Indie Basement (2/2): the week in classic indie, college rock, and more

I did briefly consider just posting last week’s Indie Basement again — happy Groundhog Day! — but there are too many good records out this week. We’ve got six new album this week including Dinosaur Jr‘s J. Mascis, Kirin J Callinan, Lee “Scratch” Perry‘s posthumous “final” album featuring Tricky, Shaun Ryder and more, UK neo-prog group, Plantoid, Maxwell Farrington & Le SuperHomard, The Paranoid Style, and more.

Over in Notable Releases, Andrew spins the latest from Anika Pyle, Vijay Iyer, Liquid Mike and more.

In other Basement-related news, Portishead’s Beth Gibbons finally announced a solo album! More album announcements: Pet Shop Boys, Dehd, and Shack’s Michael Head.

Need more? Catch up on last month with Indie Basement Best Songs & Albums of January roundup, including track reviews and a 76-song playlist.

Head below for this week’s reviews…

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ALBUM OF THE WEEK #1: J Mascis – What Do We Do Now? (Sub Pop)
The Dinosaur Jr. frontman feels very at home amongst acoustics, piano and a few ripping leads

J Mascis is synonymous with loud guitars; playing with his band Dinosaur Jr., on stage he’s cocooned in Marshall stacks which is as iconic an image as any in indie rock. The band are still making great records and are reliably solid live but, dare I say it, his solo records are more satisfying these days. His weary vocal style and melodic tendencies are not really different from what he did on You’re Living All Over Me back in 1986, but it all feels a little more at home against dusty acoustic guitars and piano. J had planned for his first solo album in five years to be totally acoustic but then he got the itch to play drums and add a few electric solos. Before long he was tapping his friends Ken Mauri to play piano and Matthew “Doc” Dunn for pedal steel. “I dunno why I did that exactly,” J admits, “but it’s just what happened. What Do We Do Now? sounds as much like a “band” record as any by Dinosaur Jr. but this is one J, Lou and Murph would never make. Whether they are or not, the arrangements make songs like “Can’t Believe We’re Here,” “Old Friends,” and “Set Me Down” seem more introspective and personal. More pop, too, in a rambling country rock way which, again, fits in so well with J’s sleepy delivery and sounds so good when he lets those signature ragged solos rip. I hope Dinosaur Jr. never break up again, but I’m glad Mascis gives us a record like this every few years.

kirin j callinan - if i could sing

ALBUM OF THE WEEK #2: Kirin J Callinan – If I Could Sing (Worse Records)
This maximalist Aussie eccentric delivers more weirdo pop as only he can. Frequently brilliant

Aussie artist Kirin J Callinan is a gonzo iconoclast, a seriously talented musician, songwriter and singer with an earned bad-boy wildman reputation that at times threatens to overshadow the music. His records embrace both sides of his personality and often feel like he’s answered the question “What if the Aphex Twin in the ‘Windowlicker’ video was a real person and tried to make ’80s-style pop?” That’s certainly the case with If I Could Sing, his first album of original material in seven years, though his 2019 covers album, Return to Center, is a good window into Kirin’s wonderful and frightening world. Speaking of scaring folks, goth ballad opener “Bread of Love,” which features Naem (fka Spank Rock) in what feels like a nod to the KLF, ends with the sounds of polite applause followed by kids screaming for their lives. It’s a new Kirin J Callinan album — do you know where your children are?

If you’ve been following Kirin’s recent run of singles from 2022 and 2023, you’ve heard nearly half of If I Could Sing already, and most of its best songs: “Young Drunk Driver,” a swaying widescreen collab with Hubert Lenoir where he pleads “leave your keys with me”; electro-rock jam “Eternally Hateful”; the brilliant, glitched out sophistipop grandeur of “Crazier Idea” (very Prefab Sprout); “Anæmic Adonis,” a true story of a drug overdose set to new wave ska-pop; and ethereal, glassine ballad “In Absolutes.” The rest of the album is not quite as memorable but there are still diamonds, including “The Truth,” which channels Infected-era The The, and If I Could Sing‘s delicate title track which, with its pizzicato strings, owes a little to Annie Lennox’s “Walking on Broken Glass.” There’s another, more literal question Kirin poses with the title of “If I Could Sing”…which he answers on every track with some real knockout vocal performances. He can definitely sing. His guitar skills have never been in question, but he really dazzles here too, delivering a few maximalist, heavily treated leads and solos that would’ve sounded at home on Yes’ none-more-’80s album 90215. It might even be keytar in some places, but it still rips. Kirin does not know the world subtle and hopefully it never enters his lexicon.

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Lee “Scratch” Perry – King Perry (False Idols)
Tricky, Happy Mondays’ Shaun Ryder and more contribute to the dub icon’s posthumous “final” album. It’s a fantastic send-off.

Reggae and dub legend Lee Scratch Perry was a mad genius who remained a fiery eccentric right up to the point he exited Planet Earth in 2021 at age 85. Like a lot of reggae artists, Perry never stopped making music — as in he was constantly in the studio — and who knows how many unreleased sessions are out there. King Perry, though, was the last album he recorded and was produced by Daniel Boyle, a UK producer and kindred spirit who understood Scratch’s style and idiosyncrasies and was one of the icon’s primary collaborators for the last decade of his life. Boyle brought in a lot of guests for this album, which is out via Tricky’s False Idols label, including Tricky and his current vocal muse, Marta, as well as Happy Mondays’ Shaun Ryder, Greentea Peng, and more. Whether it was planned this way from the get go or it became a motivating factor after his passing, King Perry has a lot of extra love in its grooves making for an especially satisfying record. It’s an album that was probably pieced together on a computer from dozens of vocal takes but it doesn’t feel like it, taking care to honor his legacy while not being beholden to the past. The guests are all fantastic. Greentea Peng in particular is someone you wish had entered Scratch’s orbit earlier; she is the best thing to happen to him in years, and her blunted vocal style slides in perfectly next to his on her two contributions (“Jah People in the Blue Sky” and “100 lbs of Summer”). Ryder is another inspired collaborator — “Green Banana” is easily the most fun song on the album — and even though it’s unlikely these two were ever in the studio together, it sounds like they’re trading lines off one mic. Tricky’s presence is more felt than heard, with his touch and taste and magic dust sprinkled across the whole thing. King Perry closes with “Goodbye,” an eerie, moving track that features his last-ever vocal recording. There will probably be more posthumous Lee “Scratch” Perry albums but I can’t imagine a more fitting send-off than this.

Maxwell Farrington & Le SuperHomard - please wait

Maxwell Farrington & Le SuperHomard – Please, wait… (Talitres)
French/Australian duo continue to channel Scott Walker on their orchestral second album

Australian singer-songwriter Maxwell Farrington and France’s Le SuperHomard (Christophe Vaillant) have reteamed for a second full-length album of lushly orchestrated ’60s-esque pop. If you’re unfamiliar with their previous records, Farrington is in possession of a deep baritone that bears a striking resemblance to the late Scott Walker, and Christophe gives the songs a backing worthy of it, full of strings, brass, flutes, bassoons, choirs and all manner of vintage synths. This time, the songs were born out of a creative partnership with France’s Nancy Opera before being reworked with opera and conservatory musicians into more familiar duo territory. This is regal stuff, technicolor and widescreen, full of sweep, grandeur and drama. Think Scott 4, think Nancy & Lee’s “Some Velvet Morning,” think Love’s “Alone Again, Or” and Please, wait… is worthy of the comparisons. Especially good is “Postprandial Promenade,” a duet with Nadine Khouri, where they sing “Gilded are the wings we fly / in tapestry we call the people left behind” as strings, brass and pedal steel lift them, and us, into the Milky Way, dreaming.

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Plantoid – Terrapath (Bella Union)
Brighton UK neo-prog quartet take us to another world on their debut album

You only have to look at this British band’s name, album title (and Midjourney AI fantasy cover art) to guess they’re gonna head deep into prog territory. That is indeed the case for Terrapath, Plantoid’s debut album, which is full of warm, jazzy textures, impressive musicianship, lengthy excursions and diversions, complex time signatures, different time signatures within one song, occasional rocking out, and lots of noodling. “Sometimes, when we play the record as a whole, it sort of feels like we’re entering this universe that we’ve created,” says singer and lyricist Chloe Spence. “The sounds, the art, and where our minds go while we’re playing the album takes us to this alien planet that no humans have reached.” I can dig it. Terrapath, like most prog albums, is meant to be ingested as a whole — preferably with mood lighting and some incense burning — but it’s the groovier creations that occasionally slip into Sade territory that draw this writer in the most. Mutant pop numbers like “Insomniac (Don’t Worry)” beguile as well, though, and it all probably makes more sense in a live setting. Plantoid are clearly good at world building, and Terrapath offers vivid snapshots of their alien landscapes.

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The Paranoid Style – The Interrogator (Bar/None)
Rock critic Elizabeth Nelson writes what she knows on her fourth album as The Paranoid Style, with help from a couple dB’s

Can music writers make it as actual musicians? The idiom goes something like “if you can’t do, teach, and if you can’t teach, criticize” but a few have successfully make the leap, including Yo La Tengo’s Ira Kaplan (NY Rocker), Pet Shop Boys’ Neil Tennant (Smash Hits), The Pretenders’ Chrissie Hynde (NME), and Saint Etienne’s Bob Stanley (NME), while most fall into dabbler territory (Michael Azerrad, Jim Derogatis). Elizabeth Nelson, whose bylines have graced Pitchfork, The Ringer, and The New York Times Magazine, falls more towards the former, with her witty observations and knowing references at the forefront of her hooky songs as The Paranoid Style. The Interrogator, her fourth album, takes some perhaps surprising inspiration. “For as long as I can remember, I’ve been obsessed with the sound of ZZ Top’s 1983 LP Eliminator, which was the outcome of Billy Gibbons’ incipient fascination with Depeche Mode and Orchestral Maneuvers In the Dark, and his desire to embroider the sound of those bands onto the Top’s inimitable Texas boogie,” says Elizabeth. “To me it sounds like heaven. When I realized the success of our previous records meant we were going to have a bigger budget for The Interrogator, I immediately huddled with my engineer and co-producer Jason Richmond and told him this was the sonic direction I thought we should go in. He happily agreed and it was all Fairlight synthesizers all the time from there.” She may be joking but you can sort of hear it — mostly in the drum machines — but nobody is going to confuse “​​The Ballad of Pertinent Information” for “Sharp Dressed Man.” Elizabeth enlists a few ringers here amongst the machines, including The dB’s Peter Holsapple and Will Rigby, but her lyrics are the real star here, mixing clever turns of phrase worthy of an ad copywriter or Morrissey (“Are You Loathsome Tonight” where she rhymes “savoy truffles” with “media kerfuffles”) with knowing observations where the personal and professional commingle. Is The Interrogator music for music critics, by music critics? A bit, yes: “Something about rock and roll / Makes me feel defensive,” she admits on “That Drop is Steep,” a song about fleeting fame. But it’s more music for media savvy and underpaid urban-dwellers — fun and knowing and a little overstuffed with syllables at times but all the more charming for it.

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