Monday, April 15, 2024

“Nagoro” by Supercaan – A Song Feature

 

      The vocals in “Nagoro” possess a charisma that pulls the listener into the emotion of the song, regardless of any attempt to understand the lyrics or grasp any meaning. Simultaneously, the instrumentation offers another compelling element, adding to the allure of the single by Supercaan. Interestingly the song features a vitality profile that is the reverse of the Japanese village from which it borrows its name. “Nagoro” establishes energy expectations during most of the track, then exceeds those expectations beginning at 2:48. In contrast, the Japanese village is characterized by realistic scarecrows that represent former residents, many of whom left to find work elsewhere.
 
     Supercaan posted an interesting explanation of the song:
  Nagoro shares its name with an eerie rural Japanese village where faded handmade scarecrow dolls have replaced a population drawn to the brighter lights of the cities. “I saw that village as a metaphor for the cost of progress,” says lyricist Tom Whitfield. “The tiger represents the creeping threat of modernisation and the sense that our place in the world is fragile.” The track is built around skittering glitchy drums and anthemic indie guitar, and takes is structure from techno with an extended drop.
 
     Supercaan released its second album, “A Tiger Walks The Streets,” with “Nagoro” among its 10 tracks. Other than the two instrumental songs, each song offers lyrical intelligence and social insight. The band does not shy away from exploring political and social topics. The album is “about the things you look at in society, things that worry us about bringing kids up in this world, and what we are leaving behind for future generations.” It is an album that will remain interesting over time, since the song touch upon many topics, including the death of a bandmate (“Everything Collapses”).
 
     The members of Supercaan are Greg Milner (vocals), Tom Whitfield (synth, lyrics), Stuart White (drums), Justin Januszewski (bass) and Ralph Frost (guitar). The band is based in Birmingham, UK, but the members are from London, Birmingham, North Shields and Denbighshire, Wales. They refer to producer Simon Weaver as a sixth member.
 
     “Nagoro” by Supercaan
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Thursday, April 11, 2024

“See Ya Next Time” by Zach Bailey – A Song Feature

 

     Zach Bailey showcases his refined brand of sophisticated Pop Rock with his latest release, "See Ya Next Time," a heartfelt breakup recovery declaration. The Rock sensibilities are best displayed during the guitar-driven bridge that begins just before the two-minute mark. The sophistication permeates the entire track, with a standout moment occurring around 2:21, when the vocal processing sometimes carries an ethereal beauty reminiscent of monks delivering a Gregorian Chant.
 
     Still, “See Ya Next Time” is best characterized by its energy and the vocal range of Zach Bailey. The song is an Alternative Pop Rock tune about looking towards the future optimistically after a recent breakup. The lyrics, which paint a poetic picture of the relationship, are included at the bottom of this post.
 
     Bailey is originally from Kansas, but he is now based in Los Angeles. The credits of “See Ya Next Time” list Bailey as the songwriter and performer. The lead guitar is from Justin Cohn, while Nathan Pence contributes the bass. Bailey's plan is to continue to write, record, and collaborate with fellow writers, producers, and musicians. 
 
     “See Ya Next Time” by Zach Bailey

Lyrics of “See Ya Next Time” by Zach Bailey
Darling, the flowers you left me
Aren’t dead yet
I like how they remind me
Of something different
 
‘Cause that’s what you told me
Before we said goodbye
Now I’m done crying
Cause maybe you were right
 
What if you said:
Not now,
Maybe in a year or five
I’ve got some growing I oughta do with my life
You’ve got your dreams
And I’ve got mine
I hope it’s not farewell
It’s see you next time
 
I know we weren’t perfect
But gosh darn we tried
To keep the fire going
But what’s burned wouldn’t light
 
Now I’ve been in the darkness
Since you left
I feel a spark yearning
In my chest
 
What if you said:
Not now,
Maybe in a year or five
I’ve got some growing I oughta do with my life
You’ve got your dreams
And I’ve got mine
I hope it’s not farewell
It’s see you next time
 
Though this chapter has ended of our love story
Where we ride into the distance separately
I’ll think about you often in golden memories
See you in a year, or twenty…
 
What if we weren’t meant for:
Right now,
Maybe in a year or five
I’ve got some growing I oughta do with my life
You’ve got your dreams
And I’ve got mine
I hope it’s not farewell
 
What if you said:
Not now,
Maybe in a year or five
I’ve got some growing I oughta do with my life
You’ve got your dreams
And I’ve got mine
I hope it’s not farewell
It’s see you next time

Thursday, April 4, 2024

Featuring Attitude – Slow Fiction, Burning Jacobs Ladder, and Dog Race

       This post features three songs in which attitudes and emotions are “worn on the sleeve.”
     “Monday” carries the appeal that drew us to Savages, the Post-Punk band fronted by Jehnny Beth. Savages are no longer together, but we will take “Monday” over the potential of anything new. The lyrics are fast paced and intelligent. The percussion is skillful and the vocals are committed to the message.
 
     Slow Fiction is based in New York, NY. The members are Julia Vassallo (vocals), Joseph Skimmons (guitar), Paul Knepple (guitar), Ryan Duffin (bass), and Akiva Henig (drums). “Monday” is one of five tracks that will be on their EP “Crush,” which will be released on May 24, 2024 via “So Young Records.

      “Monday” by Slow Fiction

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Lyrics of “Monday” by Slow Fiction
I am a subsidiary
of my own sadness
I’m hoping to find
some clarity, I think
about vintage videos
things that used to make me happy
my little socks with cowboy
hats, scary films & things like that
 
I am a subsidiary
of your daddy’s capitalism
your thoughts traded for pennies,
well they used to make me happy
you write your bodega lollipop tragedies
like my broken toe, on your skinned knee
 
It’s a Monday and
I’m going to find
some clarity cos
I can’t stand
this ordinary living
No I can’t stand my
fake inner peace
And I can’t stand
my bad energy
 
So get out
Get out
Get out
baby get out
while you can
make your plans
cause I can’t stand
my fake inner peace
 no I can’t stand
my bad energy
anymore
 
I am telescopic illusion
turning into fractions of myself
the meaning of joy is whenever you’re laughing
I was born in a pool of blood
I am a remnant of my youth
the meaning of time is whatever I make it
My love is an overflowing bag of laundry
My friends are the dust bunnies
in the corners of my bedroom,
sometimes I bite my lip
sometimes to taste the blood
 
Well, it’s a Monday and
I’m going to find
some clarity cos
I can’t stand
this ordinary living
No I can’t stand my fake inner peace
And I can’t stand my bad energy
 
So get out
Get out
Get out
baby get out
while you can
make your plans
cause I can’t stand
my fake inner peace
no I can’t stand
my bad energy
[Repeating]

      Australia-based Burning Jacobs Ladder is the project by multi-instrumentalist and songwriter Jake T. Johnson. While explaining “Deer In The Headlights,” he said:
     "The song is about the pressures of adolescence in the modern world. It’s having the weight on your shoulders to constantly feed a mortgage, rent, bills, cars, repairs... It’s how those pressures start taking priority over your aspirations and passions. I don’t think anyone is fully prepared on how to deal with these responsibilities until they hit you in the face."

     “Deer In The Headlights” by Burning Jacobs Ladder

 Lyrics of “Deer In The Headlights” by Burning Jacobs Ladder
Breath away you’ve seen the worst
Feel like I wanna run
Just breath it in the loss of worth
I’m a fool like I never was
 
Hold me closer now
I’m a deer in the headlights no way out
Hold me closer now
I’m a deer in the headlight no way out
 
Doubts they speak to shatter dreams
To a life slowly killing you
End the man to end the thoughts
No more ideology
 
Hold me closer now
I’m a deer in the headlights no way out
Hold me closer now
I’m a deer in the headlight no way out
 
Hold my hand
Every dawn I feel we should walk away
walk away I, I know we should run away
Leave the rats to play
 
Hold me closer now
I’m a deer in the headlights no way out
Hold me closer now
I’m a deer in the headlight no way out
     London five-piece Dog Race unleash their latest single 'It's The Squeeze', a cold-sweat invocation of modern anxieties and personal suffocation. The members are Katie Healy (vocals), Jed Finkelstein (drums), James Kelly (guitar), Will McNabb (bass), and Dillon Willis (synth).

     “It's The Squeeze” by Dog Race

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Bandcamp: https://dograceband.bandcamp.com/track/its-the-squeeze

Lyrics of “It's The Squeeze” by Dog Race
How many studies, have aided your dysfunction
I’m in pain over here, and I can’t get a dog’s attention
It's a mutual understanding, that your bluey takes the winning
And I must download a squeezy app, to cure my suffering
 
Oh no, he won’t leave me alone
I owe my life to him, it’s just the situation
If a park run makes me bleed and cry
Then why suggest a marathon
I call it alone time with fiber glass insulation
 
I know that it’s my fault, but then it’s not
But then it is, but then it’s not, but then it is again
 
It’s the squeeze, it’s not the love
It’s the squeeze, it’s not the love
 
A budding rose bush is bursting into season
European nightcrawlers are itching for a feeding
Sawflies haunt the rosa peace, they ponder what is destined
She wonders if she’ll ever breed or shortly follow nature
 
Oh no, he won’t leave me alone
I owe my life to him, but it's just the situation
If I wage a war with life, I’ll never make a parent
I call it alone time with pesticide chrysanthemum
 
I know that it’s my fault, but then it’s not
But then it is, but then it’s not, but then it is
But then it’s not, but then it is again
 
It’s the squeeze, it’s not the love
It’s the squeeze, it’s not the love
It’s the squeeze, it’s not the love
It’s the squeeze, it’s not the love
It's not the love [Repeating]