the IV – I am the moon, you are the sun
There are plenty of people working hard to reduce music to a bunch of formulas. They argue that what we’re dealing with is pure math. Once you get the algorithm to work right, no secrets ought to be kept from us. It will explain all efforts of human creativity in the field of music.
Of course, this is nonsense, and, for the most part, this happens to be the last time for non-musicians, beginner musicians, or those who simply have no talent to lean on.
The effect of punk and post-punk bands like Joy Division on the music world over the past few decades is proof. Any serious AI will be able to figure out Peter Hook’s basslines in a matter of seconds, you’d reckon. Would this be of any importance? Not at all.
the IV’s “I am the moon, you are the sun” proves that the Norwegian band loves the original post-punk bands so much that they are willing to reinvent it in their image. Yes, the shell of it is something that anyone familiar with this genre will be able to easily recognize. But the tender vocals, the intimate lyrics, and the band dynamics make the IV sound very exciting and disprove and silly ideas about pop music merely being a series of math equations that can be written out.
GROTTONAUT – Drugs Dad
Dinosaurs will die, of course. Consequently, this was one of the songs NOFX played on their first farewell tour and the unofficial title for it. Apart from their music careers, one can’t help but look at old punks with old habits and wonder just how they’ll manage to settle into the rigours of boring daily living. The real answer is that most don’t, and some fake it as much as an Olympic champion awaiting drug testing.
You’d never have dreamed of Johnny Thunders or Sid Vicious welcoming you to a pool part in suburban America, so why should the standards be any different for other punk-rockers. GROTTONAUT have a sense of humor, a sense of duty, and certainly a sense of dread about all of the rest of the time in which they’ll be asked to behave themselves.
“Drugs Dad” sounds like the pop-punk cries of mall-rats smoking weed behind the dumpsters who instantly, without warning, find themselves as adults having to do adult things. It’s enough to make them go stealth. GROTTONAUT still retains the same kind of energy, however, as well as the hooks that this kind of song needs in order to be memorable. Some things are better kept hidden and never fully retired.
