Saturday, May 29, 2010

Paramore Singer Goes Topless On Twitter

Hayley Williams, vocalist for emo band Paramore, woke up to find her Twitter account hacked, as well as a nude photo of her posted online for all 600,000 of her followers to see. Oops.

The photo shows the red headed songstress looking into the camera while laying down topless on a bed. Some have speculated whether or not the account in question was hacked, or rather if Williams accidentally posted the picture herself.

I'm of the opinion it would be in poor taste to post the photo or any link to it here on The Hanging Tree, but if you really want to find the picture in question, the Internet can be awfully useful I suppose. 

Kanye West Flexes His "Power"

Kanye West has been hard at work on his fifth studio album, titled Good Ass Job, scheduled for release later this summer. However the song "Power" has found it's way on the internet and works as a hell of a teaser for what else is to come.

West sounds as angry as ever and rips himself to pieces when he says "Lost in translation with a whole fuckin' nation / They say I was the abomination of Obama's nation, well that's a pretty down way to start the conversation."

The song features a sample of "21st Century Schizoid Man" by King Crimson and finds a healthy absence of auto-tune as well. Listen to "Power" below.

Preference As Fact - The Nickelback Phenomenon

It can be truly hard, sometimes, to respect artistic preference as a matter of subjecticity. Truly hard. As Rob says in High Fidelity, how can it be bullshit to state a preference? And as Barry responds, when it's the wrong preference, then it's bullshit. I feel I've matured a lot when it comes to respecting other people's points of view, and playing down the seriousness of my own. I don't think Kubrick is God anymore, and I don't necessarily think Michael Bay is the devil. It's just that I agree with Barry, somewhere. Michael Bay is a bad director, and to think otherwise is, just, wrong. 
They look about how they sound.
Lets take a classic example: Nickelback. It is almost universally agreed that Nickelback is crap, so unanimously, in fact, that I have seen ads for contests prizing Nickelback concert tickets and actually wondered, "but for who?". Who in this world actually, really likes Nickelback? But sure enough, lots of people like Nickelback; they just happen to be on the other side of a preferential perspective with a gradient edge steeper than the broad side of the Sears Tower - meaning, in one box is a group of people who will not even discuss their musical value, and in another directly beside it is a group who have never felt the need to.

This would be easy to dismiss as a matter of mere different strokes, if it weren't for the feeling that the Nickelback fan is simply short of some kind of comprehension. And, honestly, is it a mutual feeling? I don't think so. I don't think fans of Nickelback stringently believe that anti-fans just don't get it. They're just annoyed when someone says they suck. Like for me, when I run across someone who avidly dislikes U2, I do not think they've missed something. I uphold that they simply don't like them, and I do, and I don't know why. Their opinions are not so polite.

And yet I do not feel that liking U2 is anything close to liking Nickelback. I believe that U2 are technically and substantially Better than Nickelback, by a lot, and that even if my band has their blind-spots (which I'm certain they do) Nickelback is blindfolded in the forret, on rollerskates. Even my friend Matt and I, who maintain very different feelings about Bono, agree that Nickelback is, by any means, not even in the same category. Not even close.

I will do my best to discuss and define why I believe Nickelback is a very bad band. I know very little about musical composition, but I know when art is sold on cheap, stupid, uncreative gimmicks - the artistic equivalent to a logical fallacy, such as an appeal to emotion. In this case, an arguer would, instead of focussing on a sound and valid argument, misdirect the listener into an emotional response. Of course in Art, emotional responses are where its at, and if Nickelback's sound does it for you then no one should try to convince you otherwise. It's just that a severely post-produced vocalist, who's sound is so trite and obvious and bombastic and clearly re-touched, being one of the core stimuluses for the listener...it doesn't imply a great deal of musical value.

"Lets see you make 5 notes sound like a symphony, smart ass."
It comes of as easy, thoughtless trickey, that worst of all, does not even believe it is trickery. That carries on doing the same, stupid, boring, obnoxious thing over and over as though it were actually creating. Now, anyone could fall for it; music majors might not be immune to the appeal, it's just that it's unlikely. It is likely that Nickelback most easily connects with people who have no kind of mental stock in music. And that's fine. I likewise believe that while U2 is really, really great at what they do, are not necessarily for music buffs. Here and there, in areas of popular rock study, they are, but their entire catalog? No, that's meant for people like me. It's just that it takes more to trick me, I think. The Edge makes sounds bigger than what he's playing, but there are so, so many ways he's done this. However projective his sound, it is almost always a creative, expansive thing.

Likewise for a band like Blink 182, that was largely accesible to the popular listener, and was often lobbed into the same category with bands like Good Charlette and Yellow Card and New Found Glory and Simple Plan. I think there was something real going on with Blink 182 and I think they brought something valuable to music, however minor. I think those other four bands are for idiots, hard as I try to be nice about it. I think they were beyond horrible, and while I respect and defend your right to enjoy everything any of them ever did, I am extremely skeptical of discussing their merrit. I cannot bring myself to fathom that their biggest fans know something I simply do not.

This only gets harder when it comes to movies. Again, I know that some of my favorite films are not brilliant and perhaps pack a number of notable flaws. I know that my preferences are, in fact, personal, and not universal, but I believe they have been better honed by more practice and and greater engagement than someone's who thinks 2001 is a bunch of crap, or that The Boondock Saints is as good as Pulp Fiction. I believe it with a security that "knowing" just can't touch. And I'll discuss it to prove it. What I have no tolerance for is preference as evidence. I am sick of people claiming blatantly inferior stuff is great simply because they say so. I am tired of people on movie sites going "Well I though Tranformers was great. Michael Bay is a way better director than the haters say." Everybody has a right to their own voice; not everyone belongs in a serious debate.

I'll pay Nickelback one line of credit: however accute their range, they have created a number of catchy melodies, however unpleasant to my palet, and that's...something. For you or someone you know it might be enough. Enough ain't the same as good, though, and it surely never will be. 

By Dave Beauchene 

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Review: Macgruber

MacGruber was pretty good, for what it was. I know that term is constantly being used to answer for the fact that the critic is talking about the four hundred and twelfth movie of the year they've felt nothing much about, but it seems to fit McGruber especially well. Who is expecting a comedy classic out of McGruber? No one. If you've seen the sketch, you might imagine that a lot of the running time will be devoted to stupid, insensitive, crude jokes, some of which might be funny. You'd be dead on.

MacGruber isn't awful smart, or ambitious, but it's pretty well aware of this. Unlike, for instance, Talladega Knights, that indulged it's every even minor quirk as fodder for the longest stream of jokes possible, Macgruber knows what it's material is actually worth: a cringe and maybe a laugh. It's lowbrow, and it knows it, and that's all it's got. That can be fun, right? Unless it gets crass or mean spirited, sometimes it's fun to sit with an audience emberassed and amazed at what's goin on on screen. I must concede, personally, that it can be, as at least three times was I curled over dieing with laughter.

A lot of it's jokes are to be laughed at, rather than with, in the same sense that the faces your friend made across the classroom are to be laughed at rather than with. The punchlines most often come on downbeats, so its quiet, and you're trying not to cut loose what may be a less than gorgeous explosion of laughter. And others are too. And the punchline keeps coming. And it's funny. Make no mistake, it's an R rated movie, and it's no comedy classic, but neither is it the crudest or least funny movie ever. And it flies by. I liked it, for what it was.

6/10

By Dave Beauchene 

The Arcade Fire Announce "The Suburbs"

After a relatively quiet down period, Canadian indie gods, The Arcade Fire announced their new album on their web site today.

The Suburbs will hit stores August 3rd state side. The band is already offering pre-orders for the disc in digital, CD and vinyl formats that all come with two complimentary singles for instant streaming. Luckily I already found them for you. Listen to "The Suburbs" and "Month Of May" below.

SO STOKED!

"The Suburbs"

"Month Of May"

Vampire Weekend Go On "Holiday", Slated For "Eclipse Soundtrack"

Vampire Weekend go glitzy and "Amadeus-Tastic" in their latest video for "Holiday".  Vocalist Ezra Koening and company rock their best powdered wigs in the glorious L.A. sunshine. Watch the video below.

The band have also been slated for the upcoming soundtrack for The Twilight Saga: Eclipse featuring The Dead Weather, Beck and many others. Listen to "Jonathan Low" below as well.

"Holiday"


"Jonathan Low"

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

The White Stripes Help Flood Victims

The White Stripes are helping the flood relief efforts in Nashville by auctioning off a custom made marimba used for the Get Behind Me Satan tour of 2005.

Jack White, who currently calls the Music City his home, has his record label and recording studio, Third Man Records, headquartered in the soggy metro.

All proceeds go to the Nashville chapter of the Red Cross, watch "The Nurse" below, and click here for info on the auction.