Showing posts with label Naked On The Vague. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Naked On The Vague. Show all posts

Thursday, June 10, 2010

A Ribwich Or A Podcast?

Pass the mustard, the next Midheaven / Revolver USA podcast is ready for consumption. PoCa #27 features new musical highlights from Woods, Dosh, Wounded Lion, White Fence, Chin Chin, Lodger, Brilliant Colors, Peter Gordon and the Love Of Life Orchestra, Naked On The Vague, Mount Carmel, Cleric, Rossi B and Luca, Rudi Zygadlo, Bloody Panda, K11, Howling Wind, Monarch, Tideland, and Ferocious Few. 36 mins and 6 seconds of mouthwatering tantalizingly delicious goodness. Download or stream at:

REVOLVER POD PAGE

Friday, April 25, 2008

Naked On The Vague 7.3 Pitchfork Review.

Naked on the Vague
The Blood Pressure Sessions

[Siltbreeze; 2008]

Rating: 7.3


You could argue that Sydney, Australia's Naked on the Vague are a bit of a 1980s-retro band, but only if you're thinking about the dark side of the decade-- no wave instead of new wave. Their first full length, The Blood Pressure Sessions, is mired in Reagan-era dread. Released last year on the Australian label Dual Plover and now given a U.S. vinyl treatment by Siltbreeze, the record drips with hollow contempt and dull scorn. It's the Southern Hemisphere's dark photo-negative answer to Times New Viking's Paisley Reich.


Comprised of keyboardist Lucy Cliché, bassist Matthew P. Hopkins, and a drum machine, Naked on the Vague churn out stripped-down and monotonous post-punk. The rhythms are primitive; the most animated songs rely on little more than the incessant thud of a bass drum. Likewise, any pretense of harmony is chucked out the window. As a result, it's easy draw a straight line from a Naked on the Vague song like "All Aboard"-- with it's slanted riff and stone-age drum loop-- to the esoteric scuzz of the past. But although Naked on the Vague wear some influences on their sleeves-- whether that's downtown noise, Flying Nun Records, or Huggy Bear LPs-- The Blood Pressure Sessions is more than just skilled homage. The band's take on post-punk is familiar but also tight and contemporary.


Naked on the Vague aren't abrasive in the Dead C sense, out to fully lobotomize their audience with skree and treble. In fact, when compared to the production value of other records released on Siltbreeze-- a label whose reputation was built on shrill hiss and white noise-- The Blood Pressure Sessions is startlingly clear and intensely silent. "All Aboard" is sheared down to the most meager of ingredients-- one circular drumbeat, a bass riff, and a and a malnourished keyboard melody. There's nothing else, not even amp hiss. But all of the negative space enhances the pervading sense of desolation. None of the instruments resonate and each lyric hangs in the air for only a moment before vanishing back into the void, as if the band are performing in a vacuum chamber.


Naked on the Vague also have a penchant for dubby textures that have more in common with the current Fuck It Tapes school of psychedelic music than to no wave. "Brown Sun/Sydney Lane Road" is six-minutes of clanking abstract percussion and flat vocal drones. There are accordion trills and lonesome trumpet farts thrown into the mix, but the sounds are hardly lush. Rather, they're restrained, like something from a claustrophobic horror-movie soundtrack. These moments alone don't divide them from the weirdos of yesteryear. Where no wave had a marked self-important streak, Naked on the Vague are self-aware. Although dark, their lyrics seem to drift around at the edge of black comedy. "Horse, he's sick/ Horse so sick," sings Lucy Cliché during the appropriately titled "The Horse, He's Sick". We're talking some distance from Michael Gira yelling, "All I can do is kill" in straight-faced earnest.


It's stupid to dismiss or embrace Naked on the Vague as merely the product of their influences. The Blood Pressure Sessions is an enhancement of an idea started a long time ago. During the 80s, bands responded to poverty, vacuous culture, and bad government with music that was appropriately nihilistic. It's not surprising that Naked on the Vague have been able to tap into that mindset 20 years later; the more things change, the more they stay the same.


-Aaron Leitko, April 17, 2008

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Naked On The Vague Dusted Review & US Tour Dates.

Naked on the Vague
The Blood Pressure Sessions
LP
(Siltbreeze)
Original review from Doug
Mosurock's Still Single feature.

I think my attentions were elsewhere when I caught this band at their label showcase down in Austin, my mind having just been turned into a paste by Eat Skull, and the virtual threat of some scene big shot who kept glaring at me any chance he got. Next time, dude, make a move, because you missed your shot at the title. Anyway, talked to Lax afterwards and NOTV was the band he had the most to say about; kept on going off on how they make music that fits in with the old Australian label M-Squared, that they were true to the roots of new wave, in that brief window before we were able to classify it. I like to stick to my guns, but I also have an outsized amount of respect for Siltbreeze and almost all of its works, and I knew this wasn’t some barbecue hoax from nowhere. I’m glad I’ve gotten the chance to spend some quiet time with this motherfucker of an album in the meantime. Co-ed duo wanderings of a decidedly dark and altogether chilling nature, either bending in a beautifully ebbing continuous tone meander, or thumping chest with steel-eyed intensity a la the better days of Lydia Lunch, all drum machine and black dye and squealing synthesizer, deathrockin’ and boppin’ along like … well, like a band that hasn’t yet been informed of “the rules” and went off on their own gut instincts. It’s often so hard to separate goth action from a teenage-level sense of propriety, that thing that makes all but the memories of youthful exposure to such stagey bleakness and sexualized danger so hard to stomach as the years go on. Naked on the Vague pull this off pretty effortlessly, and that’s a feat worth checking out. Very highly recommended. 500 copies.

Upcoming US live dates:
04/03 Philadelphia, PA @ DANGER DANGER GALLERY
04/04 Brooklyn, New York @ Secret Project Robot Party @ Monster Island (w/ Pink Reason, Tyvek, Psychedelic Horseshit)
04/05 New York, NY @ CAKE SHOP
04/08 Providence, RI @ AS220
04/09 Florence, MA @ YOD SHOP
04/11 Detroit, MI @ UFO Factory
04/13 Toledo, OH @ MICKEY FINN"S PUB
04/16 Chicago, IL @ AV-AERIE
04/18 Iowa City, IA @ THE CAVE OF SPIRITS
04/19 Minneapolis, MN @ ORGAN HAUS
04/25 Seattle, WA @ FUNHOUSE
05/01 Portland, OR @ THE TWILIGHT (w/ Eat Skull)
05/03 San Francisco, CA @ HEMLOCK TAVERN
05/11 Los Angeles, CA @ FAMILY
05/16 Los Angeles, CA @ THE SMELL
05/20 Los Angeles, CA @ DING-A-LING