Saturday, October 17, 2009

Fuck Buttons - Tarot Sport

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Last night was the end of an incredibly stressful and long week. I was exhausted, could only think about sleeping, and was far from willing to go out. My friend bbmed, I debated, and finally conjured up the strength to open my blood shot eyes and head to Hollywood. How did I manage to pull it off? Tarot Sport.



On my way out I was trying to convince myself that I was not tired, trying to use mind over body, trying to fight my urge to turn around and pass out. Following a similar experience where I did not have energy to go to the gym earlier in the week yet worked myself to the bone while blasting this record, I put on the album at full volume. By the time "The Lisbon Maru" broke out into horse-like beat, then "Olympians" rang my head with noise and then released with a single keyboard riff on top of echoes, I was awake, ready to go and ready to party.

This is one of the most chilling and adrenaline pumping records I have heard in a very long time. Using layers, sounds, and pure volume, the Fuck Buttons have managed to pull off an album that will stick for years. It's ahead of its time, it is post-modern.

Where Dan Deacon layers his music to create contrasting sounds that end up straight forward and clunky, the Fuck Buttons use numerous finely tuned keyboards to create subtle textures that slowly build off each other to create a single final sound. At any point in time on this record listen very very closely. Separate the sounds into their own, alienate the 6-7 keyboards into each separate melody, and focus on the insane amount of detail that went into crafting this album. It is truly inspiring.

Each song is only comprised of a simple four chord progression, a 4/4 time signature, simple beat. The way they use such simple and familiar grounds makes the album beautiful. And ask any musician how difficult it is to write a song longer than 3 minutes without boring yourself and the listener. I know I couldn't do it in the short time I played music. And every notable song stretches out beyond the eight minute mark, and keeps us engaged.

Do yourself a favor, treat yourself, get this record. Listen to it loud. Coming in at one of my favorite of 2009, and up in the top electronica releases of the decade (is it even electronic?).

The children that will be graced by this music at clubs and raves will only be so lucky. You don't need ecstasy to feel the power of this music; The album itself is ecstasy.

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