Avers

Avers

New Avers!

EggHunt, man. They could easily be sitting back and basking in the brilliance of their recent successes, but it’s full steam ahead with another preorder-worthy release, Omega/Whatever. Out July 29. Love the cover art.

I got to see Avers last Thursday night at the Broadberry as part of a three-band celebration of Virginia Tourism’s new “Virginia is for Music Lovers” campaign (which you should definitely check out — Andrew Cothern is doing really inspiring things in his new role there). No BS! Brass Band was first, Galax-based singer-songwriter Dori Freeman followed (you can read more about her set over at Doug Nunnally’s blog), and Avers closed the show.

I’ve gotten to see Avers a number of times, and have favorite tracks from both their Empty Light LP and their Wasted Tracks EP, but a song I wasn’t familiar with grabbed my attention. “These are the days when everything hurts” it said. “I feel ya,” my internal monologue responded. Turns out it’s one of the tracks on Omega/Whatever, “Everything Hz,” and Consequence of Sound just wrote it up. Very cool.

Avers is packed with capable songwriters, and I’m not sure who penned this one, but the title reminds me of the way The Trillions (another Charlie Glenn outfit) name songs — references to technology, with lyrics that often convey an uneasy feeling about internet culture and digital-age relationships. According to EggHunt’s site, Omega/Whatever traffics in similar concerns: “It’s an album about balance, too, centered around the struggles of living in the modern world.”

Sounds like this is going to hit extremely close to home. Balance is something I’ve been struggling with lately, and I’m really looking forward to hearing what Avers have to say on the subject. “Everything Hz” is certainly a strong, relatable start.

Avers — “Everything Hz” [Soundcloud]

 

Clair Morgan

Clair Morgan

I took this picture on Record Store Day at Sugar & Twine in Carytown. Seeing these posters around town has made me so happy, because this album that’s bringing me a great deal of joy is poised to do the same for so many other people.

There are a lot of good albums out there, but music that can make you feel pure joy is rare. There has to be something about it that worms way down, through the topsoil of everyday stuff — Is this recycling week? Do I need to go to the grocery store on the way home? — to the core of what makes us who we are. The permanent stuff. The stuff that was forged years ago via childhood experiences we may have only snapshot memories of.

New Lions & the Not-Good Night (streaming now over at Pure Volume) gets to that place. It’s filled with the wonderment that’s harder to feel the older you get, starting with the album’s narrative concept and cover art, both of which were based on Clair Morgan’s two sons. There are lions and fawns and falcons and masks — things that make me want to close my eyes and imagine an animated world where all of this is unfolding. And, as is the case with the animation I find most affecting, there’s a strong undercurrent of darkness to all of it. Tim Skirven’s stunning cover art isn’t all primary colors — the visual universe he created is somewhat ominous, and a quick glance at the track list lets you know that beds are going to catch fire at some point.

And there are lyrics on this album that just knock me over. I can’t help but nod my head when I hear “Don’t understand how we could be depleted” in “Rogue Island,” given the more than somewhat significant energy disparity between my almost-two-year-old daughter and her more than somewhat occasionally sleepy parents. Speaking of foggy consciousness, “The Sea” pulls you into this great middle ground between waking and sleep, but shakes you awake with a line I can’t stop thinking about: “If your perception is wrong, then let it be.” When I interviewed the band for River City Magazine, I loved hearing Morgan talk about this aspect of the album — the idea that how you experience things as a child is vastly different from your experiences as a parent:

“When you think about an adventure you took as a child,” Morgan said, “when you’re looking through that lens, that really happened. But now you’re looking through a completely different lens, whether you’re an adult or a father, and you look back at that scenario from a completely different perspective. What did you not soak in that actually happened that you were not able to absorb?”

But here’s what’s so remarkable: Even without the cover art and the lyrical arc — if I’d heard “Rogue Island” for the first time on the radio without any context — I think I’d still get to that place of wonderment because Morgan puts so much of that feeling into the music he makes. His last album, No Notes, pointed in this same direction, with these beautiful and complicated guitar patterns that few guitarists could execute once, much less in rapid repetition while singing. It’s positively hypnotizing live — I watch, quickly become overwhelmed, and after moving past the thought of “How the hell is he doing that?” I get to a really peaceful, amazed place. Like a kid who’s purely soaking in information because processing it might mean missing something.

Clair Morgan shows are such rich experiences, and it’s not just because of the guitar work. Morgan has surrounded himself with the perfect set of collaborators — the combination of diverse instrumentation and tight precision means that they can go so much further than most bands in exploring ideas and filling them with color and shape. With New Lions, Morgan’s has truly become a shared vision, and the people who have joined him on this journey seamlessly access and add to the adventurous sensibility that made his music exceptional in the first place. The vibes’ countermelody in ‘The Sea.” The great climbing bass lines and backing vocals in “New Company.” The interplay of the guitars in “Amelia Graveheart.” Together, Clair Morgan the band operates as a machine that can convert dreams to reality, whether they’re voicing tricky harmonies, shifting time signatures or engaging in vivid storytelling. When they start playing, it really feels like anything is possible.

Take a look below at Good Day RVA’s excellent “How To Set Your Bed On Fire” video to get a sense of how the group works as a whole. It’s really inspiring, I think, in the same way that New Lions & the Not-Good Night is. To get an even better sense, head to the Broadberry on Friday for the New Lions release party. The lineup is stacked —  Manatree, Spooky Cool, Way, Shape, or Form — and you can get your hands on your own copy of the album, which promises to be a 2016 bright spot, both here in Richmond and elsewhere.

Clair Morgan — “How To Set Your Bed On Fire” [Soundcloud/iTunes]

Lucy Dacus

Lucy Dacus

I’ve been eager to hear a full-length Lucy Dacus album since I first heard “I Don’t Want To Be Funny Anymore” last year. This was my ANTI. This was my The Life of Pablo. My… whatever Frank Ocean’s next album ends up being called.

The craziest part — No Burden is even better than I could have hoped.

It’s easy to write about music you like. It’s hard to write about music you love. There can be so much to say that the blank page starts to feel like that commercial where the cartoon people all try to run through a tiny door at once. The best I can do right now is share — single-file, one thing at a time — reasons I’m so wild about this album.

Her voice. It’s hard not to start here, because it’s so immediately striking. And while you could throw adjectives at it all day (I’ve used “singular,” “arresting,” and “expansive” in the past), it’s not the texture. Dacus’ phrasing is just as remarkable. One example: In “Troublemaker Doppelgänger,” the way “I saw a girl who looked like you and I wanted to tell everyone to run away from her” packs in syllables while somehow sounding perfectly natural AND sneaking in a subtle rhyme… it’s really something. Even with just one word — “sometime” in “Green Eyes, Red Face” — Dacus can pace lyrics in ways that feel musical beyond melody, like the way people say that poetry is musical.

The lyrics themselves call poetry to mind, but in a different way. Here’s what I said the first time I wrote about her:

Dacus’ writing is superb, both in terms of how she puts a song together and how she puts lyrics together. I’d compare her words to my favorite poetry — the kind that’s comprised of clearly stated, boiled-down, complete sentences that would hit you just as hard if they were buried in the middle of a paragraph on related subject matter.

I’m learning from listening to No Burden in full that her words don’t just hit you “hard,” — they can devastate you. Here’s a sampling of lines that I find absolutely crushing, whether they’re sad, touching, or especially incisive.

  • “I don’t believe in love at first sight, maybe I would if you looked at me right.” I first heard this at the Broadberry and went straight for my phone so I could write it down. I don’t even know what I was going to do next — text it to someone, keep it for a blog post about Dacus — I just had to capture it, knowing it might be a while before I heard it an on album.
  • “Without you, I am surely the last of my kind.” This first made me think of a dinosaur that saw all its friends and family die out — probably the most cartoonish interpretation imaginable — but what it’s come to represent is much more serious. After 11 years together, Mrs. YHT and I have so many shared experiences and habits and inside jokes… we’re the only two people who can claim those things. We’re a kind. I can’t imagine being the only one bearing the weight of those shared experiences. It’s truly unfathomable. I need to stop typing about this.
  • “Too old to play, too young to mess around.” Did you know that “I Saw Her Standing There” originally started with “She was just 17/Never been a beauty queen”? It was later edited to employ the edgier “You know what I mean.” This line in “Troublemaker Doppelgänger” gets to that same idea from a different — but just as cutting — angle.
  • “Is there room in the band? I don’t need to be the frontman.” The yearning for identity, the desperation, the self-effacement… it’s like she hacked my middle school brain. It hurts to hear in a really good way. The irony of course is that Dacus absolutely does need to be a frontman. To paraphrase Vanilla Ice, anything less would be a felony.

The last thing I’d point out before the enthusiasm door gets jammed is the way songs build and manage momentum. A few songs have big builds — “Troublemaker Doppelgänger,” “Dream State…” and “Map On A Wall” to name three — and as fun and goosebumpy as those crescendos are, what happens after is really interesting. (It’s convenient that the advance stream was posted via Soundcloud, because you can actually see the dynamics in action.) “Troublemaker” gives you a few blank bars at the very top, holding you there in suspense, “Map On A Wall” deploys a third act, and “Dream State…” has a whole other companion song, “… Familiar Place,” which brings No Burden to a close.

Maybe this is my fondness for meta-connections acting up, but I’d like to think this control — this mindful management of chaos — is an indication of what the future holds for Lucy Dacus. There’s been so much excitement ahead of No Burden, from Rolling Stone to NPR, and I like the idea that this is just the first act. That we’re only starting to see what Dacus and her band are capable of. Regardless, I’m excited to watch the crescendo grow in the weeks and months ahead.

Lucy Dacus — “Strange Torpedo” [Soundcloud/iTunes]

Egghunt Records

Egghunt

Can we stop for a quick second and talk about how Egghunt Records is absolutely killing it right now?

You’ve already heard me sing the praises of the label’s White Laces and Diamond Center releases, but there’s a bunch more singing to do:

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