Perhaps the appeal lies in the fact that I’ve never heard anything quite like her voice, and she can do things with lyrics with her unique sound. But I have to admit that while I think Amedeo’s songs are just as great musically, I am more drawn to songs featuring Makino. In half of the songs, Amedeo’s more grounded vocals balance out Makino’s whispery singing. But as you begin to lie in bed, thoughts and worries start seeping into your brain, and inevitably they overtake the quiet beginning of your day, and you are left an overload of thoughts. The song reminds of times when one first wakes up in the morning, the sun is shining through the blinds onto your face and you have nothing on your mind. Is anyone there? What can you tell me? Afraid of what? Would you ever know? Everyone else is really boring. The song is a great lead-in to the second track “In Particular”, which changes the mood slightly with a lament of love, hurt, music, and life: The first song, a 40-second instrumental, sounds like a bird sweetly chirping. This attitude shows up in their music, especially in songs like “Equally Damaged”, the first track on Melody. They are not about drinking beer, partying all night long, and wearing certain “indie rock” fashions.īut they are about music, and the way music can drastically affect people’s perceptions of the world. Their moody music was like nothing I’ve heard, and a refreshing change from the energized careless rock of late. The group’s 2000 release sucked me into its codeine-like haze, and I was forever in love with Makino’s singular, ethereal voice and the band’s infectious keyboard, guitar, and bass rhythms. With all that said, let’s talk about my favorite Blonde Redhead album: Melody of Certain Damaged Lemons. Their music is inexplicable only in the sense that it’s mind-blowing a band can birth such beguiling tracks album after album. They are in tune with their listeners because they are in tune with what kind of music they want to create. In contrast, Blonde Redhead over the years has been consistent in the kind of music they produce. I can see how the comparisons to the legendary no-wave band can be made, but to me, Sonic Youth is less accessible in their over-the-edge experimentation (i.e., A Thousand Leaves and Daydream Nation). They are also often compared to Sonic Youth, perhaps partly because Sonic Youth drummer Steve Shelley released their debut on his label Smells Like Records. And so I easily became obsessed with the band made up with members to whom English was a second language (Makino is originally from Japan and twin brothers Simone and Amedeo Pace are native Italians).Īs the story goes, the group was named after a song by an ’80s New York City band called DNA. But I had a good hunch that the investment would pay off, and it did. Unable to wait and see if Makino will heal and perform again, I went out and bought the band’s entire discography. This worried my friend Anna who loves them. But apparently, lead singer Kazu Makino suffered an equestrian accident and was unable to perform. My friend had been building them up, and I was looking forward to seeing them. Recently though, I got curious about the band after they failed to appear at this year’s Coney Island’s annual Siren Music Festival. But because I had virtually no musical direction back in those vastly depressed days when I was surrounded by suburbanites who thought band tees and flannel shirts were revolutionary, I missed out on hours of emotionally stunning music. Instead of revering Kurt Cobain and Eddie Vedder, perhaps (in fact, I could probably guarantee) I would have focused all my love and attention to this wonderfully amazing trio (originally a quartet before bassist Maki Takahashi left). Perhaps if I had listened to Blonde Redhead back in 1995 when they released their self-titled debut, high school would have been a different experience for me.
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