The Palava – Lost My Head
Genre: Pop Rock, Indie Rock, Alternative Rock
There was a time in the fabled era known as 80s music when many proficient bands sounded like groups tasked with soundtracking a bizarre, working-class drama set in the coldest parts of Eastern block. There was something brilliantly removed of the artists’ own ego in these recordings that made them positively great. It was music that could be reused without the musician’s fame getting in the way of the manner in which you were going to enjoy it.
What I mean to say is that music, where the artist tries to sound unlike themselves, is fantastic. And, I also mean to say that 80s pop, possibly because of the heavy Krautrock influence that it thrived under, sounds like tunes that a Yugoslavian movie production company may have commissioned for a picture needing a new-wave score.
The Palava’s Lost My Head is, indeed, a very personal number, one that depicts the scene of a personal breakup. However, in spite of the great, emotive vocals, and because of the cold, rigid production, it ends up sounding universal. This is music that can accompany heartbreak in any era, in any part of the world.
Everything But The Everything – Denials
Genre: Stoner Rock, Post-grunge, Emo
In a way, you could argue that popular music, the one destined to quickly disappear as well as the one with staying power, shifts between two phases. One is music to celebrate, get wild and forget one’s responsibilities. The other is music made to remember one’s responsibilities and misfortunes, and shake your fist at them until they seem to look insignificant by comparison.
Naturally, since music plays such a large part in our everyday lives, we’d like to think of it as more than that. However, since life is, ultimately, about living, enjoying art is about consuming its contents. In other words, there is nothing wrong with abandoning yourself to either one of those two options.
Anyone who has heard the sludgy, stoner-drenched sounds of grunge will know which side of the fence the bands in this genre leaned towards. Everything But The Everything’s Denials is controlled guitar chaos. It’s a powerful performance focused on the kind of subject matter that might well make you want to crawl up into a ball and spend the day in bed. Think of it as therapy, however, since this is the sort of music designed to exorcise the kind of demons that, otherwise, would have the habit of hanging around and haunting you forever.