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Post by smithcorey on Jul 8, 2005 2:20:16 GMT -5
hey
just wondering if anyone has seen posters or anything for the realse of la foret NEXT TUESDAY. woo!
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Post by lysine on Jul 9, 2005 17:54:46 GMT -5
theres a poster at a record store called Ozone3 in portland oregon and i already claimed it for when they take it down.
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Post by smithcorey on Jul 9, 2005 22:40:57 GMT -5
oh no you didn't, i did!
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Lincoln Money Shot 4 President
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Post by Lincoln Money Shot 4 President on Jul 11, 2005 12:08:39 GMT -5
Legitimacy, bitches! From today's New York Times:
La Forêt Xiu Xiu
Willie Nelson can come up with radical phrasing effortlessly, but other people, like Jamie Stewart from the Seattle band Xiu Xiu, have to work harder at it.
Over the last five years, Xiu Xiu has come to make an utterly original mixture of home-studio goth-pop, confessional singer-songwriter outpourings and chamber music. Mr. Stewart, the band's singer, guitarist and songwriter, locates the most fragile and overwrought position he can find within himself - some combination of a mortified whisper, a sob and a scream - and starts from there. On much of "La Forêt" (5 Rue Christine), the band's fourth album, he sounds close to hyperventilating. No question, it's not for everyone; it's both fey and aggressive. But it's quite real.
Where he (and the listener) can touch down in the familiar is in a kind of 80's goth-pop - a Bauhaus-like sound, with cheap-sounding, reverberant electronic percussion and keyboards. Sometimes the band incorporates this into noisy collage work; Mr. Stewart has a sharp, practical and imaginative ear for texture. But on "La Forêt," where Xiu Xiu really turns it on and becomes extraordinary - and in a more delicate and musical way than before - are in the quietest songs, with only Mr. Stewart's voice and acoustic guitar, singing bits of surreally sexualized poetry, and sometimes sparely written arrangements for cello and vibraphone and piano. "We closed our lips/ and we called it our love," he sings in "Clover." "Swallowed a clover made of lead/ It's unmanageable to just keep on living/ Please, please, please don't, don't, don't walk like my single hope." It's all an act of supreme control.
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Post by dr. strangelove on Jul 11, 2005 16:32:22 GMT -5
it's both fey and aggressive. reading this at work, i almost laughed out loud at this description... of course, it's perfect... come to think of it, i'm stealing it... think i have a new signature...
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Post by tyler on Jul 13, 2005 12:42:57 GMT -5
there's been some press in
tiny mix tapes. pitchfork. pop matters and a shitload of other zines.
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Post by nhennies on Jul 13, 2005 14:06:03 GMT -5
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Post by SINISTER FUNKHOUSE on Jul 13, 2005 23:35:28 GMT -5
i liked that review a lot. well done!
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Post by nhennies on Jul 14, 2005 14:28:41 GMT -5
thanks!
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