5 questions for Gordon Withers

•December 10, 2007 • Leave a Comment

 

1) Tell us a little bit about yourself and your musical background.

I’ve been playing cello since I was nine. I’ve always loved classical and rock music equally, and started playing cello (along with guitar) in bands in high school. In college, I studied classical cello while playing with Boston indie-rock band Betwixt on the side. We recorded two albums and toured a bit — it was a fun time. After Betwixt disbanded in 2000, I’ve been a mostly freelance cellist, while selling my soul to Corporate America during the day.

2) This is your first solo album. What made you choose to do an album of covers?

When I originally arranged Jawbox songs for cello quartet (a college project in 2000), it was a nod to the amazing Finnish cello quartet Apocalyptica , who started out doing cello versions of Metallica. When I heard about about Cal’s condition last year, I decided that re-recording those Jawbox arrangements as a proper tribute album would be the best way to help. However, I expect that the next recording I make will be mostly originals — and probably more guitar-driven. I miss the excitement of playing in a loud band.

3) $10 from each sale of your album goes toward a fund to benefit Cal Robbins. What can you tell us about the cause and what moved you to get involved?

Aside from the incredibly strong connection to Jawbox’s music and its impact on my adolescence, I was particularly moved by the Robbins’ financial situation in the face of Cal’s diagnosis. J. makes a living doing what a lot of semi-famous musicians end up doing after years of playing in bands — they become producers, helping the next generation craft their art. In the Robbins’ case, J’s production work is their only source of income, and his single-payer health insurance is almost useless in the case of such a debilitating and expensive disease as Spinal Muscular Atrophy. The fact that Cal has been able to make some progress with alternative therapies, and has the best medical equipment available for SMA children is largely due to the enormous outpouring of support from the independent music community. In January ‘08, Cal will be 2 years old — over 50% of children with Type I SMA never make it to their second birthday. However, no matter how much therapy he has, Cal will be confined to a wheelchair for his whole life, and will need expensive medical treatment indefinitely. I am hoping that sales of this album can keep up the community’s awareness of Cal’s plight, and perhaps make a dent toward these future expenses.

4) Who do you look to for inspiration?

My parents, who were always very active with Habitat for Humanity and other causes. Musically, I am inspired by anyone who writes or performs uncompromisingly with their own voice — people who could never be anyone but themselves. That list would include Jawbox (and other DC contemporaries like Fugazi and Shudder to Think), Danish punk band The Ex (who recorded with cellist Tom Cora, incidentally), cellist Pablo Casals, Adam Franklin of Swervedriver, Sonic Youth, and dozens of lesser-known pioneers in my own generation, like Andy Wagner or Shae Kripinsky.

5) Five artists you would sell your soul to collaborate with?

Thurston Moore, Adam Franklin, Jim O’Rourke, Ulrich Schnauss, Radiohead.

Album Review – The Decemberists – The Crane Wife

•December 9, 2007 • Leave a Comment

The Decemberists
The Crane Wife
Capitol
Rating: 4.5/5

Okay. I’ll admit it. I don’t usually win music game. I generally listen to what people give me or what people tell me I should check out, and it’s usually much later than everyone else has found it, after they’ve moved on to the next thing. My best friend has been telling me for a good solid year “You have to check this band out, they’re like sailing-creepy-pirate-gypsy-SCA minstrels that sing stories instead of songs” and I kept telling her that if she wanted me to check a band out she’d have to stop pushing it on me and find a more attractive descriptor.

So, cue the end of summer and I’m in Best Buy with a birthday gift certificate, waiting for my husband to stop drooling on some video game so we can head off to lunch. I decide to peruse the music section, and I find several selections on sale by The Decemberists. Wait, was that the name of that gypsy-pirate-minstrel band my best friend has been raving about? I picked up The Crane Wife and popped it into the car’s CD player. By the time we hit the restaurant for lunch, we were hooked. Tracks like “The Island” soar and race and at the end creep silently (a song done in 3 separate parts, it tells 3 separate stories about the same place).

“The Perfect Crime” has an electric thrum and a plot that has you rooting for the theives while picturing the cover art for Tarantino’s Reservoir Dogs. The song styles range widely from poppy and catchy (“O Valencia!”) to quiet and creepy (“Shankill Butchers”), to winsome accordian and string filled ballads (“Summersong”) to loud deep anthems (“When the War Came.”)

As is their trademark, most of the songs on The Crane Wife are melodic and melancholy, bordering on creepy, but with such beautifully crafted lyrics and amazing range, the quirk factor gets buried by the fact that these people are just amazing musicians. I’ve never heard of some of the instruments they use, for instance, the bouzouki (which is apparently a Balkan long necked string instrument similar to a mandolin) or the Moog (Which is apparently a generic term for a group of synthesizers), but that doesn’t stop me from really enjoying listening to them.

Besides, any album that can replace TOOL in my car CD player and still makes my husband turn his ear and say (instead of bitching about Maynard being vetoed) “You know, I just don’t think there’s enough good accordian music nowadays, and not enough pump organ, either,” is the win in my book. Ok, so I’m not in the first wave at the “The Decemberists are t3h rad” party. At least I showed up fashionably late. With albums like The Crane Wife I’ll keep coming back for more.
-Stephanie Oppelaar

Album Review – Gordon Withers – Jawbox on Cello: A Benefit for Cal Robbins

•December 9, 2007 • Leave a Comment

Gordon Withers
Jawbox on Cello: A Benefit for Cal Robbins
(unsigned/self-release)
Listen if you love/avoid if you hate: Apocalyptica, Rasputina, Jawbox
Rating: 4/5 stars

Gordon Withers is certainly not the first cellist to wander out of the chamber orchestra and into modern rock. There have been dozens of mediocre string quartet tributes to bands from Depeche Mode to Radiohead. An exception to the mediocrity, Finnish quartet Apocalyptica made a case for cello rock with their outstanding cello arrangements of songs by Metallica. Withers’ current project, Jawbox on Cello, will elicit inevitable comparisons to Apocalyptica, but after seven listens to his 12-track tribute, Gordon is up to the challenge.

Each song, arranged and performed in four parts by Withers, illuminates the melodic complexity hidden behind the guitar distortion and feedback in the original Jawbox recordings. The arrangements also demonstrate the cello’s amazing range and Gordon’s mastery of it; he rumbles on the bass clef, howls and shrieks in treble and serves up a throbbing rhythm section.

With many string arrangements of popular music, familiarity with the original work is requisite to appreciation, but this isn’t necessarily the case with Jawbox on Cello. While most of the arrangements remain almost meticulously true to the original rendition—his take on ”Motorist” even maintains the bullet-mic effect in its opening bars—Wither’s best moments are when he diverges from the original composition.

For example, “Consolation Prize,” the arrangement that strays most from the Jawbox version, is one of the strongest. It’s a beautiful, minimalist piece with the most “classical” sound on the album. A close listen reveals soft, sweet breathing between the silences, giving the eerie impression that the cello is a living, breathing organism. The effect is subtle but strangely moving. Unfortunately, this piece feels slightly out of place, though it is my favorite. That aside, each arrangement follows the one before it perfectly.

In addition to being a beautiful musical tribute to an under-appreciated 90s-era band, Jawbox on Cello: A Benefit for Cal Roberts is also a charity album, the proceeds of which go toward a fund for Callum Robbins, son of Jawbox found J. Robbins. Cal was diagnosed with Type 1 spinal muscular atrophy and, with the help of the fund, Cal will celebrate his second birthday, an age most children with Type 1 SMA never reach. Nevertheless, Cal is certainly not out of the woods. If Jawbox songs on cello aren’t your cup of tea, but you would still like to read about Cal’s story and how you can help, follow this link to Cal’s page on the DeSoto Records (The Dismemberment Plan, Channels, Edie Sedgwick) website.

-Amber Aldrich

Features – Nina Simone – The High Priestess of Soul

•December 7, 2007 • 2 Comments

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Stay away from me cos I’m in my sin
Stay away from me everybody cos I’m in my sin
If this joint is raided somebody give my gin
Don’t try me nobody cos you will never win

Imbalanced, passionate, and irascible, few people walk away from a Nina Simone recording unaffected. It would seem she has written or adapted a song to apply to virtually any predicament. Her interpretation of any lyrics washed through her and passed through her vocal chords almost involuntarily; every incantation is a raw assault on the emotional core of the listener – her anger is passionate and her passion angry.

Pirate Jenny
A song that drained even Nina with the singing, those bastards will figure out sooner than later who their chambermaid is – and perhaps more importantly, who it ain’t. To quote Nina, “What do you know? You don’t have to do shit. You just use me like all the rest. You don’t care about me, nobody does. If I dropped down dead now no one would give a damn. Don’t tell me to calm down – they should know what the fuck to do by now. I ain’t no teacher. Everyone just wants a piece of me – sing this, do that, smile Nina – it’s all bullshit, you know.” Nina was nobody’s chambermaid.


You gentlemen can say, “Hey gal, finish them floors!
Get upstairs! What’s wrong with you! Earn your keep here!
You toss me your tips
and look out to the ships
But I’m counting your heads
as I’m making the beds
Cuz there’s nobody gonna sleep here, honey
Nobody
Nobody!

Mississippi Goddam
This is a show tune, but the show hasn’t been written for it — yet, Nina warns, as she opens the song she wrote directly after dynamite was thrown into the 16th Street Baptist Church on September 15, 1963. Confronting the old guard with the consequences of their entombed and desiccated way of thinking, Nina cuts them to the bone and makes fools of them all between toe tapping piano melodies and well timed belts of “MISSISSIPPI GOD-DAYAM!” The words, Nina said, “erupted” from her. Nina also had this to say: “I was more than angry when I wrote ‘Goddam’ … I was violent. But I’m not violent all the time. Most of the time I’m the same as everyone. But I know my people need me and I won’t let them down.”
You don’t have to live next to me
Just give me my equality
Everybody knows about Mississippi
Everybody knows about Alabama
Everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam

Four Women
A commentary on the self-image of four black women and “their ideas of beauty and their own importance” at odds with social mores and the opinions of other women. “Black women didn’t know what the hell they wanted because they were defined by things they didn’t control, and until they had the confidence to define themselves they’d be stuck in the same mess forever,” Nina explained. The song rings true for woman of any complexion, the song is about being judged while being honest, punctuated with Nina’s sardonic screeching of each woman’s name.
My skin is brown
And my manner is tough
I’ll kill the first mother I see
Cos my life has been too rough
I’m awfully bitter these days
because my parents were slaves
What do they call me
My
name
is
PEACHES
Never one to acquiesce to an unspoken rule, Nina never declined to speak the truth, the way she saw it. It doesn’t matter whether you can relate to her love life or civil rights activism, even postmortem, she will forever enflame your indignities and soothe your trampled heart with a salve of commiseration. Whatever you think you feel, Nina felt it first and her recordings will throw it back in your face with a force tenfold.

-Teri Bryant

What can LOUD.ROBOT do for you?

•December 7, 2007 • 7 Comments

We want to know what you want to read in our little music blog. What kind of content would you like to see here? What will keep you coming back?

This weekend will bring new reviews, an interview with one of the artists reviewed here, and perhaps a top ten list of the movie soundtracks I can’t live without, finals week permitting. But we want to know what sorts of feature stories you want to see here.

Drop us a note in the comments with your ideas, comments, criticism, or even words of encouragement. We want LOUD.ROBOT to be a community, but we can’t do it without you.

Thanks for your support,
Amber