So back in the day (and still a little bit now) I was super-obsessed with the label 4AD, which had a very clear aesthetic sense that's almost impossible to describe. One of the most interesting 4AD bands from the early 90s was "His Name Is Alive," which was mostly one guy, Warn (or Warren, depending on the album) Defever, a Detroit native who played a billion instruments, and messed around in his home studio, and took the most weird left-field conceptual risks of almost any band I know. You'd be listening to his albums, and suddenly there'd be a great reverb-drenched reggae song with 7 female vocalists. And then the next thing would be a really pretty song with random free jazz solo. Then something Beach Boys-ish but with distortion and violins. And you just never knew what was going to happen, but 95% of the time it was totally awesome, if sometimes a little inscrutable. If you'd curious about this stuff, you should check out his album "Stars on E.S.P." which is both an absolute masterpiece and kind of impossible to understand.
This is all to say that I pretty much lost touch with what he's been up to until last month, when I read a glowing, very convincing review of his new album "Tecuciztecatl." Don't ask me how to say that. As Pitchfork describes it: "A concept record that comes with the worrisome descriptor of 'psychedelic rock opera,' Tecuciztecatl involves a proggy narrative about a young woman who discovers she is pregnant with twins - one good, one evil - and must seek the help of a demon-hunting librarian." And then each track is written from the perspective of a different character. And then there's that unpronounceable title. And then there's the crazy maneuver where the album, mostly made of short songs, opens with a 14-minute guitar-fueled jam full of slow builds and choral vocals and loud guitars. And basically: WTF?!?!
If I haven't scared you off yet, you should know that the album is completely amazing. The first few tracks have an intensely guitar-heavy feel, very "70s classic rock but weirder" in sound, then the album slowly turns more and more inward as it goes, and by the end is kind of like folk music on acid, covered in a layer of electronic soundscape. But the thing is, these songs are GREAT. I get them stuck in my head all the time. The production is BEAUTIFUL. It shifts between so many styles and completely inhabits and NAILS them all. Somehow the concept works, in that the album feels really cohesive as a narrative, so that listening to it feels like a real emotional and musical journey. I am completely head over heels in love with this album.
I feel like I can't ask you fine people to just sit down and listen to the album, so this is the first 9 minutes, a track called "The Examination." It goes directly into the next track, but let's just start with this one. It's kind of a straight-up hard rock song, and it's also kind of a minimalist-inspired textural exploration, and it's also got beautiful vocal harmonies, and a really cheezy Frampton-style guitar solo, and it's as good a place to start as any. If you enjoy it, I VERY much recommend giving the whole album a listen, as it's one of those "the whole is stronger than the parts" kind of albums. SO SO SO GOOD. AND WEIRD. AND GOOOOOOD.












