By: Jonathan Lundeen |
Tuesday March 08, 2005 |
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While bands like The Von Bondies and The Vines were
enjoying their fifteen minutes of fame thanks to the
so-called "garage-rock revolution," Philadelphia's The
Capitol Years were quietly touring the country and
putting out records that put anything by either of
those bands to shame. Most bands lumped into the
"garage rock" scene mistook the label as an excuse to
simply crank up the amps to eleven and revel in
half-assed dirty blues-rock grooves. What they
conveniently forgot, however, was that the best of the
original garage rock scene were just as much about the
1960's psychedelic pop explorations as they were about
the lo-fi, DIY aesthetic. It's one thing to dirty up
your sound with distorted guitars and lewd vocals, but
another thing entirely to create an engaging pop song
worthy of repeated listens while you are doing it.
The Capitol Years key to success is the second part of
that equation, taking the necessary steps to turn an
ordinary stone into an exquisite gem.
Take, for example, Let Them Drink's opening
track, "Juicers" which kicks off with some monstrously
propulsive drumming and a wonderful bouncing bassline.
It's an inauspicious start, but things quickly get
more interesting as more sounds are added into the
mix. The multi-layered vocal harmony comes in and
lifts the martial beat to dizzying heights, but just
as the groove really starts to get going, the bass and
distorted guitar drop out leaving us with just the
drums and matching staccato acoustic strumming. It's
a somewhat disorienting trick, but the vocals keep the
song grounded and flowing along nicely. We slowly
build towards another climax as the full beat swings
back to life, this time accompanied by well-placed
tambourines and horns before fading out with more
gentle harmonies and backwards tape effects. This
transitions us into the more straightforward rock
stomp of "Mounds of Money," which is also the album's
first single. While this may resemble the more
traditional garage rock tune, the twin guitar attack
of lead singer Shai Halperin and Jeff Van Newkirk,
complete with battling mini-solos, keeps things from
falling into any sort of a rut.
This ability to keep things exciting and fresh is one
of the album's, and band's, strongest assets - as they
manage to spice up every track without falling to
gimmickry or blatant trickery. The revival tent-hymn
swagger of "Solid Gold," complete with backing organ,
or the droning lullaby guitars of the title track are
just a few examples of this. The dual guitar format
pops up frequently over the course of the album,
bringing to mind Television without letting the
instruments dominate the mix. At times the guitars
will circle and lash out at each other in angular,
post-punk riffs while other times they work in tandem
to create a disorienting psychedelic stew, but they
always create a perfect foundation for the wonderful
vocals of Halperin (a.k.a. Shai, Son of Eli). Whether
he is going the track alone or accompanied by gentle
multi-part harmonies, Halperin keeps the pop
sensibilities in check and prevents the album from
running off the rails. Let Them Drink doesn't
stray too far from your standard rock topics in the
lyric department, with love gone wrong and drinking
said love out of mind being two of the more frequent
topics. One strong exception is the Strokes-like tale
of big city life, "Ramona," which bemoans the loss of
a girl's love as she trades in the pampered living she
has always known for the decadent land of bright
lights and smog. "She will have a good time / I won't
have a good time" laments Halperin over spiky new-wave
guitars and another solid performance by bassist Dave
Wayne Daniels.
If you go back and listen to the garage-rock
touchstone Nuggets compilation, you will find
that the true garage spirit embodies a whole lot more
than loud distortion and sleazy sex appeal. The best
of that era combined a love for volume and sleaze with
an appreciation for pop values and an ear for a good
hook or solid melody. The Capitol Years keeps that
tradition alive in the twenty-first century, cranking
out a solid disc full of rocking tunes that never
loses touch with the necessary ingredients for an
enjoyable spin even after repeated listens. They may
have been born in a Philly garage, but they've spent
enough time in the sunshine to know how to have fun.