The idea is to highlight an album that truly resonated with me. A personal classic. Or just a really great entry album. By that I mean, the record that brought me in to a band’s fold. And, then, their follow up. The sophomore. Slump? Brilliance? We’ll see.
Nightmare of You – Nightmare of You – 2005
A band I’m pretty sure you have never heard of. I was at the gym when a friend of mine stuck my earbuds into his iPod and made me listen. One song in and I was hooked. I picked up the eponymous debut album at Amoeba that day and, I gotta tell ya: this album is 5 years old and has never, ever left my iPod. In some playlist or other I have this record. Why is it so good?
First off, there are tremendous hooks. “The Days Go By So Slow”, “Dear Scene, I Wish I Were Deaf”, these are two epic, hook-laden, retro-80s, lush emo rock songs, deceptively steeped in 50s songcraft. The way singer Brandon Reilly wraps his throat around wordplay and rhyme schemes of, say, Thumbelina, only add to the catchiness of the songs.
The album is relentless in it’s pop-hook assault. The electro-nightclubbing Simple Minds-esque “My Name is Trouble” and quasi-college Indie “Why Am I Always Right?’, the brilliant “I Want to Be Buried in Your Backyard”, paint vivid pictures of desperation, loss, death, love and all of them make you want to lower the top and sing along on a coast drive.
Does it stop?
Nope.
The skiffle pop of “Ode to Seratonin”.
The faux-country of “Marry Me”.
The urgent “In the Bathroom is Where I Want You”.
The driving “The Studded Cinctures”.
It’s amazing that every single song on this album is great. It’s like a best of record by a band you’ve never heard of but wish you did so you could collect all the rest of their colection. Except that this is the debut.
Closing on the french cabaret inspired, “Heaven Runs on Oil”, well, if you can’t tell, I think this album is an unknown classic.
Grade A+
A Side: The Days Go By So Slow, Dear Scene, I Wish I Were Deaf, I Want to Be Buried in Your Backyard
BlindSide: Everything Else.
Downside: Nothing.
Septenary
In between this album and this year there was a brief, forgettable ep called “Bang”. I have it. I don’t care for it.
But a few weeks ago I got a tweet from NoY that their new album was out. I downloaded it from iTunes immediately.
It’s called…
Nightmare of You – Infomaniac – 2009
Starting off with “Good Morning, Waster” I think we’re on an interesting ride but, I got the sense that something was wrong. Now, I often give a cursory listen to a second record and dismiss it as not as good as the first, because I’m an impatient a-hole and I want immediate gratification. But this song sounds like a leftover b-side from the first record. It feels like Reilly is trying to sell the tunes through vocal gymnastics, like they all know nothing is really as good as that first record. It’s a mellow place to open things with and bleeds into the simplistic “Eustacia Vye” that feels like, gulp, a Panic at the Disco track. A little too Beatles-y for my taste.
The lazy-versed and catchy-chorused, “I think I’m Getting Older” smells of “first single” but it’s really obnoxious. What I hate most is that I am singing along even though I know that this is not a great tune.
The first sign that the band hasn’t lost all songwriting prowess comes on “Someday, but not Today”, which steals heavily from mellow 70s AM radio top 40. It builds to a nice chorus that I can’t help but sing along to. It pairs, weirdly, with the retro-70s stuff My Morning Jacket tried earlier this year.
The 50s songcrafting is back on “Hey, Sweetheart” and that’s a welcome sign.
But the more troubling things come just after.
“Experimental Bed” should really read as “Experimental Bed of Music that we are not really up to.”
“Amsterdam” is just bad but–
“Gavi”. Gavi sucks. I assume they are writing from the perspective of a self-serving, indignant, unctuous swinger but the lyrics are so poor and forced that it’s almost as embarrassing as its subject matter. In fact, it’s really the worst thing this band has committed to…what do we call it now that vinyl is dead, anyway?
The album rights itself, slightly, with “Tell Me When its Over”, a song that would fit well into their calssic, hooky, canon. And “Pair of Blue Eyes” and “Please Don’t Answer me” are terrificly classic NoY. But they can’t save the record.
The last track, “Goodnight, Devil” bookends the album. It wears its adoration of Pink Floyd’s the Wall on its sleeve but, even so, that’s light years better than most of this record.
Too bad. I was really hoping that this follow up would be as terrific as the first. It’s not. It’s not awful, but it falls many stories from the debut’s heights.
Grade C-
A Side: Someday but Not Today, Tell Me When It’s Over, Goodnight Devil
BlindSide: Eustacia Vye, Please Don’t Answer Me, I think I’m getting Older
DownSide: Gavi, Experimental Bed
