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All
This Sounds Gas
August 28, 2001
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In
1989, after a mushroom-laden camping trip to the family farm
in Montana, Scott Kannberg and a childhood friend record a
few songs at Gary Youngs studio/garage in Stockton, CA. Scott
borrows $800 from his father and begins pressing up a little
record, calling it Slay Tracks. As his friend (mysteriously)
disappears with backpack into post-graduation Europe, Scott
toils half-heartedly as a clerk/punk-rock-record-buyer at
a tiny Stockton record store. The young Kannberg begins to
distribute the little record to friends, fanzines and small
record labels. He even gives one to his dad. He christens
the band Pavement, after a short-lived group hed started
in college, and decides to change his name, at least in print,
to Spiral Stairs.
While meandering through Eastern Europe and Western Asia,
spending more than his share of Deutschmarks and speaking
indecipherable Farsi to unsuspecting natives, the childhood
friend discovers an imported version of Slay Tracks at a record
shop in Berlin. Meanwhile, back in the States, Spiral and
a new drummer/roommate record more tracks for Pavement. Luckily
the childhood friend, Slay Tracks in hand, returns to Stockton
in time to lend some vocals to the new tracks, resulting in
a second 7" for the humble garage band. Spiral and friend
title second release Demolition Plot J-7 as Pavement make
the transition from one-off fluke to a bona fide "band." As
they say, two down, and many more to go...
Flash forward eleven years--after adding three band-mates/
friends and losing one stalwart inspiration, and with five
albums and many singles under their belt, a tour that barely
misses Tanzania, a few college radio hits and a nice legion
of loyal fans firmly intact, Pavement quietly disband in the
Summer of 2000. Some say there was strife, some say the split
was compelled by boredom. Finally and most reasonably, some
simply say its better to fade away and quit your whining
anyway.
Pre/post Pavement-demise Spiral continues writing music and
starts Amazing Grease Records with friends, Ben Lutch and
Mike Drake (Oranger, Overwhelming Colorfast). Amazing Grease
releases records from the likes of Oranger, Carlos, Sunless
Day, Cole Marquis, Aaron Nudelman, and the Moore Brothers.
Then, after uncovering a four-track player full of tunes written
for Pavements last record, Terror Twilight, and armed with
an ankle-deep record collection reflecting his punk-rock and
post-rock fanaticism, newly and firmly inspired Spiral steps
to the mic. Rising from the dust, flack and emotional debris,
Spiral decides that the post-Pavement lore has only just begun.
Spiral gets intimate with his acoustic and spends early 2000
recording more melodic fucked-up songs than you could twitch
your ear at. He aspires to a hum-under-your-breath and tap-your-toes
while bobbing-your-head-incessantly-to-the-music sort of sound
and decides he may even use two (instead of Pavements customary
one) takes. He dusts off his Tascam and upgrades his drum-machine
with a couple of dried-out coconuts. He decides, "its time
the music in my head met the sound of an electronic beat."
Or was at least put to tape. (Yeah.)
Now, and with hardly a metallic flutter, his new project Preston
School of Industry is born. PSOI taps into Spirals enthusiasm
for all things Echo and the Bunnymen, Fall, Kinks and Clean--filtered
through his Central Valley Americana roots. The results? Spiral
puts down over twenty songs and in June 2001 Amazing Grease
Records releases a small taste of things to come with Goodbye
to the Edge City CDEP and 10" with grand ALBUM to ensue...
PSOI provides Spiral with the perfect environment and--most
importantly--his first opportunity to combine his influences
into a full-length release of his own. And with its layers
that reveal themselves gradually and its penchant to let things
lie, sometimes magically and imperfectly, we find All This
Sounds Gas one of the most refreshing and original albums
weve heard in a long time.
We all know that Spirals songs in Pavement were the anthems
(think "Forklift," "Two States," and "Kennel District"), songs
whose hooks and heart made them among the most loved of the
Pavement canon. And from the first notes of PSOIs "Whalebones"
youll know youre in that old familiar Pavement territory,
surrounded by all your favorite guitar licks that threaten
to momentarily fall apart just as they arabesque briefly,
almost imperceptively. Spiral steps into uncharted territory
by adding fluegelhorns and cello, not to mention actually
letting us hear his voice. "Whalebones" (along with "Encyclopedic
Knowledge of" and "Idea of Fires"--all pilfered from previously-mentioned
pre-Terror Twilight recordings) was recorded in the Summer/
Fall of 2000 at Gary Youngs studio--maybe youll hear it
in the drums. The remainder of the songs were written Spring
of 2000 after the last Pavement tour (recorded Winter 2000)
and, without trying to sell you on every song, we must say
that with "Falling Away" Spiral has created another anthem
that couldve been the Cures next great video hit (picture
a cliff, a pair of floppy New Balances and a tube of Ruby-Red
lipstick). The normally taciturn Spiral even delivers a seven-and-a-half
minute rock odyssey that tells the tale of Icarus and Daedulus,
who flew too close to the sun.
The albums theme, you ask? "California after the rush," we
say. Somewhere between the Orange Groves and suburbs, or lying
beneath the PCs and Palm Pilots, Spiral questions whether
anything (?) is truly lost forever. With "Solitaire" he resuscitates
Lou Reeds classic "Kill Your Sons" through €80s dance floor
iconography whilst-while reviving the spirit of post-hip-hop
Prince via Moog. Who wouldve thought? He closes the album
with the Lennon/Lips collision "Take a Stand."
Finally, Preston School of Industry--with Andrew Borger (Tom
Waits, Moore Bros.) on drums and Jon Erickson (Moore Bros.)
on bass plus various talented and inspired Bay Area musicians--sets
fire to all of Georges lawn gnomes as Spiral sidesteps all
comparisons to previous incarnations to begin building the
foundations of a whole new dynasty of his own.
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