Archive for July, 2010

Marc Leclair – Musique Pour 3 Femmes Enceintes

July 14, 2010

An absolute and understated classic from Marc Leclair, “Musique Pour 3 Femmes Enceintes” was released in 2005. Leclair is probably best known for his work as tech-house wizard Akufen, but with “Musique” he tapped into something special, and overall it exceeds his work under the Akufen moniker, because it’s much broader in scope and so much more subtle in execution. Yes, I love “My Way”, and when I first saw Akufen play in Detroit in 2002 with Luciano and Dandy Jack at The Works, I thought I’d witnessed the future of techno music. I remember smiling and dancing non-stop and being proud that he was representing Canada and MTL, the city I would move to a year later. And for awhile, Akufen was indeed the shit — his tracks were meticulously produced, uber-groovy, and they bumped hard and heavy — but he was never able to match the grandeur and finesse of “My Way”. His releases afterwards fell flat or felt samey in comparison.

Yet with “Musique Pour 3 Femmes Enceintes” he tapped into a whole new vibe. Leclair seamlessly meshed the ambient with the minimal, and the organic with the digital to smashing effect, and tossed in the conceptual aspect of his wife’s (and 2 friends) pregnancy to go along with it. The album features nine tracks, one for each month and begins almost clinically with “1er jour”, a collaboration with Rechenzentrum featuring very dark and digital programming, presumably signifying the child’s conception. By “64e jour”, the album begins to warm up, with organic ambience and Steve Reich inspired piano patterns. The next two tracks feature the sounds of water, rain, thunder, and begin to slowly open — as if he’s trying to recreate the experience of the nascent child growing in the womb. By “150er jour”, Leclair’s aesthetic palette expands exponentially, adding in guitars, loops, glitched beats, and by the end of the track a soft rolling 4/4 beat.

The album slowly unfolds and evolves from quiet minimal ambience to full on Akufen-inflected tech house by the album’s last track, “236e jour”. The baby is being born, it’s amazing and joyous, and you can’t help but wanna get up and dance. Throughout, Leclair’s knack for production is flawless, and as an album its flow is perfect in execution. I have fallen asleep countless times to this album, but I have also put it on many times as the precursor to a great night out. “Musique Pour 3 Femmes Enceintes” is truly a fantastic electronic album and one that needs to be listened to by more people. It’s never too late to check it.

Peace.

Big Boi is Bizack

July 8, 2010

Underrated half of Outkast, BIG BOI, oh so finally releases his first proper debut album under his own name: “Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty”. Those who know me, know that I can freestyle practically the whole of the Kast’s discography (the number of nights spent driving around aimlessly in my old Ford Tempo bumping “ATLiens” and “Aquemini” would truly be embarassing to admit). Suffice to say, I heart the big time. So I was stoked for the long awaited release of his solo album, and although I can’t help but wish Dre could be there with Daddy Fat Sax to drop a few lines, I am still totally digging it. Big Boi sounds as fresh as ever and the production is amazing.

More notes on the album to follow…

Beach Fossils – Beach Fossils (Captured Tracks)

July 6, 2010

This just in: yet another up and coming band quietly explodes out of the over-saturated borough of Brooklyn, but instead of having “wolf” in their name, they opt for “beach” instead.

I can only imagine that Brooklyn has the highest concentration of hipster douche bags in the entire world. I bet there are more tattoos, bicycles, deck shoes, moustaches, and “bands” in Brooklyn than in all of Western Canada. It must be a seriously disgusting sight. As if VICE Magazine created a hipster machine and it overheated and exploded, barfing out fey dudes in skinny jeans by the thousands, and lovely, distracted and disinterested girls, all of them smoking cigarettes and talking about Godard or Palanhiuk or something useless like that.

Nevertheless, young band Beach Fossils have emerged out of the hipster muck and crafted a beautiful self-titled debut album, that effortlessly plays out as a soundtrack to your summer. Comparing them to the xx seems a bit of a stretch, but just as the xx’s debut was the soundtrack to the grey days of last summer, Beach Fossils’ debut plays out as a pristine pop album for your pool party on a sunny day. There’s a bit of a surf rock feel, a bit of indie rock, Halifax pop, and a touch of Joy Division, making it an incredibly easy and fun record to listen to. That said, it breaks no new ground or boundary, but it’s a definitive grower of an album and comes highly recommended for a day at the beach or with a few drinks round the campfire.

Catch them in the U.S. and Canada on tour with Warpaint and Javelin in July and August. For those of you in Toronto, don’t miss their show at Wrongbar on August 11th. I’ll be the dude wearing an American Apparel t-shirt with a moustache in the front row.

Peace.