Pop secrets
Damon & Naomi and Francine
Cellars by Starlight by Brett Milano
Four of Damon & Naomi's least favorite words in the English language are
"slow, sensitive indie rock." That, of course, is the phrase they've been
hearing to describe their music for about 10 years now. Before that it was
often the phrase people used to refer to the duo's previous band, Galaxie 500.
"I never thought we were doing that," notes singer/bassist Naomi Yang with a
grimace over a soda at Cambridge's 1369 Coffeehouse. "Back with Galaxie 500, we
thought we were punk rock. And now we think we're doing folk music -- but of
course our audience doesn't think so." Adds singer/drummer/guitarist Damon
Krukowski, "I have nothing against rock music and still love a lot of it. We
just don't happen to play it right now."
Most likely it's the "indie rock" part that hangs them up the most. As for
being slow and sensitive . . . well, they kind of are. But indie
rock implies a narrow, or at least strictly modern, set of reference points,
whereas Damon & Naomi are long-time collectors of all that's great and
obscure (Krukowski is also an occasional contributor to these pages). And
musicologists don't make the same kind of albums as everybody else -- the more
you've absorbed, the harder you're likely to try to produce something that you
haven't heard before.
So it is with the duo's latest, Damon & Naomi with Ghost (Sub Pop).
As far as Damon & Naomi (who celebrate the disc's release with a show
upstairs at the Middle East this Wednesday) are concerned, the real news is
that they've collaborated with a Japanese band whom they've loved for years.
For most listeners, the news is simply that this lovely, haunting set evokes a
number of different styles -- airy psychedelia, the outer reaches of European
progressive, art pop à la Burt Bacharach -- without sounding too tied to
any one time or place. The three members of Ghost give the album a wider sonic
range, providing a variety of keyboard sounds (and one ripping guitar solo)
that come across as neither modern nor vintage. On the eight-minute
centerpiece, "Tonka," Yang sings the sort of curling, circular melody that
Stereolab tend to favor -- so the obvious step would have been to turn it into
a tape-loop extravaganza. Instead, Damon & Naomi color it with a simple
acoustic piano and folkish acoustic strums, building slowly to that big guitar
solo. It doesn't sound electronic, it doesn't sound '60s, it just sounds like
itself.
The duo's friendship with Ghost goes back to the last Damon & Naomi album,
1997's Playback Singers (Sub Pop), which found Ghost making a rare US
appearance for the release party at T.T. the Bear's Place. "It's pretty rare
that a new band captures our attention the way they did, where we're as
attracted [to that band] as we are to the classics in our collection,"
Krukowski notes. They wound up linking Ghost with the Drag City label, which
released the band's Japanese albums in the US. And when the time came for a new
Damon & Naomi album, they wanted to do a collaboration. "We had to convince
Sub Pop it would be worth it," Yang says. "It was like, `Yes, we know there are
40 million guitar players in the US. But you really need to fly this one over
from Tokyo.' "
Damon & Naomi wrote most of the material (there are also covers of Alex
Chilton and Tim Hardin), and the arrangements were worked out by long distance
-- Damon & Naomi and Ghost both recorded their own versions of the songs
and the separate ideas were eventually combined into a third version. Recording
for the album was done during a week when Ghost were in America last year; and
that was where the cultural differences came in. In particular, Krukowski
recalls a moment that alone must have been worth the plane fare; it also
illustrates the music-collector jones of all the involved parties. "We were
recording `Tonka' and trying to decide on a keyboard sound when I thought about
having a fuzz electric piano, something like [early-'70s jazz/prog band] Soft
Machine. So [Ghost member] Kazuo Ogino plays this eight-minute piano solo,
perfectly like [Soft Machine keyboardist] Mike Ratledge -- it was like he was
in the room." Little did they know, however, that Ogino had just done something
roughly equivalent to playing "Free Bird." "He looked at me," Krukowski
continues, "and said, `No, no, you must erase this. We will be killed.' "
The fun and games pretty much ended when Ghost were out of the picture, though
-- Damon & Naomi have always been a bit obsessive, but this time they felt
the reputations of two bands were at stake. With their own overdubs and the
mixing still to be completed, the remainder of the album was more than a
teeth-grinding experience -- it became literally a root-canal experience. "We
put ourselves under an extreme amount of pressure," Krukowski says. "Making an
album by yourself is one thing, but if we did this one wrong, we could make
fools of our friends and a band we admire besides. During the mixing stage, I
was grinding my teeth so hard that I wound up cracking one, and the nerve was
exposed for long enough that it just died. So I had a root canal right in the
middle of the mixing."
"It always amazes me how other people think that making records is fun," Yang
adds.
That wasn't the first time Damon & Naomi have pushed things a little far in
pursuit of their muse. From this writer's perspective, Yang and Krukowski both
come across as likable, low-key types. But there's evidence that their former
Galaxie 500 bandmate Dean Wareham wasn't the only one in that band with a
temper -- in fact, bad blood from the Galaxie break-up still lingers on both
sides. Krukowski recalls a moment on a Damon & Naomi tour where they got
hit by airport hassles in London; he reacted by ripping up his boarding pass
and throwing the pieces at the flight attendant's feet. "She looked at me and
said, `I can't help you. You are not here,' " he recalls sheepishly. (They
made the plane after a kind soul helped scotch-tape the pieces back together.)
And he admits to having lost his temper on stage more than once. "Never in
Boston, though, but I'm capable of throwing a fit and abusing the audiences. I
have a problem with authority, and I guess soundmen can fall under that
banner."
The irony here is that Damon & Naomi have been through all this intensity
over music that, especially on the new album, registers as calm and beautiful.
"I think we've always been after that," Krukowski notes. "Maybe now we've
finally got enough reach that we can do it."
(Damon & Naomi perform this Wednesday, October 18, upstairs at the Middle
East. Call 864-EAST.)
FRANCINE. "Don't leave during the first song," Francine frontman Clayton
Scoble warned me shortly before his band took the stage at their release party
at Lilli's a couple weeks ago. Far be it for me, however, to walk out on the
heartfelt cover of Boston's "Rock 'n' Roll Band" that they wound up
opening with. Playing goofy covers is a time-honored local tradition, but this
was a kick because it was so out of character -- big, blustery, and
fist-waving, everything that Francine are not.
The in-character part was a kick as well. Francine are currently something of a
buzz band (the Lilli's show was packed), and that represents a victory for the
thoughtful-pop crowd -- the night's other cover, the Kinks' wistful "Do You
Remember Walter," is closer to what they're about. Their album, Forty on a
Fall Day (on Q Division), is the sort of complex epic that pop obsessives
love. It leans toward the Abbey Road model of a unified album, with song segues
and instrumental links. Scoble proves in the first track, "Set of Dune" that he
can write an indelible hook (its chorus recurs in the next song, "Trampoline");
elsewhere he goes as much for the slow build and the gradual payoff -- you have
to hear the album a couple times before the songs stick with you, but they stay
stuck from there.
"If this album makes pop purists a little antsy, that's fine," he noted before
the show. "I wanted to have some fun with it, be able to do things I've heard
on some of my favorite records -- the ones that make me say, `Man, I wish I had
the time to be that whimsical.' I had to fight for some of those one-minute
instrumentals, because [producer] Jon Lupfer thought we had too many of them --
I had one absolute tantrum in the studio, saying they really needed to be
there."
Another reason hardcore-pop fans will appreciate Scoble and company is that
he's one himself. One of the album's best songs, "Pop Warner," is about his
fantasy of attending a ball game with Kim Deal (even though she winds up
drinking all his beer). And he makes no secret of his current (musical) passion
for Mary Timony -- he says that homages to her are all over the album, though I
hear this clearly on only one ethereal track, "Jet to Norway."
"I just hope she doesn't sue me," he notes, though the two haven't actually
met. "I don't want to meet people I admire that much. There'd just be some
pointless, valueless interchange that wouldn't do anybody any good." Judging
from their respective albums, however, I'd guess that the two would have a lot
to talk about.
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