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When Your Heartstrings Break, (Sugar Free) published: Summer 1999, Tidal Wave Magazine - Issue Four |
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Beulah’s
1997 debut, Handsome Western States, found the band loving the
Beatles, although they mixed up the formula with a healthy injection
of post-Pavement indie rock. Robert Schneider (The Apples in Stereo
and E6 guru) gushed over the record, dropping it into every interview
and heavy rotation playlist he could. While that is all and good, the
record showed promise, but didn’t really deliver. The
band returns in 1999 with When Your Heartstrings Break and
kick the notion of a sophomore slump in the butt. Where Handsome
Western States was fairly decent, this record lives up to Schneider’s
hype (the man is a visionary right?!?). Beulah builds on the
minimalist guitar wanking and fuzz bass of the debut by adding a bunch
of horns (not just brass but clarinet), keyboards/electronic blippery,
all sorts of percussion (from tambourine to sleigh bells to handclaps),
even accordion and harp. There are eighteen guest musicians on the record. What
makes WYHB so compelling and glorious is the ability of the band
to run the gamut of the Beatles/Beach Boys classic pop while kicking
out the jams ala pre-millennial Pavement-esque indie rock. “Score from
Augusta” begins with horns, but the chorus quickly rocks driven by all
out fuzz bass. “Calm Go to the Wild Seas” is a baroque pop number with
Pet Sounds bass/organ breakdowns. “Ballad of the Lonely Argonaut”
finds Beulah riding into town on the fresh, new indie rock sound being
espoused by bands such as Creeper Lagoon. The melodies rise and fall
like Pavement’s Stephen Malkmus, but more smoothly. Beulah’s strength
is its ability to easily transition from classic pop (especially the
Beach Boys) into catchy indie rock. Songs revolve, turn, twist, and
meld into an utterly 21st century sound. Fellow
E6ers, Neutral Milk Hotel and Olivia Tremor Control, have made a name
for themselves with out there trippiness and left field musical antics.
Beulah finds themselves more conservative and straight ahead. There
is a definite geeky quirkiness to the record, but it doesn’t bog the
record down. The balance is struck, and achieved effortlessly. The use
of a variety of instruments, layered incredibly, is tempered by the
California cool vocals of Miles Kurosky. This
record is 100% California. The production is crisp (especially for a
so-called “lo-fi” recording), the feel is summer time fun. Obviously,
this is due to Beulah’s use of Beach Boys trickery, but, more accurately,
due to the warm melodies and good time lyrics, which are utterly clever
and intelligently humorous without being goofy novlety. The band finds
itself namedropping writers Harte and Twain, fashionable when mentioning
chinos, and poking fun at themselves. The lyrics to “If We Can Land
a Man on the Moon, Surely I Can Win Your Heart” are equally as humorous
as the title. Beulah lets the listener know that the “customer is always
right” (check this out: “All you need is a pretty song… If you wanna
sing, tell me what you wanna sing and I will play… If you want we’ll
change the sound… Anything you that you want, all we want from you is
a word or two… If we sell out, oh, oh well”). Eleven
songs, at just over thirty-four minutes is perfect. Never a tiring listen,
actually it begs to played again and again. The band pratically begs
anyway (on “If We Can Land…” again): “So sing our songs, and for applause
we’ll get up, get up!” There is no need to beg boys! With tunes as infectious,
hooky, and solid as these, we are singing along! |
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