Showing posts with label Deftones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deftones. Show all posts

Tuesday, 13 December 2011



Presenting the seventh installment in this ongoing, self-obsessed series. A Spotify playlist featuring all available recommended tracks is being built daily alongside the list, and can be found by clicking here.


40. Cyclefly – ‘Crave’ (2002)
Cyclefly’s 1999 debut ‘Generation Sap’ was a glam-tinged alt. rock gem that went undiscovered by many, and this follow-up certainly went in a slightly more mainstream direction. It’s a weaker record but still packed with a blend of ideas and sounds that carries on sounding fresh nine years later. Declan O’Shea’s pinched vocals bring to mind the likes of Billy Corgan and Brian Molko, and while a musical comparison to Smashing Pumpkins and Placebo overall would not be entirely unbelievable Cyclefly carved out their own niche confidently. Indeed, it is interesting to note – spoiler alert - that neither of those bands released anything in this decade decent enough to make this list. I can also confidently spoil that this is the only album on this list to feature a guest performance from Linkin Park’s Chester Bennington. What a shocker.
Recommended Tracks: “Selophane Fixtures”, “Drive”, “Crowns”



39. Seabound – ‘Double-Crosser’ (2006)
Seabound specialise in bright, glittering electropop that can occasionally pump out fast-paced floorfillers but it mostly comfortable with more measured, sombre songs that manage to steer clear of the term ‘ballad’. ‘Double-Crosser’ fine-tuned their sound – and while their releases are always subtle displays of excellence rather than proud, forceful anthems, the tracks collected here brought Seabound to a potential push through to the higher echelon of electro acts. The vocals are warmer than most of their peers, and their synthlines wash beneath them like an underground silken sea. One of the most consistent albums on this list, this is end-to-end quality blissed electronica.
Recommended Tracks: “Doubleplusungood”, “Domination”, “Castaway”


38. Iron & Wine – ‘Our Endless Numbered Days’ (2004)
Iron & Wine is the country-folk musings of Samuel Beam, a man with prodigious talent and an even more prodigious beard. ‘Our Endless Numbered Days’ is a stripped-back release that is mostly acoustic guitar and his semi-whispered vocals, weaving simple images and experiences together into spellbinding songs that linger in your head long after they have any right to be there. Listening to this LP comes pretty close to glimpsing a gleam of sunshine through rustling summer leaves. It’s always gentle, but it is a gentleness that carries a power with it that can put other, more intense records to shame.
Recommended Tracks: “Naked As We Came”, “Love And Some Verses”, “Passing Afternoon”


37. Therapy? – ‘Never Apologise Never Explain’ (2004)
While Therapy?’s 21st century output has been inconsistent to say the least, ‘Never Apologise Never Explain’ rose above this inconsistency to provide a solid dark punk rock record. The tempo is sped up from their previous couple of albums and the bleak n’ roll trio get settled into some good old-fashioned sonic abuse. It’s not exactly a harrowing piece of work, since audience-bating anthems like “Rock You Monkeys” sit alongside the more claustrophobic urgency of “Polar Bear” – but then most of their best work has been built on the teetering brink between blind grinning optimism and utter cataclysmic despair. That’s where Therapy? live and breathe, and it’s a damn fun place to visit.
Recommended Tracks: “Die Like A Motherfucker”, “Long Distance”, “This Ship Is Sinking”


36. Future Of The Left – ‘Travels With Myself And Another’ (2009)
The second mclusky sequel act on this list, and one a lot closer in sound to the Welsh bile-rockers. More driven and less angular than their 2007 debut ‘Curses’, this record is pretty close to the feeling you get when a complete stranger comes to within two inches of your face and does an uninterrupted ten-second scream at the top of their lungs. While touching you inappropriately. A mixture of punky body-popping spasms and oddball keyboard-accentuated tics, one cannot completely ignore an album that contains a song confronting the dilemma that Satanists face when trying to get decent babysitting for their nights of wild devil-worship. ‘Travels With Myself And Another’ leaves you giggling in a worryingly high pitch, banging your head violently and wrinkling your forehead in disgust at the same time. That’s a good night out by anyone’s standards.
Recommended Tracks: “Arming Eritrea”, “Throwing Bricks At Trains”, “You Need Satan More Than He Needs You”


35. Rammstein – ‘Mutter’ (2001)
‘Mutter’ saw Rammstein expand the operatic bombast of their definitive Neue Deutsche Härte to defy the usual boundaries of English-speaking metal/rivetheads worldwide and deliver a breakout release that capitalised on the increased success of previous album ‘Sehnsucht’ to plant them – sweating, dirty and immolated – front and centre on the world stage of heavy music. It’s a tribute to their ability to spot-weld punishing riffs, stomping drums and booming vocals together, and this is displayed in fine form on this LP. It picks up the raw phosphorescent energy of Rammstein on stage and flings it at the listener, pounding its fists firmly into its chest before barking a single Teutonic command at you for which there is no safeword. To this day, I cannot think of a single other rock/metal act singing in a non-English language who can fill a dancefloor or a stadium in the English-speaking world. In itself that is wretched, but it also shows just how damn good Rammstein are at what they do.
Recommended Tracks: “Mein Herz Brennt”, “Sonne”, “Ich Will”


34. System Of A Down – ‘Toxicity’ (2001)
I still can’t quite believe that music as interesting and vital as System Of A Down actually broke through to the alternative mainstream, but with ‘Toxicity’ they did just that – exposing millions to their epileptic Armenian metal grind. It builds on the Middle Eastern-flavoured political thrust of their debut while packing in as many hook-laden riffs and quirky vocal freakouts as possible. It’s also head and shoulders above everything the band have released since, with their second best from this decade being a collection of songs stripped out of the ‘Toxicity’ sessions. There are slight reference points throughout the LP to link into the sounds of other bands (the angularity of Fugazi, the precision of Helmet) but really System Of A Down stand on their own as a sub-genre of one. For a band as popular as they are, that is almost unheard of.
Recommended Tracks: “Prison Song”, “Needles”, “Jet Pilot”


33. Million Dead – ‘A Song To Ruin’ (2003)
Nowadays vocalist Frank Turner is much more well-known for his solo work, but in the early 2000s he fronted melodic garage punkers Million Dead – political commentary equally sang and screamed over the top of crackling riffs and a measured rhythm section. Far superior to the concluding release that followed in 2005, ‘A Song To Ruin’ is a raw and blistering mix of the abstract and physical. Squirming with youthful frustration and quashed rebellion, it’s surprising how listening to this in 2011 makes no difference to listening to it at the time of release. The vitriol and energy is still apt, still honest and still damaging. Good for Million Dead, bad for how little we have progressed.
Recommended Tracks: “Pornography For Cowards”, “Charlie & The Propaganda Myth Machine”, “A Song To Ruin”


32. Deftones – ‘Deftones’ (2003)
Deftones had long left behind their completely inaccurate labelling of ‘nu-metal’ by the time this record hit the shelves, but if anyone had any remote doubts left then a mix of crushingly heavy guitars and sublimely ethereal shoegazing was sure to do the trick. Chino Moreno’s vocals are far from the only appeal of Deftones, but they truly excel here. At times a ragged stream-of-consciousness croon, at others a gutwrenching scream of loving and sinful anguish. The guitars, bass and soundscapes all wash over the percussion and vocals like a multi-coloured glistening tide that leaves you gasping for air, stranded in some beautiful alien land. This eponymous release faced stiff competition from 2010’s return to form ‘Diamond Eyes’, but in the end this is the more solid and consistent release.
Recommended Tracks: “Minerva”, “Good Morning Beautiful”, “When Girls Telephone Boys”


31. VNV Nation – ‘Futureperfect’ (2002)
Kings of the futurepop genre, Anglo-Irish duo VNV Nation have spent most of the last ten years meandering through electroclash and EBM with only one foot placed in their glory days. That’s not to say they have dwindled in popularity or record sales – I am sure the opposite is true – but it feels like the last truly fresh and necessary release they made was ‘Futureperfect’. It carries the counter-Imperialistic mix of classical and electronic influences that catapulted them into such a striking but divisive position amongst electroheads worldwide. There are storming dancefloor monsters alongside softer, twinkling creatures of dust and starlight. What marks this album out beyond others of the genre is how well these styles are blended together into a coherent whole by the lyrical themes and performance of Ronan Harris.
Recommended Tracks: “Epicentre”, “Electronaut”, “Beloved”

Monday, 29 November 2010

Gig Review: Deftones @ Leeds O2 Academy


I know I'm not the only person noticing the rocketing numbers of ill-behaved twats attending gigs in the UK over the past few years. I think it's a symptom of the growing popularity of live music, coupled with the revitalised exposure to new genres and acts that the internet has dragged screaming with it into the 21st century. These are of course both positive developments, but a side effect seems to be that shows are increasingly populated by mouthbreathing bellends with little to no idea of how to enjoy themselves without inconveniencing others. The time has probably come for the more sensible and diligent among us to act on this. I suggest perhaps bringing along a fire axe and plastic coveralls to future events, and laying about yourself wildly whilst shrieking incoherent noises, tears of joy streaming down your face. Don't worry about the possibility of hitting other innocent gig-goers. They will understand and respect the part their maiming played in improving the live music experience for everyone.
As you may be able to tell, the crowd at this gig was not a shining example of gentlemanly conduct. But frankly, I don't want them to colour this piece. Not least because they inspired me to construct another article, which will be stomping and thrashing over the horizon soon.
Coheed And Cambria are a bit of an odd choice for a support band on this tour. Partly because they have a very different style of music to the headliners (though both acts are more or less unique, which I suppose is a uniting factor) and partly because they are quite possibly popular enough to fill the venue by themselves. And there is certainly no lack of fans out for them tonight, which makes it a bit of a shame that their set comes across a little bit lacklustre. From previous gigs I am well aware that their brand of prog-pop-punk can be both captivating and vital in a live arena, but a subdued performance and a slightly uninspiring setlist combine to produce a support slot that was functional rather than inspiring. Still, a rousing rendition of “World Of Lines” near the set's conclusion proved that their recent LP 'Year Of The Black Rainbow' can provide the goods on stage as well as on plastic.
Earlier that day I had come to the realisation that I was actually looking forward to Coheed And Cambria a great deal more than Deftones, mostly based on my history with them live. C&C had blown me away a couple of times, and the only time I have managed to catch Deftones they had been fairly average and distinctly lacking energy.
So given that I found Coheed And Cambria a bit disappointing, it was deliciously surprising that Deftones steamrollered their way onto the stage like conquering heroes. I can confidently say that I have never experienced such a transition in quality and energy from one tour to the next. Chino Moreno spent almost the entire length of a satisfyingly long set dashing and leaping from one end of the stage to the next, occasionally perching himself on blocks at the front to survey his kingdom. Vocally he was astonishing, swinging between breathless crooning and gut-wrenching screams with no loss of clarity in either. The rest of the band provided solid blocks of motion, playing with a static intensity that was next to album-perfect. Last time I saw these guys they were a muddy mess of sound with an almost total lack of motion that was only lifted into the realms of acceptable viewing by the distinctive beauty of the material and the workmanlike sense of cracking on with another night's touring. The change was jawdropping.
The set was mostly comprised of segments of material performed back-to-back from one album at a time – a formula which has the potential to go very wrong but somehow came together despite the somewhat disparate nature of the Deftones' back catalogue. “Rocket Skates” kicked off the proceedings, a bleeding strike to the belly before they kicked into an amazing sequence from 1997's classic 'Around The Fur' – the title track itself, “My Own Summer”, “Be Quiet And Drive”, “Lotion” – all blistering and raw. Material from latest album 'Diamond Eyes' acquitted itself wonderfully and proved just as popular with the crowd as the older tunes. The only album missing from the rotation was 2006’s ‘Saturday Night Wrist’ , which was fine by me since I consider it to be by far their weakest release. A closing double blast came in the form of “Engine No.9” and “7 Words”, both of which sent the venue into paroxysms of violent ecstasy.
I'll draw this to a close before my prose becomes any more purple. As a band I think they can be rightfully proud of a renewed fire in their belly, both in the studio and on the road. I can't help but wonder how much of this renewed energy has come from an immediacy brought about by the tragedy of bassist Chi Cheng's accident and ensuing coma, which he has sadly not emerged from as yet. If so, they are taking an extremely bad hand life has dealt them and turning it into a royal flush.