Lindsay Hutton of N.B.T. just dropped a note to tell me that Joey Ramone's mother, Charlotte Lesher, passed away last night. More info here.
I've been keeping plenty busy these days but not so much that I have completely forgotten my blogging responsibilities. I'll have a ton of updates soon on the new radio show, new label and new record (which started tracking a few days ago) but in the meantime I want to tell you about this band the Steinways and their record Missed The Boat.
Released last summer, Missed The Boat is, I believe, the first long-player from this Queens quartet. Baltimore transplant Grath Madden is the ringleader, writing the songs as well as singing and playing guitar. He's backed up by another guitarist named Ace, Michelle Shirelle on bass and the troubled but capable Chris Grivet on drums.
Having been told many times over the years that such and such band sounds like Screeching Weasel, I've usually found that the case tends to be vastly overstated. With the Steinways, the influence is obvious but not grating. What sets this band apart from the usual gang of copycats are two things: an almost maniacal devotion to a minimalist approach and a genuine knack for original songwriting.
The problem with the minimalism thing is that it starts to grow old quick. It's one thing when a lousy one-note joke band keeps pounding that same key in an effort to get you to laugh, but when Madden comes up with yet another great song that he insists on ending after maybe one verse and a chorus, it starts to annoy. That one verse and chorus are, in most cases, good enough that I'd advise you to pick this album up pronto, but I'm hoping they head in a direction that sees Madden taking his songs a little more seriously and avoiding the temptation to go for the broad, almost vaudevillian humor he embraces on Missed The Boat. He has a ton of potential as a songwriter and while this album is probably a blast if you know the guys and go to see them play all the time in NY, it's bound to fall a little short of the mark for the rest of us. That the Steinways don't take themselves too seriously is indeed a blessing, but that they apparently don't take Madden's songwriting very seriously either is a real shame.
Minimalism aside, Madden's songwriting approach is relatively unique in a genre teeming with hacks and copycats; his style is somewhat similar to Frank Portman's in that he embraces conventional songwriting (though you might miss it at first glance) over hipster affectations and trends. He's also clearly well-versed in melodic punk and has a lighthearted, give-a-shit attitude that puts him in stark contrast to the shoe-gazing contingent; he gets that songs about girls are essentially funny. Madden isn't really doing anything that hasn't been done before - who among us is? - but he's got his own unique take on the formula and with a little work his songs could go toe to toe with any of the greats in the genre. The major disappointment of Missed The Boat is that Madden doesn't seem particularly inclined to try to push himself to that level.
Madden sings in a style similar to that of the Descendents' Milo Aukerman. Michelle's backing vocals add a nice dimension seldom heard in pop punk bands. The musicianship is good but the arrangements are bare-bones; the whole thing was recorded on a shoestring budget in an eye-blink so there's not much going on other than the basics. I hope the next time the Steinways make an album the songs are fleshed out more, that the band can spend more time on arrangements and production ideas, and that they can manage to scrape up the money to give themselves a little breathing room in the studio. But whatever the album's shortcomings, there is a genuine spark in the Steinways that most who walk down this path are sorely lacking; at the very least, they seem to be having fun rather than plotting a career path, and that's a rare sight indeed among bands that are actually listenable. I think the Steinways are just going to keep getting better; to that end, I'd advise you to get in on the ground floor by shelling out a few bucks for this one.
Last summer I told you about the Leftovers - remember? Since then a bunch of you have written to thank me for the tip, so here's another heads up: the boys are currently up here in Madison recording their next LP for Rally Records over at Smart Studios and I'm here to tell you that it blows their last album out of the water, which is pretty amazing considering that Party Tonight was by far the best full-length of 2006 to find its way into these mitts.
The album is being recorded by Waubesa Radio's own Justin Perkins, late of Yesterday's Kids and the Obsoletes and, as expected, he's doing a stellar job of capturing and bottling just whatever brand of white-hot voodoo lightning it is these guys emit; most bands would give a pinky finger if not a nut to be able to write songs this great but half the impact is lost if the recording doesn't do 'em justice; this one does and then some.
For a bunch of 20 year olds, these cats have fairly remarkable levels of poise, not to mention a production savvy that makes all those intentionally lo-fi garage rockers look like the goofy hacks they are. These guys are for real and this record is nothing short of amazing - one mind-bendingly great song after another as played by a balls-out, kick-ass rock band. This stuff'll tear the hair right out your scalp and while we can all agree that this sort of thing is subjective, if you don't get chills creepy crawling up your backbone after spinning this disc, frankly I don't want to know you. I saw Operation Ivy and Green Day a bunch of times before they got big and with that in mind I'm telling you without hesitation that no young band has ever impressed me as much as the Leftovers. Keep the old eyeballs peeled on the Rally site for updates as to the when and where of this release.
Here are some in-studio pics:
Bassist/Singer/Songwriter Kurt Baker taking on some guitar overdubs
Guitarist Andrew Rice either taking names or kicking ass, I'm not sure which
Drummer Adam Leftover ruminating over how best to make the Korg squeal like a pig
KB kicking out those jams
The guys take a break to pose for a pic with sugar daddy Jonny Rally.