Thursday, October 9, 2014

St. Vincent: OMNIPRESENT


Photo credit to Jared Howard.

The lovely, hypnotizing St. Vincent graced Miami, FL this past Monday October 7th, at the Fillmore Theater for the Digital Witness Tour. Annie Clark is a quirky woman who is absolutely in love with music and performance, as she couldn't hold back her grin all throughout her guitar solos during the show. Her music is a mesmerizing mix of delicious noise, pop structure, strange wonderings about the world, put-together characters who have gone mad underneath, and facades. Her newest eponymous LP takes her persona and craft to a new level. Clark's presence on St Vincent is confident, elevated, amplified, yet a little distanced, observing all thoughts and fears through a transcendental medium. Her voice reaches the ear as if she was truly a saint bathed in the light of a stage. The art direction on this album also reinforces the concept of spirituality and existentiality being affected by technology. Many regard Clark as a guitar prodigy of our generation, and while she may be very aware of her scope and ability, she presents this album with an acknowledging smirk. Sitting on a silicone throne in front of chicken wire with an authoritative gaze, she represents hollow glory, her bleached hair like a fuzzy halo. With this album she also makes commentary on the digital age we live in, regarding cyber-bullying, being connected-yet-alone through the internet, and seeking personal approval via social media. If we function in a virtual world, are we really living? is what Clark the perspicacious 'guitar goddess' tells us.

Accompanying Clark onstage were "architect-of-sound" Matt Johnson, a "tamer-of-the-grid" in place of Daniel Mintseris, and the faithful Toko Yasuda. Donning a silver bob, Clark began skittering and tiptoeing across the stage in little black boots. St. Vincent's stage presence is simple in appearance yet more elaborate than ever before. She has added choreography that can be described as isolated, robotic lurching, mixed with dainty touches, meant to be interpreted symbolically by the viewer. The set list (in loose order) opened with Rattlesnake, Digital Witness, while following these included: Cruel, Marrow, Every Tear Disappears, Surgeon, I Prefer Your Love, a batshit crazy performance of Krokodil, Cheerleader, Prince Johnny, Huey Newton, Regret, Birth in Reverse, Laughing with a Mouth Full of Blood, Actor Out of Work, Bring Me Your Loves, and ended with Your Lips Are Red. Between songs every so often, Clark recited personal anecdotes regarding a failed bedsheet hot air balloon, psychically paying for her purchase at a 7/11 after 11pm, superimposing celebrity faces on people in public when she forgot her glasses, and seeing children as tiny adults. Within these stories were themes of unfulfilled hope, poor assumptions of people we do not know, and her funny ways of looking at the world which were meant to correlate to the songs that followed. She humorously assumed that Miami folk share with her the fact that her favorite word is 'orgiastic'.

Songs that sound poppy on studio recordings now had an extra kick in person from her ratty abrasive guitar. Notable performances included I Prefer Your Love, Prince Johnny, and closer Your Lips Are Red. Elegantly composed on her steps, Clark's silky performance of I Prefer Your Love was heart-wrenchingly transparent. Empathic for her mother and seeking her approval, she bowed her head in somber sorrow at the end as she reached for the deep resonating notes of, "Little baby on your knees, 'cause the world has got you down..." Later, atop the pink pedestal, she sang a choir of pleas for a friend in Prince Johnny and at the end, fell from grace, tumbling down the steps in stop-motion lighting until she unfolded into an upside down crucifixion. Frightening red and sickly green lights interplayed for the first movement of Your Lips Are Red. During a guitar solo that felt like it lasted forever (in a good sense!), Clark attended to the entire length of the stage, letting the crowd touch her guitar and play its strings as she held chords. She then sprawled across the stage floor underneath chaotic blue lights playing, and after slowly rising, she eventually began to sing "Your skin so fair, it's not fair." As her guitar wailed til the end, I felt the loss and intangibility of everyone in the room, of Clark herself. This had to be the collective consciousness concept she talked about halfway through the set.

Photo credit to Jared Howard.

I teared up at least three times during this show, moved by her treatment of the songs, her skill, the thoughtfulness put into choreography and anecdotes, and the weight of the stories and ideas behind the songs which are sometimes overlooked on the album. If you watch performances of her new songs on various talk shows and venues, you will become able to identify her choreography and see how it lends to ideas of an empty, impersonal, mechanical society; or how her simple gestures can imply disturbing assumptions, such as when she drags her fingers across her throat. I was shellshocked after the show and I'm still trying to process all that happened. This is definitely an artist to respect, who creates magnificent, innovative and unsettling under-the-surface music.

A Lengthy Review for an Elaborate LP: An Apiary for a Swarm of One

"{in-boxes} is an art/music collective whose music is an eclectic fusion of minimal score-like songs & sound art with conceptual lyrics & soaring vocals." Find them at facebook.com/inboxes139.
There are few people in my life I've met that are intrinsically complex to the point where even their creations fully engage my mind and heart. I can say from knowing him personally, that the frontman of {in-boxes} Daniel Elijah Novem is one of these people, and his project's music is one of those creations. The music of {in-boxes} is known for the depth of its content, layers of abstract sounds, and the extent of thoughtfulness and passion put into its production. As with A LOVE Between Frequency & Time, Corner #1: An Apiary for a Swarm of One (The Honey-Be[e] S[t]ung Sessions) is amazingly more intricate than the listener may ever know.

Each song has a distinct flavor, yet are unified in several ways. The album collectively embodies the characteristic mix of digital and analog/organic sounds that {in-boxes} loves. All tracks are filled to the brim with themes of adoration, regret, longing, and sewn together with detailed, sensual memories. In fact, even this record and the previous are made cohesive by sharing parts of the same story. Part of what makes this story engaging and unforgettable is the fact that on top of beautiful, frank songwriting, the sounds that compose these songs say things that words cannot. After listening to the record multiple times, one realizes that there are no weak tracks on this record; each song is unique and part of the greater memoir. Structurally, the nine tracks on this album are cleaner and relatively more concise than those of A LOVE Between Frequency & Time. About half of the tracks, however, include a transitional musical interlude between each other. The elaborate ambient compositions that occupied the prior EP are still here! Thus, I hope that the following review of each track is a pleasure to read, as it was a pleasure for me to write.



1. Year of the Analogirl: A fitting opening track, it offers an introduction of the archetype character in Novem's story, a girl who has an uncanny ability to captivate, stimulate and manipulate. The song is a retrospective warning to himself, brooding and stylistically heavy compared to the rest of the album. Instruments begin on top of each other one by one to build suspense for the turn of the knob to a static- filled, energetic instrumental. It also possesses a catchy hook with hand clapping, and plenty of musical terminology and innuendos that hearken back to A LOVE Between Frequency & Time.

2. Siren in the Wishing Well: The story then transitions into a slow, mysterious, mystical tale. It sounds as if you are underwater, in an abyss, or a sewer or cave. You can be transported anywhere. This really is a sublime song with pristine and pure lyrics. Even the dripping sounds and clicks of falling coins present add to the narrative. The motif of the siren is here linked to 'pagan waves', beginning to describe the fundamental schism between the narrator and his love interest: one is a Christian, a man of faith and grace; while the siren is, frankly, a mystifying pagan. The narrator longs achingly for redemption, and maybe even to be broken by the siren's spell.

3. Wall-In My Heart: Aurally, this track is reminiscent of Spanish or French guitar ballads, the kind of music you listen to when lounging at an outdoor cafe in a foreign European town with cobblestone streets and overgrown vines. It tells of specific details of a love affair (which are heavily linked to the song “Jupiter”, keep in mind), locales and events that one holds in the heart long after, like a puzzle piece in the greater story. These emotional milestones have built up to become an inescapable wall over which our narrator cannot overcome, though he realizes up until now he has been seeing the relationship unrealistically. The song goes through pensive bumbling ballads and peaceful passages, then builds up toward the end with passionate use of percussion and trumpets, before all instruments cease to heed the narrator warning us from breaking this beloved wall, pleads us not to. (The fact that the term is actually "Wall-In" probably refers to a box, which brings us back to the project's name, etc...)

4. A Bob Dylan Kind of Girl: Personally my favorite track off the album (along with #7), though this is one of the slowest songs. (The fact that this is an ode to Bob Dylan doesn't affect my judgment at all.) A piano-based song, the melody is hauntingly beautiful, deliberate, ancient and visceral. It echoes through the caverns of a lonely desolate heart. Along with the metronome, a faint beat persists in the background and it personally reminds me of a locomotive train. The steady, soft use of voice in this song complements the instruments and mood well. Novem's voice creaks like an old door never opened, and releases like the cold breath of a ghost still in the room. The two biblical references may be familiar to listeners, and are effectively utilized as metaphors for elements of the love affair in question. As the son of man was never certain of where he would sleep at night, so the narrator was never secure in this girl's love for him. As Delilah stole strength from Samson for her own pleasure, so this girl seduced and stole emotional energy, and erased all traces of the narrator from her mind. The song lingers with gentle guitarwork and piano reminiscent of chords used by major pop and rock figures of the 60s era (Beatles, Rolling Stones, Bobby D, etc.).

5. A Song for Songs: You've got to love the Death Cab for Cutie reference and influence; Novem even sounds like Ben Gibbard as he sings on this track. Romantic and sophisticated, airy yet heavy, with dainty percussion throughout, this song recounts the experience of lovers swapping music together, an intimate bridge of trust. In this act, the dilemma which is the crux of the album's overarching story manifests. The girl he has fallen in love with, does not share the love he has for his Savior, his first Love. This creates the misalignment in their affair's paradigm. Harmonica, piano, and flute are used very poignantly; the entire song is lighthearted yet melancholy. Also featured is a flamboyant emulation of Sufjan Steven's aesthetic within the third verse. I'd be surprised if you don't end up singing (or clapping) along to "One mind on the way now" during the elegantly catchy chorus.

6. Cross-Pollinate: Along with "Year of the Analogirl", this is a track that may spur you to dance to the kick and guitar twang. (It did spur me.) The analogy of a bird and a bee is explored in depth; two beings that are basically very different, another reference to the stark difference between the natures of the partners. It is disclosed that this honeybee catered to our narrator's emotional and physical desires, yet did not give him what was best for him. In rhythm and instrumentality, this song is akin to "Cold War[M]" from the previous EP. Aurally it is like a prelude to the "Sea-Sickness Epilogue" that follows. Certain synth sounds and notes are introduced in this track which take over the later tracks. General foreshadowing and reference to other songs within the album are frequent on this record.

7. Pagan Wave (Misc. Sea-Sickness Epilogue): This song starts off sounding like what falling in love sounds like. It is leisurely, elegant and warm, like a stroll down the aforementioned foreign neighborhood, or a tranquil sunset on the sea after a storm. The trumpets and violins on this track are perfectly romantic and nostalgic. Halfway through the tides turn into a buildup of emotional tumult and a slightly out-of-sync orchestra, as our narrator cries of the fight in his heart, divided between two contradicting loves. Seasickness seems to symbolize a combination of being in love and feeling guilty and full of doubt (guilty of feeling so passionately toward someone that his God would not want him to be with, and doubt about whether this is right, wrong, meant to be, or even doubting God's intentions). As he says himself, "Denial is the truth I seek, instead of You or her or me." At the closing of this track, strained and weary, Novem sings, "And I still hear you buzzing in this beekeeper's apiary of a heart, and it sounds like this..." Then there is a pause, and in come the most heartbroken, remorseful string instruments you may ever hear. I may have cried more than once upon hearing this part.

8. Jupiter: Includes an endearing reference to Florida's unbelievably humid heat. Also a keyboard- based composition, this song features whirring, space-age sounds and swelling orchestral violins. It is triumphant and whimsical, with soaring, ethereal falsetto vocals, taking the listener away by space travel, counteracted by the staccato percussion’s rhythm. These lyrics transform South Florida’s suburbia into a previously unknown heavenly body, perhaps because the memory of the narrator's love interest feels like heaven on earth. The song is composed of chimes and keys suspended in space and time, continuing the idea of memories of one's love. Like an anthem, Novem sings “You’re on my mind” repeatedly to the pounding of the drum until it halts, and his tortured words fade into an echo.

9. Black Synechdoch[k]eys: From "Jupiter", we now plummet from miles above the atmosphere deep into the depths of an ocean of sound, the last stop on the album. Through this piano song the listener freefalls slowly as electronic twitters trail behind. Melodies and keys shift and move up and down smoothly, as emotions and memories do. This minimal yet forlorn final track tells of the aftermath of the love affair. After being used without being loved in return, the narrator is left deficient and hollow, only an aspect of who he was. Quite a beautiful final track. It also touches on healing, yet it is unclear as to whether healing did come and for whom. It is implied that our narrator was hurt before he met this love of his, as she was previously hurt also. The album concludes gently with haunting ambience.

Nook & Cranny #1: A LOVE Between Frequency & Time

Now it is evident that {in-boxes}'s releases thus far - and those that may come after from Novem - are linked conceptually by certain motifs. The most prominent shared are those of the siren, seasickness, horizon line, and (pagan) waves, mostly found in "Cold War(M)". Also mentioned in the monologue at the beginning of A Love Between Frequency & Time are many of the symbols found throughout Apiary, such as the digital/analog juxtaposition, Delilah and Samson, the bee, and the plumb line.

I won't say anymore, the reader gets to listen and connect everything now! In this oeuvre, Novem's own mind is his greatest instrument. The most understated part of the music of {in-boxes}, however, is that Novem depicts his God as a gracious and creative healer within the story. The fact that his relationship with God is so entwined with his emotions regarding the honeybee of his music is also displayed. To my previous accolade, he would even say, for God’s glory.

So if not for anything but the sheer sincerity and creative aptitude, this is a record worth buying, and listening to repeatedly, and painting pictures within your own imagination.

This review is also published on soirzine.com.

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