MICE PARADE
Obrigado
Saudade CD/LP, Fat Cat
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Adam Pierce wants to warm up your living room by giving you a mixture of
experimental and ease, of folk and postrock, of ephemeral space-trips and
down to earth relaxedness. Everything on “Obrigado Saudade” is easily
explainable and discernible, but the overall effect is hardly describable
in words, except maybe by pointing at the warm glow that it emits. Winter
is already here, outside it is cold and grey – it is high time everyone
took care of something warm to cuddle into on long afternoons. Which makes
it an ambient album in the best meaning of the word. But there is more to
the third album of Mice Parade on Fat Cat records, namely the ability to
make experimentalism easily accessible to the listener. So be warned,
there is a lot of strange stuff going on on this record, but you might
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Ephemeral, distanced and living in a galaxy completely of their own –
but like every galaxy even the one inhabitated by Mice Parade moves and
changes. Between the closest neighbouring galaxies of Múm, postrock from
Chicago or Mogwai, Mice Parade are still exploring the ways in which music
can change, evolve and sound. Fat Cat Records has become a haven for artists
trying to explore the fringes of the musical universe without falling into
the black holes of extremity and noise or dropping off the corner of the
world into the vast void of nothingness and meaninglessness (which makes Fat
Cat welcome guests in this website). Let me mention a few names: Animal collective,
Black Dice,
Sylvain Chauveau,
Crescent or Set Fire to Flames,
and say that Mice Parade are in a central position in the way these artists
circle around the fusion of pop-music and avantgarde. A fusion, that tries
to bring meaning into clichés and structures that have been rendered
meaningless by mindless mainstream-music and the collective numbness towards
musical structures and dynamics. That way, Fat Cat Records has installed the
second stage of a musical evolution that once started under the moniker of
postrock, but has trapped itself in its own vision by becoming more and more
interested in its own loops and loopholes, and lost the connection to the
outer, real world. “Obrigado Saudade” is easier to follow than the first two albums by
Mice Parade on Fat Cat, it invites the listener to introspection and to
follow the music into its own realm. The doors are open, the sounds are
friendly, the grooves laidback and gentle, the atmosphere is one of complete
peace and ease. In places where Godspeed You Black Emperor! try to trample
you down with the sheer force of a full orchestra or where Sigur Ros try to
lift you into a dark space of enigmatic nothingness with siren calls and
drawn harmonies, to name the two most prominent participants of this part of
the musical universe, Mice Parade are like a shining outpost of civilization
radiating with a warm glow that promises a welcoming handshake and a warm
meal and fireplace to every stranger passing by. Which gives away the most
important difference to the named bands: whereas the others try to grab the
listener and drag them into their direction and onto their trip, Mice Parade
opens the door and waits for the listener to come in and sit down. There is
no activity to get to the people, only the proposition which is open to
everyone. Does this come from the character of Adam Pierce, who is still the main
mind behind Mice Parade? He still plays and records most of the instruments
in his New York studio, even though he opens more and more to collaborations
with other musicians. It is an easy guess, that someone, who plays a dozen
or more instruments and records whole albums all on his one, is somewhat of
a loner. A person, who sees the advantages of being alone – as opposed to
being lonely – in the possibility to create something special, something
very individual without a lot of thought on to how the rest of the world
will react to the creation. Thus “Obrigado..” has become an almost
idiosyncratic effort, never minding the number of other musicians that set
in to play various parts. Among the collaborators are Kristin Anna Valtysdottir, from Múm, who
Adam Pierce occasionally drums for (there are really no accidents, all is
connected), who sings some almost elve-like vocals on the opening track and
a second track. Another well-known guest is Doug Scharin, still one of the
best drummers around, who, coming from Chicago, has fallen in and out of the
post-rock trap in I guess about a hundred different bands and projects, but
always maintained to be on the worthwhile side of things. (My first
encounter with Doug Scharin was the genius post-punk-band “June of 44”
with Fred Erskine, Sean Meadows and Jeff Mueller, who all come from a
punkrock-background but grew into serious musicians, who absolutely eat,
drink and breathe music at all times.) “Mystery Brethren”, the second
track on this album, is as close to a band-effort as Mice Parade will come
to, with synths, guitars, vibes and vocals coming from different players,
but not without being reworked for the record by Pierce himself. |
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11/2003