I am in deep. Deep in these headphones, much like someone else who posts here, in a land I seldom linger: the land of the full album. Actually, a few full albums, from the same artist. The Fiery Furnaces. In wine tasting lingo this would be a vertical tasting, one in which you taste the same house, same varietal, over several vintages. My interest was piqued when another writer here foretold intentions of attending a future FF show. I own most all of the Furnaces’ releases, save a few recent ones since Bitter Tea, though I believe one is live, and the other is soon to be released. I could be off here, so feel free to set me straight. Since I own them all, one would have assumed that I have listened to these “albums”, but yet I haven’t, and therefore we find my situation with all its cosmic jaunts. See, for the majority of the last decade dedicated to musical listening, I have lived in shuffle, whether at work or at home. I’d say that besides the random listen to a live show, ITunes is set to shuffle, and honestly, its my best, and only slightly my worst friend.
I stand by the shuffle like a gay republican does the Christ Fellowship. My shuffle and I live by illogical tenets cloaked in secrecy; though I am neither gay nor driven by pop spirituals with a driving bass and a female lead(well, maybe the female lead. Ok, the driving bass, too). Those enthralled by the pop spiritual should love it for all it is, I will pass. I’ll take my gospel, my Gregorian and Buddhist Sutras/Chants. Chamber Music tickles me silly. My fondness of bluegrass stems not from spiritual traditions found commonly within, but from instrumentation and harmony, and that old-time story telling tradition. Hell, even the Grateful Dead and Robert Hunter understood, like Joesph Campbell before, that stories worth retelling will again be told. And should–through my shuffle tab.
Shuffle is my own version of the “law of attraction”. More often than not, shuffle plays the correct song at the appropriate moment in my life. Examples aside, Shuffle in my life is an embodiment of synchronicity. When single CD players were trumped by disc changers, i got one. A three. Then a five. I never moved into the world of 100+ disc changers: at that point I was in school, relatively poor, yet still music rich. CD’s never stayed in the trays for more than a song or two, with conversations and inspiration springing from those sessions of boundless play. And, musically, my play never stands still. You can will your mood, in part, through equanimity; if you listen to enough music, your player of choice (shuffle enabled) will complement.
In iTunes you now have the ‘Genius” option. This fancy new iTunes Genius which Bruce so rightly expounded on, is total dreck. I’ve run it through its paces. Genius and Shuffle must be based on some algorithm, which if analyzed shows neither randomness nor synchronicity, only some human tendency to find patterns in everything we see or experience. Sure. We can go there, but for those that do, you suck and are not fun. We should never play together.
The Furnaces–I believe they are lit. The heat is on. When a tune from them percolates the speakers and fills the house, I always have to go see who it is. Same for the likes of Akron/Family (though not as much recently), Midlake, Fleet Foxes, etc. Any of these so called “indie rock” bands. The Fiery Furnaces come off as more avant garde, as do many in the genre. (I’m not one for categories, though: I’ve got that tab turned off in my ITunes.) My friend and artist Popi Feeldz compares their “tonal qualities to The Residents, but more accessible.” This makes perfect sense to me. The Residents make my mind bleed, and when they shuffle by, I almost always know who it is, as with the Sun City Girls, The Swans, etc, again. Where the Furnaces win out here is with the story telling. Some of the songs come off as music worked over a cut/pasted short story audio book. Hints of “Isis” or “Lily, Rosemary, & the Jack of Hearts”. Prose weaving in and out of electrons, drums, whistles, beats, pianos, moogs – seriously, some of this stuff has to come off a computer or keyboard – which at one time would have crawled my skin, only here i appreciate it. With the former bands mentioned, The Residents, SCG, Swans, i have always gone there for the music, the edge, tension. Any tension in the FF’s seems trivial compared to the individual compositions.
Each album continues to reaffirm the FF’s as a band, and so I see the FF’s being able to create more of the tension I often seek.. I feel like The Residents moved in and out of this throughout there career. Wow. In need of the newer FF material at this point. Good thing.
In all, this vertical tasting has reaffirmed the belief in my shuffle. While everything from ‘Widow City’ to ‘Bitter Tea’ is accessible, I dont yearn, yet, for a whole album take. I need bits and pieces, glimpses at musics past and present along the way, along the day. Tension and release. As I finish this piece (did I actually say anything), I will admit I am sonically lost in “Rehearsing My Choir”. This might be the best vintage of The Fiery Furnaces. At least for my palate. Young tannins, with a sonic whole head feel; should age nicely over a few decades in you player.
HT