Once again
we have an album hand-picked to match up with a concert review. This also
happens to be – fun fact – the second Australian band in a row!
Disc 1815 is…Cartoon
Darkness
Artist:
Amyl and the
Sniffers
Year of Release: 2024
What’s up with the
Cover? The band, presumably
responding to the photographer’s direction to “do something wacky!”
Let’s see – how did everyone do… Guy on the left? Wearing socks and sandals.
Horrible, but all too common in these troubled times. Middle guy – solid
approximation of hanging in space. I imagine he had to pogo like that multiple
times to land it just right. Kudos. Guy on the right? Looks like he’s in a
seventies cop movie and getting ready to beat some information out of a perp.
And as for Amy Taylor –
aka Amyl herself? Ye olde boob flash. As wacky camera moves go, it’s a classic.
How I Came To Know
It: I
discovered the band through my buddy Nick. This album was just me checking out
their latest release when it came out.
How It Stacks Up: I have all three Amyl and Sniffers albums
released so far. They just keep getting better, and “Cartoon Darkness” comes in
at #1, supplanting “Comfort to Me” which was not easy. Here’s the full recap:
- Cartoon Darkness: 5 stars (reviewed right
here)
- Comfort to Me: 5 stars (reviewed at Disc 1628)
- Self-Titled: 4 stars (reviewed at Disc 1683)
Ratings: 5 stars
“Cartoon Darkness” is
the best album of 2024. After I gave 2021’s “Comfort to Me” five-stars that was
a tough statement to live up to but along comes “Cartoon Darkness” to elbow its
way to the front of the line.
“Cartoon Darkness”
manages to celebrate every facet of rock and roll, and still turn everything
the colour punk. Previous Amyl and the Sniffers records have been more visceral
and raw, but the amazing feat achieved here is to lose exactly none of their signature
snap and snarl and still add new ways to bite you.
The band is savvy
enough to start with some of the purest of the punk stuff. “Jerkin’” is
a song that features Amy Taylor spewing a litany of insults to lame assholes
the world over, who are left with nothing to do but pull their own puds in the
shadow of her awesomeness. If that last sentence made you uncomfortable then
you should definitely not listen to this song, because I was being
positively euphemistic to how Amy tells it. If, however, you don’t mind graphic
imagery that is the point and then some, then this is punk rock goes, this is
grade A+ stuff.
The album also knocks
out some great guitar riffs, as the Sniffers show that punk rock can be tight
and well played and still sound nasty. Songs like “Bikini” take coy
sexual notions and supercharge them with aggression, turning the male gaze back
on itself so hard it’ll give you a slap.
Not unlike the last
album I reviewed by Camp Cope, we once again have some great expositions on men
behaving badly. “U Should Not Be Doing That” is about women staying
faithful while their jerk boyfriends make bad decisions. Amy’s got no time for
the double standard and this song makes it clear that when she gets home from
tour, you should be packed and gone. She’s done the work, and the upshot is,
you’re done.
That’s a few of the punkiest
tunes on the record, by Amyl and the Sniffers show range on “Cartoon Darkness”
with the melancholy “Big Dreams”, that is a slow and swaying mood piece
that would be at home on a nineties grunge record.
They drop a guitar riff
that demands horns in the air on “Doing in My Head” before breaking it
down into a downward spiral of the harshest mosh tune imaginable. All that up
high/down low combo takes a bit longer to roll out, and at 3:00 this is one of
the record’s longest songs.
That’s right, Amyl and
the Sniffers know that punk rock done right, gets in, throws some fists about,
and then gets out and onto the next song. The sheer energy of jumping from one
great track to the next – each different, but each more furious than the last –
is liberating and energizing. The record is over and all you want to do is play
it again.
Along the way, you’ll
feel a little Black Sabbath, a little Black Flag and a lot of black humour, and
each time you think “they can’t add that in here and make it work,”
they do.
The album’s final song
is the tongue-in-cheek (but still clench-fisted) “Me and the Girls,” a
song about a girls’ day out at the airport. Drunk. Musically this song
features a guitar riff that is the confluence of dancing, driving, and
fighting, and just when you think this modern masterpiece can’t add one more
sound and get away with it there it is – some Peter Frampton style talk box.
And yes, this also works.
Best tracks: all tracks
The Concert:
March 26 at the PNE Forum, Vancouver
For the second time in
a month, Sheila and I found ourselves sufficiently motivated to fly to
Vancouver to see a show. Before the show we had dinner at the awesome heavy
metal/punk inspired restaurant “Jackalopes” which I heartily recommend. Good
food, good service, great ambience.
The concert location
this time was also in East Van but in a venue many times larger than the
Biltmore – the PNE Forum.
The Forum is an old but
grand building Built in 1931 it holds about 4,000 concert-goers. This is about
four times as many as the Commodore Ballroom holds, which is critical, because
Amyl and the Sniffers have apparently “blown up” as they say in show biz, and
had the event moved to the Forum when the Commodore could not accommodate
demand.
And so, on an overcast
but pleasant Wednesday evening we found ourselves outside the majestic Forum,
its wall lighting artfully showing off its art deco archictecture. She’s an
aging beauty, but a beauty all the same.
Sheer Mag
The opening act was Philadelphia
hard rock band Sheer Mag. I was pretty excited about this, as I have been a fan
of the band since 2017 (I reviewed “Need to Feel Your Love”, their album from
that year, back at Disc 1309).
Despite my love for their
studio records, I was a little disappointed in the live show.
Things were off to an
optimistic start. The band is a five-piece and they lean into to their driving,
crunchy rock and roll with intent. Lead singer Tina Halladay is one of my favourite
band leaders, but the energy of the performance, while honest, didn’t reach
down and lift the crowd up like you have to do in a bigger venue. As one of our
party accurately noted, the room felt a bit big for them.
I will admit that part
of this was sound quality. Openers often suffer from a bit of mud in the
production – the result of all the effort going into the headliner’s needs.
Also, at a punk rock show I use ear plugs to save my hearing. I don’t put them
all the way in – I want the crunch – but it can take me a few songs to figure
out just where I need them to feel the dynamics of the music and avoid permanent
damage. I hadn’t perfected that until the last couple songs in Sheer Mag’s set.
That’s on me.
They worked their way
up into songs I knew and loved, but ended with a fairly average cover of Slade’s
“C’Mon Feel the Noize”. Not terrible, but not enough to win me over.
As you can see from the
photo, their stage had a bunch of giant white dice props piled about the place.
At the end of the show they saucily knocked one pillar over. While this action
was very punk rock, it left me just wanting MORE dice-knocking action. Alas, it
never happened, and the show ended as it began, with just a tap-tap of violent
intent where I wanted a few hammer-swings’ worth.
Amyl and the
Sniffers
After a bit of a lengthy
sound check, Amyl and the Sniffers invaded the stage.
I say invaded, because it
accurately describes the whirlwind of fury and glory that is frontwoman Amy
Taylor.
Taylor is a force of
nature. Wearing nothing but a bikini top and short shorts she stands 5’4” but
holds the presence of a 12 foot tall goddess in full battle armour. Yes Taylor
pranced and danced around, but it was very clear it was for her benefit, not
because she was pandering to some external sensibility to “perform”. She doesn’t
perform so much as she unleashes her creative energy, and lets the audience
hold on for the ride.
It is hard to describe
the charisma that rolls off Taylor in waves. I felt it hit me like the front edge
of the hurricane before she even sang a note, and the gale force only intensified
once the songs started. I immediately felt in the presence of greatness. Taylor
has the visceral don’t-give-a-fuck attitude of Wendy O. Williams combined with the
natural showmanship of a pop diva.
Fortunately, the band
has the musical talent to back all that up. The songs were crisp, fast, and
ferocious and since most of them are only three minutes long at most the band
was able to play a lot of them. If there was a favourite of mine from any of
the three records I didn’t hear, I can’t think of it right now.
Highlights included old
faves like “Knifey”, “GFY” and “Security” and newer singles
like “Jerkin’”, “Tiny Bikini” and “Me and the Girls”.
These weren’t only favourites because I love these songs so much – they were
played exceptionally, infused with all the force and presence they require.
The sound was
definitely fully recovered, so the lengthy sound check paid off as well.
The crowd at the show was
also a delight. Mostly (but not exclusively) under 35, there were plenty of
folks that were true devotees to the punk aesthetic, making for great people
watching in between sets. Everyone was well behaved, but in the good “it is still
OK to shove each other in the mosh pit” kind of way.
Full marks to the merch
table as well, which was fast and efficient, with plenty of awesome selections.
I got a shirt for both bands (hey, just because I didn’t love the Sheer Mag portion
of the show doesn’t mean I don’t still love the band)
As for Amyl and the
Sniffers – I would see them again in a heartbeat. I just worry that at this pace
the next time will be at a venue even larger than the Forum. I have no doubt
they’ll be able to fill the room with energy just as effectively.