You can apparently kill two birds with one stone. However, if your name is Lubec, and you play lo-fi indie pop, you kill three birds with one picture instead. This month’s Favorite Records feature welcomes a band from Richmond, their hands, a couple of seminal records, and a brick wall. Could anyone ask for more?
Eddie Charlton (vocals, guitar)
Eccsame The Photon Band by Lilys
All of my friends have been annoyed for years by my ranting about Lilys, my favorite band. For those who may not know, Lilys are led by Kurt Heasley, a minstrel-like traveler who sets up shop in various American cities, forms a version of Lilys, and then records a shoegaze-y garage album, before moving on to do it again. Add to this erratic behavior his ability to write the most amazing, lilting and spiraling melodies and chord sequences that I’ve ever found and there you have it; my obsession of youth. Eccsame The Photon Band is my all-time favorite album because of its timeless sound and production that somehow reduces dream pop to mountains of negative space that build a melancholy tension. Heasley’s voice is distanced and icy, yet sacrifices nothing in emotion. Full of little details in the guitar tones and hums and drones (you can hear the squeak of the bass drum pedal!), Eccsame The Photon Band is the kind of album that still rewards the ear with new details and perspectives after hundreds of listens.
Also, I got to see Lilys open for My Bloody Valentine in Richmond because Kevin Shields is amazed by the songs on their records. KEVIN SHIELDS thinks Lilys are mind blowing.
That’s saying something.
Brandon Martin (vocals, drums)
In Utero by Nirvana
Yeah, Nevermind was great and all, but by the time I got into Nirvana, Kurt Cobain had been dead for three years and Nevermind‘s impact had thoroughly seeped into mainstream rock. So when I bought In Utero with some money I received for my 12th birthday, I was blown away. Gone was the sheen that glossed over Nevermind’s tracks.
In its place, a veneer of bile.
The guitars were acidic, the drums explosive, Cobain’s vocals straining to convey every last drop of apathy. I listened to In Utero a countless number of times. The songs are etched into my brain permanently. This album opened the door for me musically. Learning that Steve Albini also produced Surfer Rosa led me to get into the Pixies. Finding out that Dinosaur Jr. opened for Nirvana on the In Utero tour led me to them. I could go on and on and extol this album for all of the totemic reasons I have, but at the end of the day, it’s just a great fucking album.
Chris Compton (vocals, bass)
Graceland by Paul Simon
Despite the dated 80′s production of this record, the giddy rhythms and interweaving melodies shine through it all. The pulse of every song bounces and skips, pouring from musicians whose genuine excitement permeates every track. On songs like “Under African Skies” and the title track, Simon is arguably lyrically at his pinnacle. Having listened to this record from an early age, I can’t think of any other record that has ever felt as magical as this album.