The Casket Lottery – Possiblies And Maybes

The Casket LotteryPossiblies And Maybes (Second Nature)

From the get-go, let it be known that Possiblies And Maybes is not a new Casket Lottery full-length. No song on here was intended to be thrown into the mix together with the hope of creating a completely consistent and fresh record. The “previously recorded, unreleased, and rare material” label is very important to such records.

That said, The Casket Lottery already has a lot of dangerous premeditations with which to contend. First is the “metal guys who found their soft side and stopped playing heavy music” factor (both guitarist/vocalist Nathan Ellis and bassist Stacey Hilt did stints as bass player for defunct Kansas metalcore outfit, Coalesce), which seems to have been an “in” trend over the last several years. Being from the same hometown as The Get-Up Kids can’t be much help either, since it can easily get them slagged off as a crybaby emo band without so much as a listen, particularly given the rise of other Lawrence-based Get-Up Kids copycat acts like The Anniversary.

The fact is, however, The Casket Lottery has come to a point smack in the middle of Coalesce and The Get-Up Kids, and nowhere is this more apparent than on Possiblies. The band still retains much of the technical creativity and distorted grooves they mastered in Coalesce—off-time riffage dodges in and out of the verse-chorus-verse format, all the while firmly supported by the incredibly solid pounding of Nathan Richardson. No doubt, they have taken the distortion down a few notches since their days in hardcore, and adapted to the dual-vocal harmony approach, with Ellis’ high-pitched voice taking the forefront on most tracks. However, songs like “March On To Babylon,” “Unteen” and “Blessed/Cursed” beckon back to The Lottery’s earlier releases, Choose Bronze and the Dot Dot Dash EP, making comfortable use of heavier riffs that could easily have slipped into some of Coalesce’s later work. Conversely, tracks like “Better Off” and “Bill And Axe” showcase the pop/rock sensibilities of the group.

Then there are the covers. Some are good, others less so. A pleasing cover of The Cure’s “Six Different Ways” graces the album, as does a fine rendition of Shudder To Think’s “Red House.” They belt it out like Coalesce on Helmet’s “In The Meantime,” and much of this is due to the guest appearance of ex-Coalesce frontman Sean Ingram’s guttural scream. The cover of The Police’s “Synchronicity II” is a bit disappointing. Ellis is no Sting, and his voice and singing style don’t seem to adapt to the song as well as they should, and it’s easy to see why this one stayed unreleased until now. More obscure covers include a Kill Creek rarity and a Government Issue cover taken from their split 7″ with Hot Water Music.

So is The Casket Lottery worthy of a compilation release of their harder-to-find material at a point where many are still asking “Who the hell is The Casket Lottery?” The Casket Lottery has come out on top. Possiblies And Maybes shows that the so-often stated indie belief that bands put out their best work as B-sides and comp tracks may have some credence. What is most impressive about this release is that the band was not squeamish about releasing it. This is, in every way, a complete collection, from their first demo songs, to tracks left off their most recent LP, songs they wanted to re-release, and others that they didn’t particularly want heard. It’s all here, to satisfy completists and non-completists alike, and it should do both very well. The fact is that The Casket Lottery is an important and talented band, and it has shown on every release. In their own words: “No, I’m not too old for this. And I hope I never outgrow my dreams.”

The Gits – Enter: The Conquering Chicken

The Gits – Enter: The Conquering Chicken (Broken Rekids)

As it did with Frenching the Bully earlier this year, Broken Rekids has reissued The Gits’ Enter: The Conquering Chicken in newly mixed and remastered format, expanded with live tracks and featuring new cover art. The entire reissue project is important, because it brings both the band’s music and Mia Zapata’s vibrant, strident, and unguardedly passionate vocals to a much wider audience. But at the same time, isn’t it just so goddamn sad? The reissue’s additional live material proves beyond any revisionist harping that The Gits were a great band. They roar through the tense, nervy “Seaweed”, punch up the punk template of “Bob (Cousin O.)” with gritty, brooding guitar solos, and fuse hardcore’s lockstep aggression with Zapata’s furious lyrical soul on “New Fast One.” As for Conquering Chicken itself, even the somewhat muddy signature of its original C/Z release couldn’t dilute its power, so it’s not surprising that the record shines anew in the glow of John Golden’s remastering. A straight, bluesy cover of Sam Cooke’s “A Change is Gonna Come” lets Zapata exist as a traditional vocalist would. Her style still bristles with barbs of emotion, but since she’s not required to bellow the words, they simmer instead of boil. (She finds a way to do both during “Precious Blood,” the following track.) Fleshed out with a few previously unavailable studio tracks and the live stuff, this new version finishes tidily what The Gits started with Frenching the Bully. But it’s also the defining statement of Mia Zapata’s legacy, both as an immensely talented frontwoman and a sad, angry, and beautiful inspiration. She was never fake, and The Gits were never boring. Life (and rock and roll) doesn’t have to be, either.

JTL

Read the Glorious Noise review of Frenching the Bully too.

Independents Lost

Independent record storeA recent story in the New York Times described a new cruise ship that’s being built. It will be christened the Pride of America. It is being built in Germany. It will be an American-flagged vessel. That means it will have the opportunity to cruise between American ports. There’s a law that prohibits foreign-flagged vessels from doing that. So the Pride of America will have a leg up on the others. A few other things to know, however. The Pride of America is owned by Norwegian Cruise Lines. Last I checked, Norway isn’t a U.S. state. But that doesn’t matter much. Norwegian Cruise Lines is owned by Star Cruises. Star is headquartered in Hong Kong. Which isn’t in the U.S., either. But that doesn’t matter because Star Cruises is actually a unit of Genting Berhad. That company is actually based in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. All of which is beginning to make me feel like I’ve got a bad case of novovirus that’s now seemingly one of the perks of taking a cruise nowadays.

This isn’t about ships. It’s about the fact that an independent record store in my town just closed.

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A Message from Glorious Noise

Rock and roll can STILL change your life.2003 has been an exciting year for Glorious Noise. And it’s all due to you, our readers. Especially those of you who take the time to give us hell in the comments and on the message boards. We love you all! It’s cool to see that people are enjoying this site. Looking back, it took from the time we launched in February 2001 until December 2001 to register 20,000 page views. Now we get twice that many people every month! So that’s cool. And thanks. Thanks for making it worthwhile to do this.

What follows are some of the notable things that happened with the site in 2003 and what you might expect for 2004…

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Zebrahead – MFZB

ZebraheadMFZB (Columbia)

Whereas Zebrahead’s previous two efforts were well in line with the poppy, punky, slightly zany sound of bands like Goldfinger and Luckyboys Confusion, MFZB is sullied up with a harder approach, perfect for competing with the spray-on grit of the phenomenonally succesful mall punk subgenre (take a bow, Good Charlotte). From its cover art to its songcraft, Playmate of the Year was goofy and florescent; it even included a third wave ska track. What’s this new noise then? Check the harsh, duochromatic artwork of MFZB. Thrill to its workmanlike rehash of Linkin Park aggression, bolted onto a sped-up punk revivalist chassis and rendered near tuneless by dueling, blaring guitars. Sure, there’s come chant-along moments, and songs nod to accessibility with production trickery that fools the feeble mind into believing there’s actual songcraft involved. But where’s the hip-hop flavor of past records? Zebrahead’s two vocalists have forsaken the definition between them, instead yammering and yelling, angry words tumbling out of their mouths faster than they can strike a pose to sell them. Even if the band’s previous incarnation was as much a pose as their new one, at least there was some fun in that picture. MFZB scratches out the eyes of that poor Playmate on the cover of the last LP with a soiled Brillo pad. Sorry girl, you can’t compete with corporate refocusing and runny male mascara.

MFZB was evidently named after Zebrahead’s thriving fan club, people who’ve waited patiently through three years of sonic tectonics. The giddy excess of Blink-182 has given way to the wink-wink-nod-nod plastic rebellion of Benji Madden and the rest, and here’s a new Zebrahead record to roll right along with the changes. Well, keep on rolling fellas, and take your duped fans with you. Better invest in parrots and peg legs now; sea chanties are going to be all the rage three years from now.

Rock and roll can change your life.