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Sonic Youth’s Daydream Nation “Cinematic Mixtape” Coming to Crosstown Arts Theater

In October, 1988, a message arrived from another sonic universe. Daydream Nation was a double album that sounded like a communique from beyond, but was actually from New York underground rockers Sonic Youth.

Formed in 1981 by Thurston Moore and Kim Gordon, who emerged from the remnants of the post-punk No Wave scene, and Lee Ranaldo, a member of Glen Branca’s experimental guitar orchestra, Sonic Youth sounded like nothing else in popular (or even not so popular) music.

Daydream Nation
, their fifth album, captured them in the midst of a creative breakthrough. The wailing curtains of noise that filled EVOL and Sister parted to reveal jagged shards of punk, as well as the occasional hippie-jam touch. The organic push and pull of “Teen Age Riot” landed like a spring rain in a year when the pop charts were dominated by Poison and Milli Vanilli, and “We Didn’t Start The Fire.” “Trilogy,” which closes the album, is the connective tissue between “Stairway to Heaven” and “Paranoid Android.”

Sonic Youth drummer Steve Shelly says, “These days, everybody’s got an opinion, and everybody’s putting it online. When we said we were doing something with Daydream, we got people saying ‘I liked Dirty better.’

“But yes, Daydream has a really interesting resonance with its audience. The stereotypes with musicians is that these albums are like children, and we love each one of them. That’s true to some degree. I have a fondness for Daydream Nation, but I have a fondness for EVOL, which was the first record I did with the group.”

In 2007, two years after Daydream Nation was inducted into the Library of Congress’ National Recording Registry of historically significant cultural works, the band was asked to perform the album for the Don’t Look Back concert series.

“I think we did it 20 times that year,” says Shelly. “Most of them were at festivals, like Primavera and Pitchfork. But the concert Lance [Bangs] filmed was at one of the few indoor theater shows we did. It’s a little bit more intimate.”

To celebrate the 30th anniversary of the album, the band scoured their archives for rare footage.

“We’d been playing around in this archive, and we had all this stuff that hadn’t come out on DVD, or on YouTube,” Shelly says. “We thought it would be fun to show this stuff in theaters, so people could come together communally. The program has been kind of evolving as we go along, to contain pieces of film that we like from different eras. It is a bit of a cinematic mixtape.”

Shelly and the Sonic Youth video roadshow will be stopping at Crosstown Arts new theater this Friday, Jan. 11th.

“It’s excerpts from several films that we’re going to be showing at Crosstown Arts,” Shelly says.

Bangs’ documentary of the 2007 show in Glasgow, Scotland will anchor the program.

“We’re going to show some vintage Sonic Youth video from when Daydream was actually released,” Shelley says. “Then, we’re showing a portion of a documentary called ‘Blood in the Music’ that was filmed around the time of Daydream Nation, that shows the band during that time.”

Shelly stayed in Memphis in 1995 during the recording of Washing Machine, which was tracked at Easley McCain Studios. While here, he and the band got acquainted with Respect Yourself and Best of Enemies author and filmmaker Robert Gordon, who will moderate the discussion.

“We’re really happy that Robert Gordon will be with us there on Friday,” Shelly says.

The ‘cinematic mixtape” has been a hit since its debut in October. Shelly says the next stop is a European tour.

“We’ve been having to add shows because we’ve been selling out so quickly. We’ve been having a blast,” Shelly says. 

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Guy Blakeslee at the Hi-Tone

Guy Blakeslee’s recorded debut was as the bassist for the blink-and-miss-it, left-field, ’90s hardcore experimentalists Behind Closed Doors in 1997, before his window-rattling yet melodic bass lines became a signature part of the Convocation Of…, a trio formed in 1998 with former Moss Icon, Born Against, and Universal Order of Armageddon guitarist Tonie Joy and drummer George France. After two albums and an EP of heavy, ’70s-psych-and-prog-inspired post-hardcore in that band, Blakeslee departed and began making music as Entrance. At first, Entrance was a largely acoustic, psych-folk endeavor that was often compared to pre-glam Marc Bolan (Tyrannosaurus Rex) and then-contemporaries like Devendra Banhart. In reality, the four albums (and handful of EPs) Blakeslee released under this moniker between 2003 and 2006 (on Fat Possum, Tiger Style, and Tee Pee) are all over the map and track a gradual move toward a more rock-and-roll direction.

Guy Blakeslee

In 2004, Blakeslee teamed up with bassist Paz Lenchantin (who has a fascinating underground-to-high-profile resume), and by 2008, the project had officially morphed into the heavier, harder, but no less eclectic power-trio the Entrance Band, which released an amazing self-titled double-LP on Thurston Moore’s Ecstatic Peace! label in 2009 and a second album called Face the Sun in 2013. Under both monikers, Blakeslee toured the world with Sonic Youth, Cat Power, Will Oldham, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and Dungen, among others, and was personally asked to play the Animal Collective-curated All Tomorrow’s Parties festival in 2011. In 2014, Blakeslee released the more pared-back, personal, and very pretty (but appropriately all over the place) Ophelia Slowly album under his own name on Everloving Records. On the 15th of this month, Blakeslee released The Middle Sister, an all-instrumental double album evenly split between improvised John Fahey/Leo Kottke-acoustic guitar work and electric, more dynamic, and rhythmic early-’70s Krautrock/drone-rock (think Can, Neu!, Terry Riley, etc.).

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The Easley-McCain Era

We put that building to the best use of its life,” Doug Easley says. I feel good about that.”

He can. Although Easley and business partner Davis McCain no longer work in the former Easley-McCain studio on Deadrick, they take pride in recording more than two decades of music that succeeded in both commercial and cultural terms. The building burned in March of 2005, forcing the two to leave it behind. But the legacy of influential music endures.

Both Easley and McCain were set on sound from their childhoods.

“I was just fascinated with my father’s Dictaphone,” McCain says. “So they got me a recorder, and I would experiment with that all the time. I was always into it. I remember getting a small reel-to-reel recorder as a child. I always knew I wanted to do something in music. I went to Rhodes. I had actually planned on going into electronics, and I was convinced to go to college. I ran live sound at the pub on campus. Then I got the gig at the Antenna Club and stayed there until 1988.”

Easley seemingly was fated for music:

“I had big brothers,” Easley says. “They had gold records hanging on the wall down the street. A couple of the Box Tops lived on the street. Hombres, Chilton, those people all lived in my neighborhood at the time. I went to Messick High School. Duck Dunn, Cropper, and all that stuff. I think I was in the seventh grade, and I managed a band.”

Easley ran through several iterations of studios, often working from his home. But with the collection of Stax gear, the place was nothing like today’s home studios. And the list of collaborators and clients was impressive:

“We had people like REM guys come through,” Easley says. “When they were in town, we’d snag ’em. Ross Johnson. Peter Buck says the first lead guitar he ever played was in some sessions with Ross Johnson in the bedroom. I remember him stringing my Strat up.

“Everybody was convening at the Antenna Club. And we did a single with [McCain’s] band, [Barking Dog], in the house. Tav, maybe his first or second single, live. That sort of got a bug going. A do-it-yourself, don’t-wait-for-somebody-to-give-you-a-job attitude. To me, it basically started post disco. Memphis was at the lowest possible place it could be. Everybody had left town who was doing it in the old style. So they couldn’t stop us. So we just bought stuff and did it. I didn’t have faith in anybody giving me a job. Then I built another place behind my house; me and my dad. That was where Davis came in. We were looking for a space.”

When they found the Deadrick building, it was a fine mess. Originally built by a business partner of Chips Moman as a second facility for American Studio, the place was a mess when Easley-McCain Recording was formed in 1990.

“It had water damage, and termites had totally eaten the control room out. It was in really bad shape,” McCain says.

“When we got there, we had aspirations to do something,” Easley says. “It was ripe. It was a real good time. It was the beginning of the do-it-yourself era. The home studio I had was one of the few that weren’t catering to the old stuff. But there were bands, Dave [Shouse] had the Bud band [Band Called Bud]. They had their eye outside of Memphis. It was all about exporting to make it work. The records sort of helped that happen. A few would get out of town and did, and that helped us. That would promote it and tell people what was going on. It sort of snowballed.”

“Once the out-of-towners started coming, then the phone started ringing a lot,” McCain says. “If you go back and look at our calendars, they are just full. We would try to schedule ourselves days off, and then that would get covered up. It was a very busy time.”

Their success came through hard work at a time when marketing your studio didn’t involve Facebook or MySpace, or even email.

“It was all very old school,” Easley recalls. “I still have that beautiful-looking cell phone. It was a big old son of a gun.”

The major component to their success was being in tune with the culture. As Cobain was struggling with his disgust over commercial music, the scene around Easley-McCain was guided by Chilton’s experience with pop, his revulsion to it, and his artistic answer to it.

“I think it’s that we connected with what was going on everywhere except here, “Easley says. “They were bringing in music we’d never heard: the way they played and the way they tuned. They weren’t even playing blues and rock-and-roll, or rockabilly or whatever.

“We were sort of a development studio, in a sense. Like Wilco’s first record. Wilco wasn’t Wilco until they did their first record. We did their first record. White Stripes did their first record that sort of made them superstars. Then we do Sonic Youth, which I think was their ninth record. And then Jeff Buckley’s follow up to a big record he did. Then Pavement. Then a bunch of emo bands. It was all over the place.”

But their successes came with people who continue to define popular music.

“The White Stripes is a crazy example of something working,” Easley says. “I think they spent $1,700. It was a slow go, it took a couple of years for that to take off.” White Blood Cells was engineered by Stuart Sikes, a house engineer who moved to Dallas in 2002 and built Elmwood Recording before moving to Austin in 2012.

“But you don’t see that at the time,” McCain adds. “You wouldn’t even stop and listen to it after it went out the door. There was another one behind it.”

Their reputation extended beyond the underground scene. There was even one that got away.

“The one that I was having palpitations about was Bob Dylan” Easley says. “It ended up being the record of the year that year. He wanted to record in Memphis. I talked to Daniel Lanois for a long, long time on the phone. It never materialized.”

But Jack White’s production of Loretta Lynn’s Van Lear Rose would find the studio associated with some very mainstream success. The album was mixed by engineer Stuart Sikes and won the Best Country Album Grammy in 2005.

“I think we had done two country sessions,” Easley recalls. “And I’m sure the other one was horrible. But it was a beautiful country record in that it aligned Detroit, Memphis, and Nashville in this cool way.”

The two were later in Nashville when a woman asked them what they did. Easley mentioned Van Lear Rose.

“She said, ‘Horrible record. Just a horrible record.’ And I went, ‘Yes!'”

The studio was lost to fire in 2005. The owner opted not to rebuild.

“We managed to pull a lot out,” McCain says. “Doug worked on it.”

“I’m stubborn,” Easley says. “It was an interesting time for Memphis not to be in the old school. It was the beginning of a new school.”

They’re still at it: easleymccainrecording.com.

An earlier version of this article omitted the contributions of Stuart Sikes, who engineered the White Stripes’ White Blood Cells and returned to Easley from Texas to mix Van Lear Rose. We regret the error — JB

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Rather Ripped

Sonic Youth

(DGC)

Aging art stars jam and groove with their most tuneful album in ages.

Sonic Youth is the world’s greatest jam band. Or is that the world’s greatest jazz band? Can’t possibly be the world’s greatest groove band, right? As an avowed song fan, I’m strictly a dabbler when it comes to these categories, but I play Sonic Youth the same way I play Orchestra Baobob and Guitar Paradise of East Africa or James Carter and Sonny Rollins: as background music I can’t let stay in the background.

There’s an odd bell-curve-like trajectory to the band’s going-on-25-years-now career — from free-formish noise to mainstreamish alt-rock to noise again. But since I find their more recent meanderings so much more compelling than their kill-yr-idols era provocations, I’m tempted to say that selling out was the best thing that ever happened to this band. Or was it just aging? Or maybe parenthood?

Regardless, the new Rather Ripped is the band’s best since 1998’s epic A Thousand Leaves launched a ruminative period and maybe their most outright tuneful album since 1992’s Dirty went commercial. Or maybe their most tuneful record, period.

Returning to a foursome after a three-album courtship with avant-noise fifth wheel Jim O’Rourke, Rather Ripped signifies a change from the very outset, when guitarists Lee Ranaldo and Thurston Moore lock in a blast of clean, crisp, layered riffage on the opening “Reena.” This isn’t the kind of head-spinning, nearly psychedelic guitar “radiance” they made their legend with at their Daydream Nation peak. It’s more gentle — prettier. But at the same time, it retains the texture of the band’s earlier work. It’s weirder and more complicated than it sounds on the surface. This is probably why late-period Sonic Youth albums such as A Thousand Leaves and Sonic Nurse and now this one retain their freshness through repeated listens.

Of course, Sonic Youth is a song band — sort of. The words here come at you in verse-chorus or verse-refrain structures that seem like pop songs, but the words defy meaning. They’re suggestions made whole by sound. “Do you belie-ieve in rapture, babe?” Moore sings with a shaky amateur sweetness, and the guitars answer back in the affirmative. — Chris Herrington

Grade: A-

Remember That I Love You

Kimya Dawson

(K)

I think I might hate the (overheated) new Bruce Springsteen album and can’t abide any of the hipster folkie stuff currently using up its 15 minutes in the trend cycle. When it comes to folk music, I tend to value humor, warmth, modesty, and lack of affectation, which means underdogs like Todd Snider and especially Kimya Dawson. This latest batch of mostly acoustic, unabashedly personal, sing-songy ditties isn’t much different, much better, or much worse than all the other under-the-radar albums Dawson has circulated since the break-up of her inspired duo Moldy Peaches (search out 2004’s Hidden Vagenda). If Dawson’s music sounds childlike, it’s not because she romanticizes her own childhood but because she’s used to entertaining kids (her parents owned a day care) and wants to communicate as directly as possible. She loves Scrabble, her mom, staying up late playing video games, her friends, and — if you’re willing to listen for a while — you too. (“My Mom,” “Loose Lips,” “I Like Giants,” “12/26”) — CH

Grade: B+

Garden Ruin

Calexico

(Quarterstick)

Calexico remain musically multilingual on their latest album, filling a dozen songs with a predictably wide range of styles: mariachi, meringue, country, folk, and jazz. But the emphasis on Garden Ruin appears to be American rock. The band’s expansive sound, which reached a career peak on 2002’s excellent Feast of Wire, here serves Joey Burns’ songwriting, an arrangement of priorities that proves mostly rewarding and a little bit frustrating. On “Cruel,” “Bisbee Blue,” and “Letter to Bowie Knife,” he crafts elegantly concise lyrical lines and melodies that propel the music forward. As Garden Ruin progresses, the structures deviate from the traditional and the typical, incorporating dramatic vocals in both French and Spanish. Occasionally, the songs keen toward the fatally understated (“Smash”) or the jarringly overwrought (closer “All Systems Red”), but on the whole, the album is well tended, even if it does creep toward ruin. (“Cruel,” “Letter to Bowie Knife,” “Roka”) — Stephen Deusner

Grade: B