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Monday, January 17, 2011

INTERVIEW: Keith! Party

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Mention hip hop to most and the first things that come to mind are American rappers with too many exit wounds, diamond encrusted teeth and more swear words than you can point a shotgun at. The idea of a troupe of kids from the hipster-filled northern suburbs of Melbourne being labeled hip-hop seems a little odd at first, but one listen to Keith! Party proves otherwise.
But don’t expect straight up rap – far from it. Sure there’s rapping and plenty of break-beats, but K!P are part of the new “rave-rap” music revolution. With their newest release, the Victoria Rocks-funded Roof Raisers, expect to hear dub reggae, grime bass, electro noises, triphop, old-school horror film melodies and vocals reminiscent of Destiny’s Child. Add in lyrics that would even make a sailor blush, and you have a winner. Paper-Deer’s favourite lines are “AIDS in a wheelchair on welfare” and the lyrics of Best Fiesta which imply girl-on-girl necrophilia. While Roof Raisers lacks the I’m-going-to-fucking-curb-you vibe of gansta rap, there’s still something darkly delicious about K!P’s messed-up brand of pop hip hop. File under “great music to have drugged-out sex to.”

Paige X. Cho got real with Cathead LaQuack, Talkshow Boy and 2SHEE. (We are pretty sure those are their birth names.)

The K!P entourage is always changing shape and size. Who are the core members of the group?
CATHEAD: Talkshow Boy, Cathead LaQuack, 2SHEE, Hotdog, Easy Lee, B. Jerky and our two dancers Amy Contortion and James Phantom. Also my brother DJ Wordlyfe. I was first introduced to Talkshow Boy by a wandering minstrel named Escobar Amsterdam. When I first saw him perform a live solo gig with his crazy asymmetrical haircut, I was blown away by his limitless energy and infectious enthusiasm. I met James and Amy when they were doing a dance show for the Fringe Festival and needed someone to write the music. James and Amy are two of the loveliest people I've ever met and their choreography made a brilliant new addition to our shambolic live show.
2SHEE: The rest of the band members were lured to Cathead’s bungalow with rainbow-coloured glowsticks.
TALKSHOW BOY: Every member of the crew has their own unique flow and style. Past members of K!P include Worm, Huge Euge, Treggers, MC Sleaze, Cheeks, Gezus, Conor G and many, many more party people.

Did you ever expect K!P to get this far in four years? Or ever?
CATHEAD: Despite the accidental and amateurish nature of the project, we've always suffered from delusions of grandeur and believed that it would go very far indeed. We started making absurdly bold proclamations about taking over the world, and we were so intoxicated that we started to believe them. The only unexpected thing about what's happened since then is that we've managed to get our shit together and actually organised things like getting a grant, recording and releasing an album, putting on shows and arranging interviews like this one.
TALKSHOW BOY: I’m still making bold proclamations. From the very first day the plan was to produce cutting-edge party music, create some classic and warped pop songs and party in an unorthodox, larger-than-life fashion when we perform. We’ve totally succeeded in every respect and we have no plans to let up. We are constantly producing stupid/experimental/fun dance jams and love making tracks with unconventional hooks.

Do you try to sketch out an idea of what will happen at each performance, or are they all sort of haphazard and spontaneous events depending on what and who you can grab?
TALKSHOW BOY: Every performance space is its own party playground - what is important is that we always seize the entire available space. We have different party supplies at every show and rudimentary dance-moves that coincide with some songs, but the key to a good party is a combination of spontaneity, break beats, bass and incidental grinding. In the past we’ve had bubbles, a jumping castle, party poppers, champagne, condoms, firecrackers, nudity, spliffs, potatoes, costumes, banners, toys, dildos, flags and plenty of fun. In the future we will continue to party with all of the above and more.

Maybe it’s something in the name of your band, the crazy live shows or the loose attitudes, but everything about K!P spells out “a good time”. What’s the craziest thing that has happened at a K!P show?
TALKSHOW BOY: We had a really uptight sound guy at one warehouse party who cracked the complete shits, getting in a fit of rage and swung a mic stand at us. He gave us this intense lecture on how we’re the worst non-band he’s seen in 20 years and if we were professionals we would have held the mics “correctly”. He was really shaken and red-in-the-face – it was quite unnerving but we laughed it off and proceeded to drink bottle after bottle of Sangria.

K!P are about to release a second album, Roof Raisers. What can your fans and well-wishers expect?
CATHEAD: Roof Raisers is our idea of the perfect party, with a lot of crazy guests, hilarious incidents, booty-shaking, playfulness, excessive behavior and colourful vibes. It's got some huge obnoxious beats, riffs and choruses but it may not be as dumb and obvious as you'd expect party music to be. After cranking it up loud with your friends, we hope you'll also enjoy it as a close private listen on your headphones, since there are a lot of hidden production nuances, funny backup vocals, witticisms and tongue-twisters.
TALKSHOW BOY: It’s underground pop music. I have always been fascinated by the ‘pop charts’ and love it whenever anything subversive, innovative, experimental or absurd sneaks in there and manages to come across as unequivocally “normal”. I wanted Roof Raisers to be a streamlined, cohesive party album that approximates commercial pop music just enough to get away with it whilst remaining progressive and resolutely leftfield and fucked-up in lyrical content.

While hip hop is probably the closest single genre to describe K!P, you still sound nothing like anything else in Australia. If you could create a new genre to describe K!P’s sound, what would it be called?
CATHEAD: It's true that we don't have much of an affinity with the majority of Aussie hip-hop artists but a recent review of our album in Rave Magazine accurately noted there is a hidden “second strand” of Australian rap that’s more ravey, fun and goofy than the better-known Aussie bogan variety. Leftfield Aussie rappers like Quan, Purple Duck, Shane Skillz, Dirt Child and Curse Ov Dialect are our kindred spirits.
We like to call our style "rave-rap", which basically means that apart from hip-hop, we're also heavily influenced by all kinds of electronic dance music and will rap over pretty much any kind of beat. The word "rave" refers to our musical style but also to our attitude: positive, hedonistic, juvenile, sincere, enthusiastic, loving, respectful, revolutionary.
TALKSHOW BOY: You can call us “rave-rap”, “party pop” or “sex beat”.


Anything else you’d like to add?
We will be releasing free rave-rap remixes and downloadable acapellas for further production and remixing through www.raverap.com - we are passionate about screwed-up good-time dance music and will be unleashing plenty of it over the coming months and years. There are so many underground producers releasing killer dance tracks over the internet - we love the global spectrum of innovators and love sharing our own home-made floor-fillers.

UPCOMING GIGS:
  • Tuesday January 25: Workers Club with JUNK!, Fabio Umberto, Rat Vs Possum DJs, Amy Contortion [Roof Raisers official album launch]
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Sunday, August 8, 2010

LIVE REVIEW: Splendour Report

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Dearest Paper-Deer readers, you may have noticed that this blog went eerily quiet from July 28 to August 3, which is the fault of a little festival by the name of Splendour in the Grass.



DAY ONE:
Paper-Deer and entourage rolled up to Splendour's new crib at Woodford, where we were met with mud and thirty-thousand new best mates to get muddy with. The "security" check on a car consisted of an awesomely laid back guy who seemed disappointed when we told him we honestly didn't have any drugs on us, and told us to let him know if we scored any... presumably because he was in desperate need of dope.

Day one proved blistering hot for our delicate Melbourne skin, and Paper-Deer's skinny-leg-wearing travelling companion was heard complaining, "I almost put a pair of shorts in my suitcase when I was packing, but then I told myself to not be so stupid." After nearly passing out from erecting a tent in the scorching Queensland sun, we managed to drag ourselves to the festival grounds but not before getting seriously lost in an endless sea of navy, khaki and silver temporary homes.

Violent Soho was the first aural feast of the festival, and they did not disappoint with their grunge-revival tunes. Hailing from Queensland but now based in the US, they opened Jesus Stole My Girlfriend by explaining that this song got them in trouble with our conservative Yankee cousins. That tends to happen when you call the son of God a "cunt".

British India seemed to please the indie segment of the crowd, and the Little Red crowd were more then content with the syrupy, retro-inspired tunes by the band. Although we should add that there were a few very angry young men dressed in black skinny legs, Doc Martens and Black Rebel Motorcycle Club shirts checking their watches very anxiously during Little Red's performance. A couple of stray girls from Little Red's set decided to stay on and hung tight to the barrier, but the sight of a completely badass leather-clad Peter Hayes doing sound check with a rebellious cigarette dangling from his pouting lips absolutely frightened them. "Um, excuse but are Black Rebel Motorcycle Club heavy? Will we get trampled?" one of them nervously asked another punter. The four girls managed to survive because of a tamer-than-normal mosh pit, most probably because the crowd were absolutely blown away by the phenomenal three piece's grimey, blues-drenched garage rock.

Back at the GW McLennan tent, Lisa Mitchell (aka Audrey Hepburn lookalike) frolicked around a stage decked out with coloured flags and her devoted backing band. But despite all the hype about this gorgeous nymph going from an Australian Idol contestant to Australia's next idol, her performance totally panned out. Weak, Angie Hart-esque vocals sound dainty in the studio, but guess what? Dainty just sounds weak in a live setting. One punter was overheard saying, "Wow, it's like over-processed open mic night" before shaking his head and running out of the tent screaming, thus lowering the male to female ratio in the tent even more. LCD Soundsystem was a loud relief to the ears after that all that soft, whingey folk, and they turned their stage into one big muddy arena of people dancing like drugged up music lovers. Which they probably were.

Perhaps the most memorable part of the day was not watching amazing bands while sun baking on a gorgeously green Queensland hill, but frustratingly trying to find our way back to our tent. Poorly marked out roads, lack of lighting and the fact that the marshals were completely uninterested in even directing us to a map didn't help us in the slightest, but we somehow managed to get to our tent but only after a considerable period of time and picking up a few other lost souls on the way.

DAY TWO:
Despite our greatest efforts to laze about naked in our sleeping bags until at least noon, it turned out that a plastic tent in the northern heat makes quite a good oven. Instead of roasting away, Paper-Deer and co trudged along and watched the very talented Jonathan Boulet and his backing crew hammer out their delicious, percussion-driven indie pop tunes at the main amphitheatre, followed by the also excellent Band of Skulls doing their thing.

Paper-Deer just missed out on Melburnian gems Oh Mercy (damn queues for mini Dutch pancakes!) but got to dance up a storm at the incredibly amazing John Steel Singers, who were accompanied by dancers wearing horse masks. The boogie-trend continued with Philadelphia Grand Jury with their jump-worthy tracks like I'm Going To Kill You and I Don't Want to Party [Party]. The three men ran about stage in their usual haphazard fashion, smashing equipment while pre-recorded banter blared out over the amphitheatre, and previewed a new song for the Splendour crowd.

Next up on the main stage was Operator Please, who have proved that they are most certainly not a one-hit wonder. While they did play Just a Song About Ping Pong, they got the crowd moving with a reworked version to keep it fresh, as well as showcasing their seriously shiny and amazing fashion sense.

We headed down to the GW McLennan Tent (which a friend dubbed "the boring acoustic tent") to watch Laura Marling and to see what Jack White is going on about. She was undoutably charming, and it was quite hilarious and lovely to see completely "blokey" going all mushy and singing their hearts out while clutching to their beers.

Back at the main stage, Wolfmother turned the main amphitheatre into bogan central with their excessively safe and wanky tunes. It must be said that the Led Zeppelin/Black Sabbath cover band did seem to impress most of the fist-pumping crowd, but there were quite a few of us hanging out the back rolling our eyes.

By the time that Florence & the Machine came onto the stage, the summery skies closed up with thick, purple clouds ominously rolling around above us. There was almost an electric quality to the air as Lady Florence started belting her heart out in a floor length lace dress and a white cape with her fiery red hair peeping out of the hood. If Lisa Mitchell disappointed us with her lack of stage presence, Florence was the complete opposite. Tearing across the stage, bouncing along barefoot, the red-haired Briton unleashed her vocal abilities with songs like Kiss With A Fist, sometimes bashing away at a floor tom by the microphone. With her almost mystical persona and waving a drum stick about like a magician's wand, the crowd watched her every move in awe like they were witnessing a goddess.

The Strokes headlined night numero duo, and lead singer Julian Casablancas seemed totally overwhelmed by the crowd every time he addressed the audience in between songs. "Look at this cauldron of humanity!" he proclaimed, in what has probably become the most quoted line from the three-day festival. The New Yorkers planned out an excellent set for their fans, full of crowd favourites like Last Night.


'Flo of the 'Mo

DAY THREE:
Despite the lack of proper showers and incredible amounts of dirt, this reviewer was incredibly jealous of all the beautiful girls strutting around in perfectly clean clothes and immaculate make-up, and was half tempted to sneak back to their tents to see if there was a make-up team on hand. But back to the music...

The day opened with Cloud Control soothing tired festival-goers with their mountain music, followed up by Surfer Blood back at the main amphitheatre. We Are Scientists' banter was definitely the best at the festival, with Keith Murray's incredibly bizarre but hilarious sense of humour. At one stage, he put out a safety announcement, warning the crowd to be careful of the steep slope in case they slid down at landed on the giant spikes at the bottom of the hill. Some of the slower (or perhaps inebriated) punters looked confused, but the rest of us has a quiet chuckle to ourselves. The greying band was followed by Ash, who impressed Paper-Deer until we realised that they had a backing track. Tsk tsk.

Unlike their hilarious David Letterman performance, The Vines' set was rock solid, and packed to the brim with their seriously fucking excellent garage rock. Lead singer Craig Nicholls seems to have put on a few pounds but his signature sexy crazy-man hair and devil may care attitude was more than intact. The Sydney band had the crowd under their thumb as they played songs like TV Pro, Winning Days and Get Free.
Kate Nash was hilariously crude and ladylike at the same time, with a banner in front of her keyboard reading "A CUNT IS A USEFUL THING" (point noted). She did have a several good whinges to the light guy, doing a little girl singsong tantrum routine about the lights "attacking" her, but we weren't sure if she was just playing or was just a legitimate princess.

At the Mix Up Stage, Alison Goldfrapp of Goldfrapp came onstage in a fierce flurry of black streamers, and wowed audiences with her electropop-ness but Paper-Deer had to leave before Goldfrapp had a chance to play any favourites like Strict Machine or Black Cherry to get a good spot for Pixies at the main amphitheatre.

Paper-Deer are not really into Mumford and Sons, but there is no denying how truly amazing they are. Armed with their beautifully crafted acoustic songs and humble onstage personas (repeated thanking Australia for being so good to them), the crowd loved them every bit back. The amphitheatre was completely packed, with not even a patch of dirt to spare. Everyone was jumping around, waving their arms, taking photos, singing along wholeheartedly, and there was even an inflatable zebra in on the action. It was clear: Mumford and Sons should definitely start a cult in Australia.

A large portion of the Mumford crowd stayed to watch grunge gods Pixies, but most did not stay. This writer should probably add that she is a massive fan of the quartet, but was seriously disappointed. Black Francis' dour attitude at their recent sellout show in Melbourne seemed to have gotten worse, and the only bit of banter in the entire set was a delightful little exchange between Francis and Kim Deal at the start of their famous Where Is My Mind. But it was admittedly hilarious when many non-fans (eager to hear at least some sort of interaction) actually replied to Black Francis when he yelled out "HEY! Been trying to meet you!" at the start of Hey. Perhaps they were a bit offended when he didn't reply, or just plain bored, but the human pit that Mumford and Sons commanded turned into a wide open space after a mass exodus about three songs into their set. On the plus side, devoted fans were treated to many non-Doolittle tracks like Bone Machine, Gigantic, Cactus, Caribou, Cecilia Ann and Velouria. It kind of proved that being able to sell out show in a couple of minutes doesn't always mean they should. (Paper-Deer is also readying itself for an onslaught of angry Pixies fans commenting on this post.)

Sunday, July 11, 2010

INTERVIEW: Deja Entendu

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"Deja entendu" means "already heard" in French. There just so happens to be a Melbourne electro band by that name, and if you haven't already heard them, you better run along and have a listen to their hot tunes so their name isn't false advertising.

The local three-piece comprises of the lovely Claire Rayner, Jack Arentz (formerly of MTV Kickstart winning band Skye Harbour) and Corey Schneider, and together they smush together bright melodies, pretty electric sounds and smashing party beats.



Paper-Deer had a chat to Jack about their name, their sound and their evolution.

“Deja entendu” means “already heard” in French... was there any story behind choosing that name for the band?
The band name actually comes from the album of a really great band called Brand New - they have a record called Deja Entendu. The name seemed like it would let our music speak for itself without a pre-imposed idea of what genre we are, or what sort of music we might make.

How did the three of you meet?
I met Claire at a Syn FM radio show that she was doing with the drummer in Skye Harbour (Frank Sweet). At the time I was interested in making some of my own music and she seemed to be pretty into where my ideas were heading. I met Corey over the budget PC games bin at EB games.

What does each member of the band bring to DE in terms of energy, personality and talent?
We're all pretty upbeat people. Claire and Corey bring the fashion aesthetic. I bring the beats. We all work on the sounds. Corey is the man that knows where all the cables need to be plugged into at any given time. Claire is really great with harmonies. We all focus a lot with the arrangement together, drawing from our own musical backgrounds.

A lot of people seem to call your music “shiny”. How would you describe it?
I guess shiny is appropriate. We're all into really big kick drums and snares. When we make music we're always trying to blow people away with strong rhythms, chords and melodies. I guess for us the next natural step is to make the song sound as good as possible. It's in fashion right now for things to sound 'lo-fi'. I dig the aesthetic, but sometimes it can be annoying that current trends in Australian music are encouraging so many people to be entirely derivative of music from older genres.

How has your music evolved from your Skeleton days to your current single Fast, Hard!?
Hugely! Fast, Hard! is only the beginning of a more focused sound from us. Like most bands, we're pretty over our first EP. Obviously it had its time and place, but we're looking forward to showing people a more focused song writing direction with more interesting sounds and melodies.

What was the inspiration behind Fast, Hard!?
Actually that song came from going out a lot and hearing lots of music directed at amphetamine takers. I guess I was just fascinated with the concept of how drugs affected people and the way that they heard popular music. The song is about being involved in a culture that is so immersed in drugs that it flows into the art and aesthetics of the nightlife. We just tried to capture the vibe of this environment.

What separates you from the gazillions of electro rock bands in Melbourne?
Our dedication to melody, rhythm and arrangement. I'm not saying we're perfect, but we spend a lot of time discussing what sounds good and bad.

What was it like building a studio?
Really draining. I think that the hard work involved in setting everything up almost took the life out of our song writing. Despite this, we realised the enormous potential for our creative ideas in the studio. Most importantly, it open up doors for us to work with other artists and extend our musical influence.

Is it different recording in your own studio, as opposed to hiring out someone else’s studio?
Yes. It's very different! We can work any time that we see fit, and it gives us the opportunity to realise our mistakes and elaborate on our strengths.

Your MySpace says there’s a debut LP on the way... Any clues that you can give us?
Well, we're working pretty hard. We're focusing on one song at a time right now. We will get there eventually!!!

Any embarrassing secrets that you’d like to share with Paper-Deer?
Claire blew a goat.

Umm, okay... Anything else?
Come to our shows motherfuckers. We work really hard and are nice people. Please. We love you?

DATES:
  • July 15: The Vineyard with Kristina Miltiadou
  • August 26: Shake Some Action (One Six One) with Cosmo Black
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Tuesday, June 22, 2010

NEWS: APRA Music Awards

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The quality and worth of creative acts are, by nature, quite a subjective thing. Artistic pieces - be it a song, a piece of performance theatre or a sculpture - can't really be measured objectively by scales and test scores. They're not like a maths test where one plus one is, and always should be, two.

Nevertheless, entertainment industries seem to be in the bad habit of singling out one particular piece of work as the "best" for that particular year, and 2010 seems to be no different. Here are the winners of the 2010 APRA Music Awards, held on June 21 at the Sydney Convention Centre:

  • Song of the Year: Temper Trap's Sweet Disposition
  • APRA Songwriters of the Year: Angus Young, Malcolm Young
  • APRA Breakthrough Songwriter Award: Nick Littemore, Jonathan Sloan, Luke Steele
  • Ted Albert Award for Outstanding Services to Australian Music: Jimmy Little
  • Most Played Australian Work: Eskimo Joe's Foreign Land
  • International Work of the Year: The Fray's You Found Me
  • Most Played Australian Work Overseas: AC/DC's Rock 'N Roll Train
  • Country Work of the Year: Troy Cassar-Daley's Big, Big Love
  • Blues & Roots Work of the Year: Ashley Grunwald's Breakout
  • Urban Work of the Year: Hilltop Hoods' Still Standing
  • Dance Work of the Year: Empire of the Sun's Walking on a Dream
  • Rock Work of the Year: Eskimo Joe's Foreign Land
Despite the fact that there are heaps of amazing yet unrecognised bands out there, Paper-Deer would like to give all of these home-grown Australian bands (except for The Fray because they're American) some serious thumb-up action for all the hard work, sweat and tears that went into their music.


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