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...brief, frenetic bongo riff leads to the vocal theme-each of title's four words held for a full bar-accompanied by the bass drum working out (at a much slower tempo) the immortal boom, ba-doom intro to Fats Domino's 1957 "I'm Walkin'." (The guys are singing heavenly choir, but the drums say Big Easy.) Then we're back in marching mode, with a piano and, for a few bars, a mocking trumpet. This time, all four Seasons participate in the narrative; the backing vocals don't just underline the story, they sometimes undermine it. Frankie sings...
...Walk Like a Man. The bongo riffs that began "Sherry" and "Big Girls Don't Cry" give way to a fusillade of snare-drum aggression: a declaration of the war between the sexes. On his third try, Gaudio found a narrative use for the tramp-tramp-tramp beat of the first two songs: I'm gonna march right out of your heart. Valli's falsetto croons a pretty, otherworldly air while the other Seasons bark out, "Walk! Walk! Walk! Walk!" In three series of this long march (played at the beginning, middle and end, and expending more than half...
...recent pastoral glitch. But instead of the timid knob-twiddling and reclusive laptopping characteristic of the genre, Caribou played like a real live band. In fact, there were no computers in sight: the album’s dense programming was accurately reproduced with only keyboards, a guitar, and two drum sets. While in general a second drummer on stage means either a gimmick or an inability to keep rhythm, these performers actually put them to good use, creating some very heady interplay with the frequently dive-bombing synthesizers. The group seemed intent on nothing less than a total sensory experience...
...goes horribly awry, but that’s only because it reminded me of a similar experience my roommate had last year. I soon got over my nostalgia, realizing that nothing could salvage such annoying self-obsession: not hot lesbian make-out sessions, not Fab Moretti banging on a drum, not even text message bathroom fellatio invitations. Sad, perhaps, but, in their own words, “that’s the way it is.”—Henry M. CowlesJesus of SuburbiaGreen Day Green Day seem to want nothing more than to be taken seriously these...
...Bean.” Having danced around precariously to “I Turn My Camera On” in the confines of my car this summer, I was used to enjoying Spoon’s energy in a relatively small space, letting the driving drum and bass fill in and envelop me. The Avalon’s cavernous ceilings and multiple levels allowed some of this intimate power to escape up to the rafters, rendering some songs, especially anxiously sparse songs like “The Infinite Pet,” a little less soulful than they seem from...