CD box You Don't Want My Name You Want My Action is, in effect, the first album by The Stooges. Their music has always been overshadowed by Iggy Pop's histrionics - not only his awesome, leonine vocals, but his quite literally in-your-face stage presence, rocketing back and forth and up and down and diving into the audience (which he doesn't do anymore, though Stooges reunion shows frequently ended with the reverse, Iggy letting as many members of the audience could fit pile onto the stage). Hell, for the last two years of its existence and its third album, the band was billed as Iggy And The Stooges. What had at one point been an avant-garde performance art spectacle had become a mere rock band.

This collection of live bootlegs, documenting four performances from spring 1971, offers the only evidence of The Stooges as five-piece - Ron Asheton and James Williamson on guitar, Jimmy Recca (who?) on bass, and Scott Asheton on drums, plus Iggy up front. And/but unlike the studio albums, which were produced in traditional rock-band fashion with Iggy's vocals as loud as the whole rest of the band put together, these live tapes are a showcase for the band. Iggy's barely audible half the time, and when he is his voice is so distorted and thin he sounds like Jon Spencer or somebody. What we get instead is a wall of wailing guitar, Asheton and Williamson tearing it up with almost Les Rallizes Denudes abandon, just wave upon wave of distorted power chords backed by drumming that slams the snare through your forehead like a nail gun. The sets are short - six songs and about 40 minutes of music per night - but they're astonishingly adrenalized, pure live-wire mania. This is not headphone music; this is total screaming rock 'n' roll abandon. Highly, highly recommended.

Saturday, February 06, 2010

HE DON'T KNOW ME VERY WELL, DO HE?

[Below is the full text of a press release I received in today's mail.]

ARTIST: Shaw
ALBUM: Pretending We're Not Animals
LABEL: Swordfish Records
RELEASE DATE: February 1st, 2010 on CD (eco-conscious packaging!) and digitally via iTunes
IN A SENTENCE: Simple, poignant pop songs dipped in molten silver and buried in the sand for weeks before being played back to your ears through an old Russian submarine.
IN PARAGRAPHS: Shaw is the quintessential self-produced art pop musician, a do-it-yourself soundchemist, exploring what is possible with limited resources and unlimited creativity. After producing a string of bands in his basement, Shaw set about conceiving an album of his own design. He locked the doors, shut the blinds and didn't leave his lo-fi laboratory until a perfect brainchild lay whole and conscious before him, with wolf-white teeth and a heart-machine pumping blood in rhythmic dances. Pretending We're Not Animals, a coy nod to modern man's schizophrenic self-image, was born.
If Pretending We're Not Animals was a building it would be an old Victorian house in San Francisco, a post-Earthquake dwelling with an expansive view of Golden Gate Park and the Pacific Ocean. It would present a wine red facade over old, vulnerable brick. The foundation of washed synths and delayed guitars would be poured upon pillars made of tiny bits of broken drum machines. The mantle would be decorated with self-portraits of artists the landlord once knew and loved. Thick carpets would sprawl over old growth redwood, basking in the warmth of the hearth. Some doors would only be large enough for cats and dogs, but otherwise it would be a fine place for an intimate party or quiet night re-reading a favorite book, far away from the near threat of December's frigid air.
MIGHT BE ENJOYED BY LISTENERS OF: MGMT, Animal Collective, The Faint or The Handsome Furs
ON THE WEB: www.shawmakesmusic.com and www.swordfishrecords.com

[It almost makes me wonder if I was sent this - and the envelope was hand-addressed, making me think I was chosen with slightly more care than some publicists take - so that I'd wind up publicizing it in exactly this manner...once I stopped laughing. Which I haven't yet.]

Friday, February 05, 2010

ANOTHER AMG UPDATE

Here are 10 more reviews from All Music Guide:

Banda de Turistas, Magical Radiophonic Heart
Decoy, Vol. 1: Spirit
Dream Evil, In the Night
Jukin' Bone, Way Down East
The Kandidate, Until We are Outnumbered
Knock 'Em Dead, Endless Struggle
Rhinoceros, They are Coming for Me
Shining, Blackjazz
Valkyrja, The Invocation of Demise
Van Canto, Tribe of Force