Vinyl Sunday: Fight Like Apes - Fight Like Apes and the Mystery of the Golden Medallion
180g LP with paper/poly sleeve for extra protection and longer lasting pleasure.
Vinyl Sunday: Fight Like Apes - Fight Like Apes and the Mystery of the Golden Medallion
180g LP with paper/poly sleeve for extra protection and longer lasting pleasure.
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Battlestations ~Fight Like Apes
Number 3 of 2009: …Golden Medallion ~Fight Like Apes
There is a serious problem with U.S. bands trying to do the synth thing, they just aren’t getting any better. Sure some good albums have come out and there are some fun bands to see live but overall the genre seems to be 75% of everything plus some other influence which is supposed to make them unique/new/edgy. Fuck that shit. It’s all well and good but after 20-30 spins I’m more or less done with an album. I’ve used this analogy before but it really seems like 98.5% of bands that more or less end up lumped within the genre are bubblegum: great at first, chew it obsessively, quickly losses its taste and then totally spent. I love these albums for a month but I’m not coming back to them.
Dublin’s Fight Like Apes turn that shit on its ear (I feel bad lumping Fight Likes Apes in with the synthpop crew but as I try to get friends to listen, it seems to be the easiest genre inroad, illustrating the frustrating nature of subgenre, more often time limiting but labeling does retain some useful value in taxonomy). More than adept with their hooks, they’ve written some seriously catchy jams. However they are far, far more than their hooks. MayKay perfectly alternates her sweet and saccharine with sharp tongued vocals with her hard edged lyrical stylings lending a snide knowingness and depth to the music. The McLusky comps are of course fair and the band does a great job mixing in the influence, while repurposing it for their own ends. Hey, they even write lyrics that are worth a damn. In sum, they play emotion and reality deftly off each other and use their pop hook bounce and postpunk edge to similar effect. I could go into far more depth with the FLApes album but I’m trying to keep this brief; perhaps the best way to sum up the album is that the first 4 songs are better than anything else released by any “similar” band this year but those are not their best work. The magnum opus of the album is “Battlestations.” I could write a post about that song, so this won’t do it justice but briefly it is the best example of songwriting on the album and in its scope feels far closer to a 5 minute track than its humble 3:30is run time, its the sort of track that makes you embarrass yourself on the morning commute. Now they just need to play the US, seriously what the fuck is up with that?
cool to see response like this outside of Ireland (and the UK). I think they might have played a showcase in New York a year or so ago, plus SXSW, but few bands that aren’t major, mainstream success stories (or are deluded into thinking they are) or just really like travelling/the DIY experience (e.g. So Cow, Heathers) go to the expense of a US tour. I wouldn’t really know, but FLApes could be on the cusp of making it viable at this stage. [The real point being that they’ve done the sensible, hard-working thing and toured the UK heavily, where they can (and have) made an impact.]
And Battlestations is one of their best live songs, too.
Fight Like Apes - ‘Do You Karate?’ video by Eoghan Kidney.
old song, new twist (literally).
Fight Like Apes - ‘Jake Summers’ (original recording from the How Am I Supposed To Kill You If You Have All The Guns? EP, 2007)
“Ireland has, quite simply, never seen a band like Fight Like Apes. It’s not because they eschew guitars, or use kitchen implements as stage props. It’s not because they treat each gig as if it were their last, and it’s certainly not because they’re inevitably destined for international renown. Mostly, it’s because the quartet refuse to take themselves seriously, acting as a palette-cleansing antidote to the dour “woolly jumper brigade” that dragged Irish music into the depths of despair not a decade ago. They’ve polarised opinions like no other band in recent memory too; those who “get” Fight Like Apes adore them unswervingly, while their detractors gnash teeth in search of adjectives to describe their “gimmick”. Yet it’s only a gimmick if there’s no substance underneath, and their astonishing debut album Fight Like Apes and The Mystery of the Golden Medallion , an album that encompasses melancholy and whimsy (both lyrically and musically), is testament to their worth.” (Lauren Murphy in the Ticket’s list of the 50 best Irish music acts this April - Fight Like Apes were #4)
I seem to remember that it was ‘Lend Me Your Face’ which got me into them, and I may or may not have been aware of this, their first single, when it came out. However, it’s nice to go back to the original EPs - most of the songs of which were recycled and re-recorded for last year’s album - because, whatever you can say about the quality of the recordings, it’s the memory of the sound which comes back now.
(via raptoravatar)
the first one was the only one I really liked. I guess I’m just not ready for radioactive green zombie hands on my t-shirts.
“And what I want to tell you today is why that split— the neutral reading versus the visceral tooth-grinding hate-that-stuff feeling— is precisely why I’m really, really excited about what might happen to indie over the next decade”
I really liked this discursive/dialectical/oppositional analysis of 00s ‘indie’, partly because I share that excitement and partly because I still waver between those two reactions. From not bothering much about anything outside independent-label punk, at least in terms of contemporary music, I’ve opened myself to indie music. Originally it was so I could enjoy the domestic Irish scene - very, very limited when it comes to punk/hardcore - and the first discovery was ‘Do You Karate?’-era Fight Like Apes, a band which one could make claims for being ‘punk’ rather than ‘indie’ (they do cover Mclusky, after all) but attract a more or less indie audience. Discovering Irish artists led to exposure - via radio - to US and UK bands such as Vampire Weekend and Foals. Yet as much as I genuinely like those two groups, I’m equally happy to pass on Grizzly Bear or Animal Collective (gasp!). I’m not sure if it’s a judgement of taste or quality for me, but whichever it is, it’s not a question of authenticity as much as it is ‘do I enjoy listening to this band that everyone else seems to like’*, and yea or nay determines which indie-type bands sit alongside my obviously impeccable, authentic tastes in comparatively obscure punk bands.
The decision of the moment - partly conscious, and partly not - is on the Dirty Projectors. I would be inclined towards a “visceral tooth-grinding” dismissal if not for my defense of Damaged, leading to at least a “neutral reading” of Bitte Orca which I quite like in parts, or indeed, overall. They were in Dublin this week at a sold-out and apparently top-notch gig in Whelans which I half-intended attending; yet I’m sort of perversely glad I didn’t go and partake in the indie communion, which will likely have been their last small show before the hype inflates them to larger capacity venues. While I don’t subscribe to any worries about the inauthenticity of such ‘hype’ bands (Vampire Weekend’s debut is still one of my favourite records of last year, behind only of course Shooting at Unarmed Men and …Who Calls So Loud) I like to maintain a certain independence from the indie world. After all, that’s the meaning of the word ‘indie’, isn’t it?
*although that is in fact a description of authenticity from a personal point of view, instead of ‘authenticity’ as a collective judgement on a band itself.
FIGHT LIKE APES:
“TIE ME UP WITH JACKETS”
Songs pass by, songs return, songs burst in your vision and you carry their debris unknowingly.
I was reminded of Fight Like Apes today by hardcorefornerds and perpetua. I spent a night in February with Fight Like Apes after reading Mike Barthel’s endorsement on Idolator, in which he compared them to mclusky, and let this be clear, I will put you in my will if you sound like mclusky and you will receive whatever I most prize immediately before death, whether that be my records or my extensively-labeled collection of nose drop canisters, you deserve it, you are mclusky/Future of the Left/Fight Like Apes and you sound like my heart.
That night I read other reactions, among them vehement denigrations of “Jake Summers“‘s lyrical content, as though you could dismiss a whole song of lightsabre cocksucking bass and neon keyboard bleets aimed straight at the pleasure center in your brain with intent to overflow because someone rhymed “face” with “face.” Christ, have you fucking read Grizzly Bear or Bon Iver lyrics? Fucking seriously?
Essential message: Who cares? Fight Like Apes are awesome. I realized this that night, but I buried them over the past few months because there were other idle attachments that needed tending. Upon pulling them from the mental wreckage, this song broke into my head and stole its pink contents. I’ve been mumbling and drooling for an hour.
By the way, the line “we’ll play lovely noise that makes you love me” is real and true.
I hadn’t seen that Idolator review. It’s good (though I could go without the Fall Out Boy comparisons) particularly as a lot of the domestic coverage focuses mainly on their live shows, which are excellent, but not so much on what makes the band so interesting and even unique. Although there are other very good Irish bands, Fight Like Apes were the one group which actually got me interested in Irish music and probably the one group with the most international appeal. Most of their success on the latter count came from their relentless touring of the UK, instead of just relying on packed-out shows at home, but they also recorded (and re-recorded) some fantastic music.
Fight Like Apes
“Digifucker”
Live in Southhampton, 2/18/2009Yes, her hair looks crazy in this clip. Yes, the antics at the start are strange and amusing. I’m mostly just thinking about the way this song just bursts into that flashpoint of jealousy and drifts right out of it.
I really need to see these guys live again sometime soon.
Still a fan of this record.Blood Brothers - Peacocks skeleton with crooked feathers
para Mave y su fascinación con esqueletos
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I can see why FLApes chose John Goodmanson to produce their album.