Jul 172007
 
Bulby Approved!

Bulby Approved!

Josh Homme and his revolving cast of Queens of the Stone Age are back to usher in the Era Vulgaris. The album is an ode to the times, QOTSA style. Not a scathing reprimand of corrupt political bureaucracies or a morally devoid society, but an embrace of lifestyles only we can attain: cheap cigarettes, ample drugs, on demand porno, and bands like this being able to pursue their goals on their terms.

Era’s first track, ‚”Turnin’ on the Screw” sets the tone for the album. It blends previous styles from the spooky, spacey more produced sounds of Lullabies To Paralyze to the leaner, meaner sounds of the early days. The song’s bare-bones drums are soon accompanied by dirty swaggering guitars that sound loose, but in repetition come together in odd syncopation reminiscent of Rated R‘s “Leg of Lamb.” Then comes Homme’s 6′ 4″ falsetto, an unusual, but endearing quality.

The first single “Sick, Sick, Sick”delivers their patented vicious guitar assault, like a shiv to the gut in a prison cafeteria. In essence, the certain element of danger that left with Nick Oliveri is back.

What is dubbed as QOTSA’s “stoner rock‚” a label Josh hates, is a blend of music philosophies; the dark, heavy pounding Sabbath-like riffs with sprinkles of blues inspired ZZ Top jams. Then throw in some 80s sunset strip swagger, 90s “I don’t give a fuck” delivery, and there you have it. QOTSA takes a searing riff and repeats it almost ad-nauseum to the untrained ear. But, with every line or two a clever blues harmonic or subtle bending of a note is added to give the chords dynamics. This changes what may sound like a droning loop into a fierce chorus of six string beasts churning and breathing and coming to life.

Another favorite on the album is “Battery Acid.” The guitar is traditionally punk, then played at half speed, given the hypnotic, stoner treatment and recorded with a low-fi garage quality.

Queens retools “Make it Wit Chu” for Era. Originally a Desert Sessions recording, (one of Josh’s Half dozen side projects) the song retains the band’s theme of overt sexuality and mayhem while adding a slithering, sleazy lounge feel. The Desert Sessions recordings are fueled by drug binges that lead to trips into the desert for artists eager to work with Homme. Era is loaded with surprise party-buddies. Mainstay Mark Lanegan lends his gruff vocals, as does The Strokes Julian Casablancas and Trent Reznor.

Era Vulgaris is overwhelming guitar, crunchy bass, and simple, but effective, drums with enough balls for any metal fan. A playful, yet dark, sexuality makes them acceptable for the ladies too. Their music is as much at home on your car stereo as it is in a strip club or at a party.

Reviewer’s suggestion: give it a whirl on the headphones. Era Vulgaris is a summer must-have continuing the tradition of debauchery-filled Queens of the Stone Age music that you can fight or fuck to.

Article originally appeared in REAX #15, August 15 2007

QOTSA “Turnin’ on the Screw” – The Taberncale, Atlanta 9.22.2007

Jun 202007
 

Marilyn Manson returns this year with Eat Me Drink Me, an album long awaited by fat girls who cut themselves. Eat Me marks a transition for Manson into a more ambitious and musical phase of song composition and away from the Ministry meets The Exorcist post-industrial Glam/ Goth he championed.

Suck Me, Blow Me

Suck Me, Blow Me

Manson deserves credit for trying to take an image and sound he perfected and take it in a more mature direction. Once a performer eclipses 40 -Marilyn’s getting close- their penchant for macabre showmanship becomes camp (see Gene Simmons and Alice Cooper) maybe to be revisited again when they are truly creepy in their mid 70s. Something tells me MM isn’t going to make it that far. This time around he tempers his look a bit and gazes inward to produce an album with a contemporary rock feel and an exploration of emotion and relationships Manson style. Sure, dark imagery is still pervasive in songs like “Only a Car Crash Away” and “Mutilation is the Most Sincere Form of Flattery,” but on other tunes like “Heart-shaped Glasses” with its snappy intro, infectious melody, and atrocious chorus and “If I Was Your Vampire” Manson explores his version of new love, despair, and loss.

This is ambitious but I dig the dark, anthemic, arena sing-along Manson who spits venom at society and all its conventions. I want the demonic demagogue anti-hero that makes Middle America, the misinformed, and the religious right’s panties bunch and go straight up their collective asses. Some may say that MM’s voice and musical integrity may not be up to the task of tackling the more straightforward, stripped down sound. They might be right if Manson’s listless, coked-out amphitheatre shows with Slayer in Atlanta and Tampa are any indication.

It is hard for me to accept Manson as a  ”real” human and all the foibles and emotion that go with the condition, but I do accept the fact that he is an intelligent and relevant figure. To sum it up Dita von Teese broke Manson’s heart (Waaaa!) and Evan Rachel Wood saved him. I didn’t know the Antichrist Superstar was so sensitive.

This album is solely the work of Manson with multi-instrumentalist and producer Tim Skold of Shotgun Messiah (wow) and KMFDM. Skold, who played bass with MM after Twiggy’s departure is the mind behind the progressive riffs and hooks on this album as well as the guitar player on tour. Marilyn came to prominence with a post-industrial metal sound under the tutelage of Trent Reznor and now Tim Skold seems to be reviving and repackaging a mature MM in a more alternative rock, Cure meets Boris Karloff incarnation.

Basically, Manson was able to wrap up his feelings and emotional exploration in a well-crafted album that takes him in a new more musically solid direction with enough sinister lyrics and creepy Alice in Wonderland references to keep the trench coat mafia satisfied whilst leaving them teary-eyed. Come on. Give it up for a Florida boy.