As our inception post of Sound'a'Roundus, I present to you 13 albums deemed the greatest by Christopher Bollweg of the blog Recycled Hot Air. The albums are in chronological order and each cap off with a Youtube link of his favorite track off the album. Chris has a long resume of musical projects, from industrial (CiRCLE No. 5) to punk (Not Will Porter) to showtunes (A Screaming Comes Across the Sky), all of which can find their beginnings in these 13 records. In retrospect I should've fashioned this like an interview, but it's too late this time...
1. Miles Davis - Kind of Blue (1959)
I've always, "liked jazz", as
much as the next American who doesn't knee jerk say it sucks on
principle. When I joined Jazz Band in high school, I didn't know shit
for shit about jazz music except Kenny G tried to claim he made it, I
just wanted an easy A for playing bass. A friend passed me off a
vinyl dubbed cassette of this album and it was one of the first times
I listened to an album. I don't mean putting on some music and simply
enjoying, I mean the only activity I was doing was listening to Miles
and crew belt out some bluesy jazz.
This is an easy choice due in part to
its broad acceptance as one of the greatest recordings of all time,
Jazz or otherwise. While 'So What' is often pointed to for a shining
track, I've always been partial to 'All Blues'. It's the type of song
that's seen pain and knows it's coming back around again. I can
identify with that.
The Velvet Underground - The Velvet
Underground & Nico (1967)
Everything that can ever be considered
a splinter/sub/subsub genre of Punk, Alternative and Indie Rock music
can be traced back to this album. Anyone who made a CBGB's band had
this album. Michael Stipe, Stephen Malkmus, and Kim Deal all have
this album. The Velvet Underground's first album could be a greatest
hits album if they ever got any air play. Instead, the distorted
beauty of this avant garde, out of tune, pop rock disaster went on to
infect the minds of a bunch of disenfranchised youth with nothing to
do but sit inside and make a bunch of loud noise of their own. The
Velvet Underground + Nico is so good because it's four junkies and a German model junkie that recorded such a complex album that makes the
listener think they can do the same thing.
The Beatles hid behind their personas
and invented tales of other people who went and played about in rock
& roll music land while they were getting high on 'cid. Lou Reed
sold his ass for a gram of smack before playing a show to twelve
transvestites and wrote his next album about it. The Velvet
Underground were The Beatles of the heroin art chic of NYC's gutters
while all the hippies were moving to San Fran to smoke pot and fuck
each other till world peace happened. You don't listen to ...& Nico to
escape, you listen to ...& Nico to feel.
Led Zeppelin - Houses of the Holy
(1973)
Led Zeppelin is the greatest rock band
ever and Houses of the Holy is their best album. Following that
logic, that would make Houses of the Holy the greatest rock album
ever, which is objectively true. Houses of the Holy is so amazing,
even Spider-Man feels inadequate around it.
On HotH, Zeppelin plays with genres
like toys, bending them to their will. Even 'The Crunge's' foray into
funk makes itself fun as the bridge it keeps on trying to find from
the jangled folk hard rock of 'Over the Hills and Far Away' into the
slinking boogie of 'Dancing Days'. 'No Quarter's dark psychedelia
always reminds me of coming down from ecstasy only to be ramped into
'The Ocean', which has the greatest guitar riff ever written. Houses
of the Holy from start to finish is satisfying and just so, damn,
good. Unfortunately, IV will probably continue to outshine it
for a good long while simply on the weight of Stairway, but whatever.
Metallica - Master of Puppets (1986)
Master of Puppets was the first time I
had ever heard Metallica. Sure, my folks loved Sabbath and Zeppelin,
but that was 70's dinosaur rock. It was 1986 and it was time for a
musical revolution, baby! Not even being school age yet, I didn't
know jack about music. I picked up my 14 year old uncle's Walkman and
examined the case of the loaded cassette. The cover was a field of
unmarked tombstones beneath an ominous red sky and a pair of hands
descending upon them to pull their strings. Instead of being
repulsed, I hit play in the middle of 'Damage Inc.' and was blown
away. It was turned up loud during the, "We chew and spit you
out! *jiggajuggaWAH* We laugh you scream and shout! *jiggajuggaWAH*,"
part and I was never the same after that. Metallica is woven into my childhood in
the same way that Star Wars is and Master of Puppets is my Empire
Strikes Back.
Everything about this album is so dark
and heavy. While Ride the Lightning pushed the limits of their speed
metal attack, when they slowed it down for jams like 'The Thing that
Should Not Be', 'Leper and 'Welcome Home (Sanitarium)' Metallica
showed that it didn't matter what their tempo was, they could still
melt your face off with a cannon blast of metal up your ass. Cliff
Burton's thundering bass gallop, James Hetfield's lyrics about
eldritch abominations and how the rich wage war, Lars doing more than
sloppy double bass and Kirk Hammit's furious shredding came together
to make the album that cemented Cliff in the echelon's of Heavy Metal
Mythology before his death on this album's tour. May guitar stores
ring with the opening riff of 'Master of Puppets' to the chagrin of
their clerks forever!
Pixies - Doolittle (1989)
You know those albums where it can come
on at random and you think to yourself, "oh, I'll change it when
a bad song comes on," and you end up listening to the album at
least three times? That's Doolittle. From the opening bass of
'Debaser' to 'Gouge Away's' fade out there is not a bad note in it.
Doolittle is one of the few albums I would describe as perfect.
Everyone making rock music these days who doesn't steal from The
Velvet Underground is stealing from the Pixies. Doolittle is to
modern rock as Alan Moore's Watchmen is to modern storytelling. It's
a watershed moment where everyone who was influenced by it has
already had their generation with it, its revival and now the album's
impact has been woven into the fabric of the cultural memoriate.
Start-stop/loud quiet loud dynamics have existed at least since the
17th century, but David Lovering dropped some sweet backbeats to the
same methods in 1989. 23 years later, Doolittle sounds just as fresh
and new as the day it was released.
Wu-Tang Clan - Enter the Wu-Tang (36
Chambers) (1993)
I'm from LA, I grew up steeped in
G-Funk, I was in a Gangsta Rock band that venerated the collected
works of N.W.A. and its crew. Dr. Dre is who I go to when I have
Chronic pain. But beat surgeon or no, if there's one album that
stands head and shoulders over every Hip Hop album to this day, it's
those cuts from the RZA, tha RaZoR.
Tha Wu-Tang Clan truly ain't nuthin' ta
fuck wit on this raw and dirty album straight from the slums of Shao
Lin. The Wu-Tangs three most deadly weapons lie in RZA's hard jazz
beats (versus Dre's smoothed out West Coast funk style), Old Dirty
Bastard (who answers the question, 'what does it sound like to rap on
crack?') who ain't got no father to his style and a whole lotta
illegitimate children trying to claim his lineage, and M-E-T-H-O-D
Man with his street smart rhymes that are a playful counterbalance
with just a little hint of that hard ass motherfucker hiding behind
those bloodshot eyes. Even with those three, you can't forget Raekwon
the Chef, by far the most solid of the Wu, cooking up something in
most of the tracks on Enter the Wu-Tang.
The world of Wu-Tang is dark, scary and
surreal. They dare you to try and keep up with them, Word-Fuing up a
lyrical body count unheard of on the streets of Compton. Chronic 2001
set up the paradigm for party rap from 1999-2009, Wu-Tang set up the
paradigm for everything else back in '93. If N.W.A. is the Beatles of
hip hop (and they totally are) then Wu is The Velvet Underground.
The Smashing Pumpkins - Mellon Collie
and the Infinite Sadness (1995)
Billy Corgan is many things, and
incredibly talented is one of them. Mellon Collie was the first CD I
ever owned. I bought this double album it for 25 bucks, when CD's
were $11.99-$14.99, at Tower Records. I've listened to this album
more than any other, and have dissected, ignored, loved, hated and
felt every other emotion that a person can feel because of a silly
piece of music all because of this album. People joke about wearing
out cassette heads and needles or tapes and vinyl from playing a
single album too much. I did that with this CD. I played it so much
that both discs were scratched to hell from travel and play.
Mellon Collie is the final summation of
the first half of the 90's. A large sweeping opera that tells the
story of disenfranchised struggle that no one wants to listen to
because we're all living it. It's that beautiful baton handing off
point from extended adolescence to adulthood, or in Smashing Pumpkins
musical sound, teen angst to bald angst. Released in '95, a year
after Cobain's death, everyone's album had a sombre tone to it that
year. At least there's points of ecstasy mingled in with all those
sexually frustrated teenage songs.
Fun fact: The alternate vinyl track
listing makes it more of a cyclical story beginning en media res.
The Flaming Lips - Zaireeka (1997)
I just set up two computers, an iPod,
an Xbox and busted out with a fine bowl of sensory enhancement and
decided to listen to this masterwork as I write this article.
Zaireeka is a Four disc album born from what's been dubbed 'The
Parking Lot Experiments' in Flaming Lips canonical lore.
Basically, band leader Wayne Coyne recorded a bunch of music onto
cassettes, got 100 people together in their cars in a parking garage
and conducted each person when to play their tape. This blew Mr.
Coyne's mind and it pained him that traditional audio as we knew it
in 1996 was inefficient to capture the massiveness of sound as it
should be.
What The Flaming Lips produced was four
CD's each with a section of the full album on it. Each song's
instrumentation and arrangement was sectioned off and spread to be
simultaneously played on four separate sound systems simultaneously
to hear the album as it should. The reality behind this being that no
two sources will ever be in sync, so each disc/medium has some drift
and every playing is different. You can listen to each song in any
combination you like and the combinations of effect are limitless as
everything in the environment and the listener effects the event.
Now the important part, because of the
experimental nature of the songs, it's allowed the Flaming Lips to
craft some of the most powerful sonic expressions in the career of
the band. This album is the literal representation of its title's
meaning–a melding of anarchy and genius. Words really do fail to
describe what it's like to experience listening to the album as
intended, it's very akin to a
meditation/effervescence/psychedelic/orgasm experience. People have
come to deep understandings about themselves in front of my eyes
while listening to this album. If that's not what music is all about,
I don't know what is.
I'm so glad that The Flaming Lips are
the Pink Floyd of my generation (and as such, why there's no Pink
Floyd represented on this list except the specters of their
influence.)
Nine Inch Nails - The Fragile (1999)
This is what it sounds like to fall
apart. Pink Floyd's The Wall was a world of cold isolation of the
world beating its way inwards. This is what happens after you go
'Outside The Wall'. The world is harsh, over expectant and doesn't
give a shit about your latest tragedy because you're a rock star so
you should be grateful as you laugh on the way to the bank.
The Fragile sprawls two discs on its
journey to nowhere. Held together by two intertwining musical themes,
The Fragile explores nothing cheery. Tainted sex, death, suicide,
failure of self-actualization, loss of hope/friends/family,
frustration, and stagnation all rear their heads through instrument
and voice. Trent Reznor's meticulous production adds a claustrophobic
feeling to densely packed songs such as 'Somewhat Damaged', 'No You
Don't', and 'Complication' while the sparseness of 'The Frail', 'Even
Deeper', and 'I'm Looking Forward to Joining You Finally' makes you
wish there was anything to hide behind.
The Fragile is not a party album, it's
a headphones album. Another album where something new can be
discovered with every listen, where instead of a cluster of
verse/chorus/verse Industrial Rock songs you get two hours of
textures laid upon textures upon song components. Still heavy and in
your face while on the next track you end up in a room with no
windows and something breathing a quiet breakdown into your ear. It
welcomes you 'Somewhat Damaged' and leaves you 'Ripe (With Decay)'.
Daft Punk - Discovery (2001)
Two robots from France made an awesome dance record back in the beginning of the Millennium. It was part
story, part party album and all grooving. As a straight up House
album, it falls flat and that's why it's great. Daft Punk already
proved they can make a standard EDM album with Homework. With
Discovery, it asks the listener to approach it with a childlike sense
of wonder, to step out of your zone of cool. 'One More Time' could be
an embarrassing song to be caught listening to if it didn't make
everyone want to jump up and move till sweat's beading all over your
skin. 'Something About Us' is a tender love ballad that wouldn't be
out of place in a porn movie. Sampling 'Harder, Better, Faster,
Stronger' made Kanye West seem relevant after the world got bored of
Late Registration.
Every song on this album has been, can
be, and will continue to be dropped or reworked by DJ's around the
world. Discovery's scope is wide and pulls you along for the ride
before you even realize it's been an hour and 'Too Long' has been
going on for "too long" (after all, you felt it after the
first few, "Can you feel it"'s).
Coupled with the DVD Anime Interstella
5555 it makes for a full audio/visual epic story about being a
hijacked Alien pop star. Worth the watch as well as a listen.
Explosions in the Sky - The Earth Is
Not A Cold Dead Place (2003)
If the world ever gets upset enough at
Texas to try and wipe it off the map, Explosions in the Sky would be
the only thing worth saving the state on this weight of this album
(sorry, Richard Linklater). 'First Breath After the Coma' opens the
series of 5 songs that never dip below 8 minutes in length, creating
a sweeping and fluid connection of music for 45 minutes. Explosions
In the Sky's post-rock offerings are always a full experience. They
don't just have series of songs, they write movements much in the
same vein as Richard Strauss' tone poems of the late 1800's.
Dynamically shifting from settled to storm, from liquid fluidity to
bombastic chop, chiming out with sustained harmonics and
unconventional instrument sounds from a standard rock band set up.
Each song is a long sprawling movement
of beauty, bringing smiles just as easily as tears of joy and sorrow.
It almost makes you believe that The Earth isn't a cold and dead
place just by virtue of this album being.
Queens of the Stone Age - Lullabies to
Paralyze (2005)
It's easy to paralyze yourself by
snapping your neck. It's easy to snap your neck by nodding your head
in agreement with how much this album fucking ROCKS. Queens of the
Stone Age has been an outlet for awesome hard rocking since their
debut and Lullabies to Paralyze is by far their best offering. Song
for song, especially in the context of the full album, very few other
albums can contend with how well written, produced and performed LtP
is.
Plunking out a pretty melody on a toy
piano, crooning in a gravely falsetto, carving out chunky low end
power chords to rattle your bong, then shredding a psychedelic solo
all in the space of the same song is the norm for this album. From
heady whisky blues soaked hard rock, to wailing guitars and staccato
groove metal, and even some fun little bits tossed in at the end to
round out the flavor, Lullabies to Paralyze keeps itself firmly
planted in greatest album territory.
Kinetic Stereokids - Kid Moves (2009)
This is the album I imagine the least
amount of people have heard and that's really fucking sad.
Kinetic Stereokids is a band that I'm
not sure is together anymore, but when they were they made some of
the most amazing music I've ever heard. Their mix of Alternative,
Rap, Folk, Electronic and Experimental forms of music meld together
in an odd melange. It's like if Beck didn't take himself so seriously
and did a Pet Sounds or Piper at the Gates of Dawn mash up cover album
while he was supposed to be writing Odelay. Or Animal Collective if
they had distortion pedals, turntables and less goofy lyrics.
Kid Moves is a schizophrenic mix of
complimentary conflicting genres. 'Have a Nice Day' stomps like a
southern Baptist church revival junk blues. 'Twisted Thoughts'
samples old personal development records on top of a trip-hop beat
and melancholy guitar leads with catchy lyrics laid on top. 'Assisted
Living' is an acoustic, high energy, power pop song that bleeds into
its partner track 'Convalescent Feelings', which turns the tempo on
its head and cranks the reverb up to 11 with the eerie chanting of
"Convalescent feelings take me away". Their second, rappin'
vocalist, takes the lead on tracks like the palm muted 'Proper
Etiquette' and psychedelic 'Drugs is a Drag' with the majority of the
vocals being a somewhat frail, sometimes warbled, but always aching
in its beauty.
Overall, Kid Moves is the most playful
and unpredictable of this list. Twelve songs of incredible
composition that is little like anything else that came before. In
the whole musically dark decade of the 00's, Kid Moves by Kinetic
Stereokids is a capper to the whole awful mess of new jacks smeared
in white foundation and running mascara that makes it all worth the
drollness of the mainstream music scene we had to share.
(This isn't actually the song Christopher picked, but 'Planes With Teeth' doesn't seem to be on Youtube.)
That's the list! Read it, learn something new, maybe find a new jam or two. Don't forget to follow Christopher at Recycled Hot Air! V for Vendetta coming soon!
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