What album are you listening to right now?

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got some old beatles 45's over the weekend which was cool and got one i didnt know right off. and i love her /if i fell on the orange and yellow. pretty cool
 
I'm developing a crush on the band Beirut.

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BANKS - Goddess

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sweet they just reissued the mineral albums and pitchfork gave them best new reissue. for fans of american football, sunny day real estate, jawbreaker, lifetime and jawbox. personally im super super excited to get a reissued copy of end serenading.



mineral - parking lot (the distorted guitar wrench tears something deep inside of me)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aj879fSVbTQ


heres what pitchfork had to say:


"mineral always felt private somehow. The Austin-via-Houston group wasn't together all that long—they released two full-lengths and some singles, and by the time of that second album, they'd already broken up. Their short run may have contributed to a feeling of anonymity. To me, they were different from relative peers like Promise Ring or Lifetime, groups that seemed communal; Mineral weren't a guilty pleasure, more like a prized secret. They've been described as a Sunny Day Real Estate rip-off, but that never seemed quite right to me—there was more lo-fi jangle and hiss to Mineral's songs, and the production wasn't as big. In a way, Mineral were more aligned to the darker pop of mid-1990s indie-rock groups like fellow Texans Bedhead, and they didn't strike me as quite so "hardcore." The connection with SDRE that did exist, though, was in the angsty, acrobatic vocals of Chris Simpson, which were in the same vein as Jeremy Enigk's, but rougher.
Take, for instance, "MD", the B-side to 1996's "February" 7", included on this new retrospective, 1994-1998 - The Complete Collection. On it, Simpson is about to visit his older brother ("It's good to know we haven't outgrown the love we shared as children"), and meet the woman that brother plans to marry. He talks about the secret language they shared at a young age, when they dressed up as Batman and Robin for Halloween ("Everybody laughed at us and said we had it wrong 'cause you were the taller one"), and ends the track with all the force he can muster: "She's beautiful/ And I know that you'll be happy/ So take this as my blessing/ Wrapped up with all the love that I can send/ 'Cause you are my brother/ My friend/ And my superior/ Till the end." On paper it reads like a note you'd send to a sibling; in song, it's towering.
The emotions here are emo, no doubt. This is the kind of music where people yell "I stand on a building and throw up my arms to the sky/ I swallow my pride" and "This is the last song that I should ever sing/ Just one more time and I'll shut my mouth forever" amid huge crashing guitars. Simpson sings about coming of age, feeling unloved and embarrassed ("I bring it on myself/ I know I bring it on myself"), and also the innocence of youth, being in love, loving your family, and what those connections and relationships mean. There are stabs at '90s DIY politics, and he articulates being human and lost in great detail: "When I'm finally naked and standing in the sunlight/ I'll look back at all of this selfishness and foolish pride/ And laugh at myself." The melodrama, in general, is great, and the music around it rises to the occasion. The songs are intense, catchy, over-loaded with feedback and beauty, and meant to be yelled.
Though they didn't release much, their two proper albums are markedly different. The sound of 1998's EndSerenading was softer, and more glistening than 1997's Power of Failing. It hinted at what Simpson would do with bassist Jeremy Gomez in their next band, the Gloria Record, and perhaps, in retrospect, suggests why the group went in two different directions: guitarist Scott McCarver and drummer Gabriel Wiley formed Imbroco then went on to found other projects separately. EndSerenading album was a pop, and not a lo-fi or punk gesture, and it's just not as compelling as Failing. It has plenty of good moments, but it can also feel overthought and staid. Part of what makes The Power of Failing a classic is that its raw feel and execution matches its emotions.
Mineral formed in 1994, and released some singles and toured like crazy, so Failing felt like a culmination. Conversely, EndSerenading, which they recorded with producer Mark Trombino (Blink-182, Jimmy Eat World), felt, at times, like a lukewarm new beginning. They were supposed to do a third album for Interscope, but, of course, it never happened. Which, honestly, is probably for the best. There's momentum on Failing that was already getting hemmed in on End, not to mention the addition of labored song titles like "LoveLetterTypewriter", "TheLastWordIsRejoice", and "&Serenading". It's easy to imagine them becoming even shinier and more staid on a major label debut.
Not to say End is a failure. Title aside, "LoveLetterTypewriter" is an excellent, moving opening track, and one of their best. Simpson sings the words patiently, and with more refinement than in the past (and, honestly, more like Enigk): "Summer unfolded like a tapestry/ And you were there as you have always been/ There glowing where the sky meets with the trees/ Air softly crowing, singing fears to sleep/ Will you ever know how much I love you for that?" It's a constant build that crashes into the next track, "Palisade", a song that serves as climax and release before moving into another direction. It's an exciting one-two: these pieces pick up where Failing left off; the formula is updated, but not abandoned. The same goes for the group-singing of the next song, "Gjs". But then, they take it down a few notches, often ending up too mid-tempo and over-long. The music remains pretty, and even knottier, but feels less life-affirming.
For instance, the spacious, ultimately clamoring "&Serenading" would be a good closer ("When I was a boy I saw things/ That no one else could see/ So why am I so blind at 22?"), but instead of the gorgeously repeated finale ("the sound of the driving snow that drives me home to you"), it's the downtempo, shimmering acoustics and humming vocals of the pretty-but-slight "TheLastWordIsRejoice" that serve as our exit. Like the forced titling, it's inoffensive, but feels unnecessary, as do other grown-up touches on End. That line from "&Serenading" quoted above reminds you just how young these guys were, though, and why they might feel the need to ratchet it up on their sophomore record, considering the attention given to the first.
Not that it mattered, of course. They ended and then, as bands do now, they reunited; this remastered two-disc compilation is a good way to hear it all in one sitting (the reissues are also available, without the bonus tracks, on vinyl). None of the alternate take bonus tracks here are especially riveting, and the covers of the Psychedelic Furs' "Love My Way" and Willie Nelson's "Crazy" are mostly forgettable (the latter's actually pretty bad), but it's great to have the relative lo-fi "Rubber Legs", from the 1997 (Don't Forget To) Breathe compilation, the punked-up "Sadder Star", which appears on the 1997 First Crush compilation, and, most importantly, the 1996 "February" b/w "M.D." single, which includes a couple of their best songs.
When I listened to the Power of Failing in real time back then, it was often on a cassette that I'd dubbed from the vinyl, for when I was traveling. Because of that, I always thought "February" and "M.D." were part of the proper record, and was surprised to realize they weren't. That's just one example of how music becomes personal, and shifts according to your own relationship with it. It's something you're faced with when the music of your youth keeps resurfacing, and it can be weird, but also somehow touching. For instance, it's been good going back to these records so many years later, and realizing I find myself moved more by the songs about family than the ones about wondering on roofs alone."
 
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