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Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Album Review: Cloud Nothings - Here And Nowhere Else


Cloud Nothings
Here And Nowhere Else
Rating: Woof Daddy

Sometimes you just crave a great rock n' roll record, with blistering, hook filled guitars, pounding drums, and rumbling bass lines; no muss no fuss rock. On their last record Attack On Memory, Cloud Nothings almost made a perfect record which, for me, was only hampered by some needlessly long songs that tended to overstay their welcome. Here, their latest record Here And Nowhere Else takes off brilliantly from that last record's template and aside from one 7 minute track, blasts through perfect three minute tracks full of amazing melodies, bratty attitude, and enough force to blow a building down. Moving from Steve Albini's more murky production on Attack On Memory to a clearer, more focused approach from John Congleton, Here And Nowhere else has a singular focus that propels the record forward at a breakneck pace, which each moment more dazzling than the next.

The record starts of deceptively simple with the almost staid track "Now Here In," until the track picks up steam and the guitars and drums feel like they are going to fly off the rails. The band shows amazing control throughout the record, threatening at each moment to lose control, but always taking charge at the last second. The garage rock bluster of "Quieter Today" bashes and thrashes around like a epileptic fit, before smashing headfirst into the pop perfection of "Psychic Trauma" which finds guitarist/singer Dylan Baldi struggling to keep the lid on his increasingly frantic vocals.



The complaint I have heard about Here And Nowhere Else is that there is not enough variety on the record, that it is merely one blitzkrieg guitar attack after another, and it is perhaps a valid criticism, however, to me, the variety comes in the almost endless array of hooks Baldi and company throw at you. "Just See Fear" and "Giving Into Seeing" trade off guitar bluster and bass-lead fury, respectively, all leading to standout track "Pattern Walks," the 7+ minute penultimate track, a frantic, edgy, manic track propelled by a tight as a vise drum track, with the guitars barely being contained, finishing out with a coda that shows a more textural side to the band's approach.



The record definitely saves the best for last with perhaps Cloud Nothings' best song, "I'm Not Part Of Me," a focused and hooky track that trades attitude for nuance and maturity, but still retains the same feel and energy of the rest of the record.



While stylistically, Here And Nowhere Else is not that far removed from Attack On Memory, there is definite move towards an more measured and adult approach to making a record. This doesn't mean that the record lacks youthful vigor or is a somber experience, but merely that there is thought and purpose into these songs, with Baldi's songwriting and musicality showing intense promise. While I am sure there will be many more good rock records out this year, it is doubtful one with come as close to perfection as this one.

Rating Scale:

Chilfos: masterpiece; coolest thing I've heard in ages.

Woof Daddy: excellent; just a hair away from being a masterpiece.

Grrrr: very good; will definitely be considered for my top releases of the year.

Yeah Daddy Make Me Want It: good; definitely invites further listens and piques one's interest for more material.

Meh: not horrible, but certainly not great; could have either been polished, trimmed, or re-thought.

Jeez Lady: what the hell happened? Just plain bad. They should hang their heads in shame and be forced to listen to Lady Gaga ad nauseam as penance.

Tragicistani: so bad, armed villagers with pitchforks and torches should run the artist out of the country for inflicting this abomination on the human race.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Cloud Nothings: Attack On Memory


Cloud Nothings
Attack On Memory
Rating: Woof Daddy

I will admit that the debut album from Cloud Nothings was unmemorable to me. I actually had to go back and listen to it again in order to try and remember what their sound was like. Cloud Nothings was 11 blasts of short pop-punk that held no personality or interest for me, and was quickly forgotten amid much stronger releases in 2011. Almost a year to the day, they return with their second full length, Attack On Memory, and whether it is owing to a new found maturity or the production work from the legendary Steve Albini, this album is tighter and full of memorable hooks, and is balls out one of the best sounding rock records of the year. Albini gives the tracks more room to breathe, which is a mere 8 tracks, feel more substantial and not as slap dash as their debut. Previously, Cloud Nothings' sound perched precariously on the edge of twee. Muscular, and more strident, these tracks are full of coiled menace, ready to attack at a moment's notice.

Lead track "No Future/No Past" doesn't even sound like the same band at first. From a mournful beginning of pianos and ringing guitars, Dylan Baldi's voice calm and regretful builds in intensity with the rest of the band, as the song erupts later into furious swell of raging guitars and screaming vocals. It is certainly one of the most striking album openers of the year.



In the past, most of Cloud Nothings' tracks barely passed the 2:00 minute mark, which is blown out of the water here with the almost 9 minute "Wasted Days." For such a long track, it is surprising that it is not a moody number, full of odd twists and turns. Instead, it is a driving force of nature that only briefly stops at the mid-point for a atmospheric bridge before launching again into a hurricane of guitars.



There really is no shortage of killer hooks to go around on this record, which recalls many of the great alternative guitars albums of the late 80s from Pixies, Sonic Youth, and Dinosaur Jr. From the tightly wound guitars and sneering vocals of "Our Plans,"



the brisk pop-punk of "Stay Useless,"



to the angular fury of "Separation,"



there is a focus and purpose that was lacking previously. There is relatively little to criticize about Attack On Memory except that there doesn't seem to be a lyrical connectivity to these tracks, and it feels more like a compilation of great singles and not a true thematic concept. It is a minor detraction from an otherwise great record. Perhaps more "tweeish" bands should have their records roughed up and spit out at the hands of Mr. Albini, he seems to have the pulse, at least with Cloud Nothings, to take raw clay and make it into something brilliant.

Rating Scale:

Chilfos: masterpiece; coolest thing I've heard in ages.

Woof Daddy: excellent; just a hair away from being a masterpiece.

Grrrr: very good; will definitely be considered for my top releases of the year.

Yeah Daddy Make Me Want It: good; definitely invites further listens and peaks one's interest for more material.

Meh: not horrible, but certainly not great; could have either been polished, trimmed, or re-thought.

Jeez Lady: what the hell happened? Just plain bad. They should hang their heads in shame and be forced to listen to Lady Gaga ad nauseam as penance.

Tragicistani: so bad, armed villagers with pitchforks and torches should run the artist out of the country for inflicting this abomination on the human race.