Wednesday, 19 June 2013

Fleet Foxes by Fleet Foxes

With their full-length self-titled debut, Fleet Foxes found themselves at the top of many of 2008's 'album of the year' lists. When you look back, sometimes these lists only serve to highlight albums that fail to stand the test of time. But last year it featured well in Pitchfork's People's Listcoming in 18th place in a reader-compiled poll of the 200 best albums released in the life of the website up to that point (1996-2011).


The album's cover, a reproduction of Pieter Bruegel's Netherlandish Proverbs, echoed the music inside; seemingly of another time and out of step with the prevailing trends. The back cover, with its somewhat medieval font, while nothing particularly noteworthy in itself, continues this sense of displacement.

As with other albums featured here, it is likely I first heard about the band through The Guardian's Paul Lester via his excellent New Band of the Day (have another read, its always refreshing to revisit what people thought of a band before they became the critic's darlings). Also from the Guardian, a nice piece here by Jonathan Jones on judging albums by their cover, in which he concludes, "[a]s for Fleet Foxes, the thrill of their cover is that it ignores all convention and fashion - instead of a designer image here is raw art. It is a classic, and so is the recording inside." The album artwork went on to win the Art Vinyl prize for best cover that year.

As lead singer Robin Pecknold told Drowned In Sound: "“When you first see that painting it’s very bucolic, but when you look closer there’s all this really strange stuff going on, like dudes defecating coins into the river and people on fire, people carving a live sheep, this weird dude who looks like a tree root sitting around with a dog. There’s all this really weird stuff going on. I liked that the first impression is that it’s just pretty, but then you realise that the scene is this weird chaos. I like that you can’t really take it for what it is, that you’re first impression of it is wrong.”

Sunday, 16 June 2013

Postscript: A Different Way To Be

I thought it was worth posting a follow-up to the 'in praise of a grassroots approach to releasing records' post because, tellingly, those mentioned (Michael Taylor of Hiss Golden Messenger, James Jackson Toth of Wooden Wand and Brendan Greaves of the Paradise of Bachelors label) all took the time to reply back. This speaks volumes and just goes to reinforce the whole thrust of the post. It was James who got in there first and posted a lengthy response, adding some great insights into why he continues to embrace a grassroots approach. It is well worth sharing some of his reply:

...Don't wanna speak for [Michael Taylor] or [Paradise of Bachelors], but I think the sort of ethos you describe can be attributed to our shared background in punk. When I was a kid, whenever I would order a single from a band or label I liked, they would invariably send stickers, patches, letters (see my interview with HGM!), sometimes even additional records! I like the idea of continuing that tradition, especially these days, when the lure of free music is so strong. I always felt like Dischord actually appreciated the fact that I ordered records from them, and I'd like [Wooden Wand] fans to get the same feeling when they buy something directly from me. I never got a handwritten postcard from Dave Mustaine and I never get free buttons (you guys call them 'badges') when I order something from Amazon. Of course, for this to work, we need people like you, and I don't mean that in the patronizing 'we love you, Cleveland' kinda way. I'd agree that you are the definition of a 'fan' in 2013, the only kind that really matters, and if you keep checking in on us and forgive us our occasional trespasses (we all have a Landing On Water in us, you know), we'll keep showing our appreciation...


Secondly, as a result of the post I got a pretty special delivery of records from my father's record collection (see photos). These included Davy Graham's Folk, Blues & Beyond, John Fahey's Blind Joe Death, VU's White Light/White Heat, a couple of Creedence and Zeppelin and a Mississippi John Hurt. If you owned only these records it would still amount to a pretty amazing collection!