The next installment in my listening to/obsessing about/writing about the records I found in Scotland blog post series...
I'll admit it, I know far less about Primal Scream then I probably should. What I do know are trivial anecdotes, and personal feelings. Things like other bands Bobby Gillespie was in, and the fact that to me, "Gentle Tuesday" sounds like the aural equivalent of a deeply satisfying heavy sigh. I hold questionable opinions on the band's material. I prefer the title track A-side of their "Crystal Crescent" single to it's much revered B-side "Velocity Girl." I prefer Xtrmntr to Screamadelica. So when the "Ivy, Ivy, Ivy" 7" was held up to me at a record store in Edinburgh to be considered for purchase, I had to pause for awhile to wonder if I had actually heard the song, or if I just recognized the title. I was pretty sure that it was the latter, and when I arrived home and finally put the record on my turntable my suspicion was confirmed.
"Ivy, Ivy, Ivy" is a good song. It's fun, it's catchy beyond belief, and though many have probably analyzed this next statement to far greater effect than I ever could, it seems to serve as a nice bridge between the band's somewhat subtle pop past, and their considerably bigger rock future. Pop melody and lyrical theme, rock execution allt the way.
On the other hand, the B-side "You're Just Too Dark too Care" is a slow burning ember that never sparks a flame. Soft, pensive, remarkably pretty, and like "Gentle Tuesday," this one too gives me the feeling of an aural sigh. I once heard someone describe "sypathetic chords," chord progressions that were almost certain to receive a positive response from a listener. Any time I describe a song as an aural sigh, I can't help thinking that the song must contain some seriously sympathetic chords.
In a way this might be Primal Scream making the most of the best parts of certain sounds that they primarily operated within. Mostly these are just two very pleasant songs hear, and should guarantee a positive response every time.
This past week was kind of a haze of residual exhaustion from the week before, the slight frustration brought about by the second false start of what I believe to be a very promising new club night, and Tetris... hours upon hours of Tetris. However, the week did manage to end on a productive note; the new club is well on it's way to having a new home, I'm starting to think about the 7" that will be obsessed over in the next installment of my "Obsessing Over the Records I Purchased in Scotland" series, and perhaps the most productive thing I managed (and certainly the most fun) was this radio show:
Zoot Woman - Just A Friend Of Mine (Jump Jump Dance Dance Remix)
The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart - Falling Over
Caribou - Leave House
Le Tigre - Well, Well, Well
Gil Scott-Heron - Running
Club 8 - Western Hospitality
Ana Tijoux - 1977 - 1977
Mavis - Feeling Lucky (Feat Edwyn Collins)
Saint Etienne - Spring (Air France Remix)
Ozomatli - Love Comes Down (Anne Litt's remix)
Guru - Loungin - Jazzmatazz Vol. 1
The Bamboos - Turn It Up
Esther Williams - Last Night Changed It All
Garotas Suecas - Codinome Dinomite
Kisses - Bermuda
Ancient Crux - Wingwalker
Gorillaz - Some Kind Of Nature
Serena Maneesh - Reprobate!
Memory Tapes - Bicycle
Stars On 33 - I Feel Music In Your Heart (Lifelike and Kris Menace Remix)
The Undertones - Teenage Kicks (From John Peel's edition of Fabric Live. This was both a tribute to Peel, and to the fact that the Glasgow club Optimo was coming to an end that night. "Teenage Kicks" was the biggest highlight of my one trip to the club. R.I.P to both)
For this show, I put the spotlight on a lot of bands that I would like to see if I make it out to Coachella at all (jury's still out). One thing is for sure though, if I'm not in the desert on Sunday night freaking out over the fact that well, you know, Pavement's there, AND Gorillaz. I will be front and center at the Echo jumping around giddily to Love is All. I've seen them three times now, each time I enjoy it more than the last. I might even go so far as to say that they are my favorite live band, and I would see them anytime I had the chance. If you are in Los Angeles on Sunday night, the Echo is the only place to be...