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  • #45 album of 2012 – High Hills in the Creaving Road by Mawwal

    #45 album of 2012 – High Hills in the Creaving Road by Mawwal

    Artist: Mawwal

    Album: High Hills in the Creaving Road

    My largest musical discovery of 2012 was songwriter/ band leader Jim Matus, long-ago Berklee composition student and guitar student of jazz great Pat Metheny. First, I discovered his three albums leading Paranoise, who began as a skronky, brassy,  angular New Wave band for Start mawwal_creaving_roada New Race, but evolved — here’s the relevant part — into making heavy, hypnotic World Music with tunings centered in the Afghanistan/ Pakistan region. Loud, distorted guitar rock was joined by string sections and tabla drums; by choral ideas swiped from Morocco and Bulgaria; by low didgeridoo drones. The results were equally suitable for dance music, trance music, or thoughtful headphone listening. If Paranoise’s Ishq were a 2012 release, it would be in my top ten. Though Paranoise has disbanded and Matus formed Mawwal instead, High Hills in the Creaving Road sounds far more to me like Paranoise than like anything else in my collection.

    Not that Central Asian musical ideas should be completely alien or exotic. The songs center on guitar/bass that wouldn’t sound out of place on Alice in Chains’s calmer records, or some of Richard Thompson’s albums where he’s really in the mood to show off his darkness and his guitar skills, or even Alanis Morissette’s Baba/ Can’t Not just-got-back-from-India phase. They also use Indian tabla and African talking drums for percussion and (in We Must Fall ‘s case) long, wailing flute melodies, and theirmale/female harmonies and non-English duets make more sense on Eastern scales than on the ones Meat Loaf and Ellen Foley use. But Foley isn’t a bad comparison for the strength and flexibility of the (several) female singers — Richard Thompson’s low voice and careful diction, with less grouchiness and more sustain, would be a good comp for Matus’s singing. I don’t need to be educated to find the songs catchy. No Finer Men Than We even feels like a rousing Irish folk song — one somehow written with Middle Eastern scales and a trumpet solo, to be sure. I’d still try it on Dropkick Murphy or Pogues fans happily enough.

    I’m not certain why I find Mawwal’s High Hills in the Creaving Road less terrific than Paranoise‘s Ishq. One notion is I’ve spent too little time with it (it was a November release). Another is that Paranoise had a bit less of Alice in Chains’s weightiness, and more of Fairport Convention’s or Jethro Tull’s limberness. They’re both quite good, though, and perhaps which comparison *you* prefer would help you decide among them.

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    Technical note: I’ve failed to find Mawwal videos on YouTube, which is why I’m linking, instead, an especially Mawwal-like Paranoise track.

    – Brian Block

    To see the rest of our favorites, visit our Favorite Albums of 2012 page!

     

  • Hello, I’m new around here!

    New Pop Rock Nation blogger, Jenny, throws her sombrero in the ring!

    JennyMy name is Jenny and I’m the newest  member of Pop Rock Nation’s esteemed blogging family.  I’m an Army wife with very eclectic musical tastes and a passion for reading, writing, traveling, and hanging out with my husband and beagles.  I was asked to contribute to Pop Rock Nation because I play a mean game of SongPop on Facebook and I have a long history of reviewing albums that cover a huge gamut of genres and artists.  I am a true music nerd and I own that distinction with pride!

    I love all kinds of music, both to listen to and perform.  Though I was an English major in college, I’ve also studied voice on and off for years.  Nowadays, my public performances are mostly confined to karaoke night or the piano bar, but there was a time when you might hear me sing an aria, a broadway tune, or an art song!  Like I said, I love music… all kinds!  I also have a very quirky and obscene sense of humor.  A lot of people think I’m inappropriate and weird, but some folks just think I’m kinda funny!

    I have a lot of great ideas for Pop Rock Nation.  While I do plan to write about music by popular artists, I also want to highlight lesser known artists and I even already have a few ready and waiting to be interviewed!  I will contribute music reviews, but it’s more likely that I’ll ruminate about quirky stuff including songs you’ve long forgotten about, fun musical apps for my iPhone, and any artists who catch my ear in some way.  When my Internet is working properly, which is less of the time these days, I love watching YouTube.  I have found several fun and upcoming musicians just by watching videos on the Internet.  I have plans to interview at least one of my YouTube discoveries in the very near feature, so stay tuned!

    Above all, I’m very excited to be part of the Pop Rock Nation team!  I look forward to spreading my brand of irreverence and musical nonsense to the Pop Rock Nation site!  See you around!

  • #46 album of 2012 – Yours Truly, Cellophane Nose by Beth Jeans Houghton

    #46 album of 2012 – Yours Truly, Cellophane Nose by Beth Jeans Houghton

    Artist: Beth Jeans Houghton and the Hooves of Destiny

    Album: Yours Truly, Cellophane Nose

    Beth Jeans Houghton writes elegant melodies that flip willingly from major to minor key and back. She sings them in a pure, trained-sounding voice with somewhat flute-like properties. She and her Hooves of Destiny accompany her songs on a wide range of instruments: the beth_jeans_houghtonrock standards, but also frequent violin from Findlay MacAskill, and ukelele, piano, harpsichord, and a wide range of tuned percussion — vibraphone, glockenspiel, timpani, bells — from Houghton herself. At their humbler moments, they fit somewhere between pop-country ballads and the pastel late-Beatleisms of Sam Phillips (the female ex-Christian-scenester, not the man who discovered Elvis Presley). At their wilder ones, they remind me of the last couple of Maria McKee albums, and are civil but unhinged, in a way that’s either fun or unnerving.

    Which is how I feel about the lyrics. As could fairly be guessed from the band name and album title, Beth Jeans Houghton‘s an interesting phrase-maker who’s not afraid to be cryptic. I think I can make out an adulterous narrative that won’t end well on the dulcet waltz Nightswimmer: “My darling wears his clothes to go swimming at night./ Me, I can only hope that he’ll go out with the tide./ You’re my only love, and I can’t keep my head/ above this ocean that you poured all over the bathroom”. I think there’s a song about parents and home in the sparse, haunting Barely Skinny Bone Tree, and I’m guessing it’s one in which blood is thicker than water but still is a liquid and known to make messes. Sweet Tooth Bird brags of killing a bird that spoke “words so sweet/ they would goddamn rot your teeth”. The jaunty fast piano-practice waltz Carousel is menacing: “Take off your shoes, hang up your coat/ witness my words as they jump down your throat…/ Fall through the door, and wait in the hall/ silence it permeates all sixteen walls/ It won’t happen again, so children take note/ It’s a funny feeling at that”.

    Like I say: interesting phrases here. And a melodic, decorative, half-loopy pop music that’s certainly a sort of thing I enjoy. Still, for half the songs, I have little clue what she’s getting at, except my hunch they’d be bad wedding song choices. Plus, when Carousel ends and there’s some seconds of silence and then a brief hardcore punk song starts — like a double-speed Clash or a happy Dead Kennedys — it’s the punk song that I find myself humming later. I recommend Yours Truly, Cellophane Nose. Gladly! But — without implying that the quirks of my taste are important — maybe I’d recommend punk vibraphone and punk timpani even harder…

    – Brian Block

    To see the rest of our favorites, visit our Favorite Albums of 2012 page!