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As I've stated before, Big Lazy are a band that is phenomenal
live. Based out of New York City, this trio combines drum, bass,
and reverbed guitar to create instrumental mood poems that are
both beautiful and evocative, as well as slightly primitive
in their feel. On their previous self-titled
album, the band really showcased this "lost in the desert
with only my beat up instruments for company" motif. In contrast,
this new recording, titled appropriately New Everything,
is more organically expansive in its mood -- some parts of the
album are very ambient, some parts showcase minor keyed reverbed
melodies, some parts seem more jazz oriented. Across the board,
despite the variations between songs, everything is not only
expertly performed but also excellently and clearly recorded,
so I can appreciate all of the nuances of the music itself.
Some of the best songs on New everything are
ones in which the band completely moves beyond its previous
boundaries. For instance, Train Travel (the first track
on the album) begins with the slow interaction between the guitar
of Stephen Ulrich and bowed bass of Paul Dugan, before the intricate
drums and a horn section kick in. In and of itself, this would
be exactly what I'd expect from Big Lazy; however, about halfway
through, the song suddenly builds into a swell reminiscent of
the soaring chorus of Fairytale of New York before sliding
back into the previous construction. That moment alone is enough
of a change to grab your attention and force you to marvel at
the versatility of the performers (as well as their ability
to construct beautiful melodies).
Likewise, the beginning of The Hill sounds like it could
easily be on the soundtrack for a spaghetti western. The drumming
of Tamir Muskay -- which is vaguely martial, yet still intricate
-- fills the song and provides a focal point. However the feminine
vocals and horn section build on this base in a manner which
suggests a happier and more mature Godspeed You Black Emperor!
(if GYBE were riding on a subway). Finally, Big Lazy's cover
of Charles Mingus's Meditation (For a Pair of Wire Cutters)
further indicates the breadth of this band's skill and knowledge.
Most pseudo-rock bands (even those with a jazz influence) would
not even try to cover such a classic. Big Lazy manages to not
only pull it off, but also to make the song their own.
Still, even on songs like Gone, which would sound right
at home on their previous release, there are enough flourishes
and touches to engage the listener. Whether it's the hum of
human conversation, or the way the drums slide from one speaker
to another, or the ring of a cowbell, each subsequent listen
of New Everything offers up a new element I hadn't
heard before.
All in all, this is an excellent album, one which I find immensely
enjoyable (even though I don't normally particularly care for
solely instrumental music). I now look forward to hearing their
next production, and more importantly, I can't wait to see them
in concert again.
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