Showing posts with label Pizzicato Five. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pizzicato Five. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Pizzicato Five - Combinaison Spaciale


I'm an otaku, a Japanophile, though I can't say that I'm nearly as informed as I'd like to be. I love to watch, read and learn about Japanese culture, though I couldn't tell you what is widely considered good or bad in it. In the country high school I attended we somehow managed to get a Japanese foreign exchange student. I tried to ask her about what was and wasn't cool in Japan but she simply didn't speak very good English and I didn't even know what "kawaii" meant at the time. One thing I remember clearly though was that when I asked her if Pizzicato Five were still hip and cool in Japan, she gave a certifiable "no" as her response. One very clear word in English said it all.

Despite the exchange student's response, it didn't matter as I was smitten by Miss Maki Nomiya's vocals and the overall sound of P5. I'd purchased a tape of their second US compilation, The Sound Of Music, and thought it was brilliant. I was practically knocked out when I heard the Made In USA compilation, which is exactly where I should have started. In the US they were spoken of like alien gods, bringing kitsch and wonderful pop music to the masses, whereas it seems their home court popularity had waned. Nonetheless, Matador Records, their American label, continued to release P5 albums, including two peculiar EPs, the acoustic rock of Sister Freedom Tapes, and Combinaison Spaciale, a remix record.

I was in college when the aforementioned EPs were released and could only find and afford Sister Freedom Tapes, which I was rather disappointed with as I was expecting more kitsch rather than a sweet, stripped down band. It's grown on me over the years, now becoming quite a wonderful favorite of mine, though I'd neglected Combinaison Spaciale as I assumed it would be cheesy house or something of that sort. I got the shock of my life when I was in a mall record shop and it was playing, leaving me to ask the guy at the counter "what the hell was that?" I bought it and played it all the way home and for a longtime thereafter, in wonder at how spaced out and dreamy the whole thing was. It was a record for romance, love and the summer, breeding dreams and relaxation as it played.

Contrary to what the cover says, the remixes on Combinaison Spaciale aren't very dubby, at least not in the typical sense. Rather, the whole thing starts off with a Japanese interview with vocalist Maki Nomiya, an interview that goes on for almost four minutes and for which I have no clue what they're talking about. The interview is followed by what sounds like a live version of the poppy, bouncy, horn-laden Baby Portable Rock. It's not terribly removed from the studio version but it's just as irresistible. From there, the first of two remixes of Icecream Meltin' Mellow appears, although it's also not terribly divergent from the original, still featuring Triip's rap and the main melody, albeit without most of the scratching. Everything changes on the next track though, a Gentle People remix of Contact a swim in synths. Then a remix of the conversational-English filled Good that removes the upbeat flow in favor of backwards, skewed strings and a lovely kind of weird. Next up is the truly groovy Tokyo Mon Amour, an instrumental featuring organ from Kume Daisaku that sounds like the soundtrack to a love shack or a Playboy Club. Finally, as if the whole thing couldn't get any dreamier, the other remix of Icecream Meltin' Mellow comes in with most of the original music stripped away in favor of a shimmery, simmering beach groove begging you to move and love to. It's stunning, and ends with some solo piano as the sound of an incoming plane cuts off, leaving you wondering where to go next. Next is hitting the play button again!

Maybe Pizzicato Five isn't terribly hip any longer. Maybe they were simply in the right place at the right time. Then again, with music as good as they made, who cares if they were popular or not. When it sounds this good that's really all that matters. Play this on a warm summer night with someone special and tell me Maki Nomiya isn't right when she says Good.


Pizzicato Five - Combinaison Spaciale

01 Maki Nomiya Interview
02 Baby Portable Rock (Baby Mexican Rock Version)
03 Icecream Meltin' Mellow (Marin Mix 2 by Sunahara Yoshinori)
04 Contact (Percolator Mix by The Gentle People)
05 Good (Samoan Attorney Mix by Nauga)
06 Tokyo Mon Amour (Discotique 96 Mix feat. Kume Daisaku at the organ)
07 Icecream Meltin' Mellow (Marin Mix 1 by Sunahara Yoshinori)



Tuesday, March 1, 2011

The Doom Generation Soundtrack


If you've never seen The Doom Generation or a Gregg Araki film, it's definitely an experience. I couldn't find The Doom Generation for rental but found a used copy for purchase on a VHS tape recorded at EP speed, so the quality sucked and was a less than optimal platform for enjoying the film. At the time, there was a punk/gothish girl I was trying to get next to who worked at the shop I purchased it from, and when she asked if I enjoyed the film I had to tell her that I was left a little queasy afterwords. She assumed it was because of the scene where one of the characters eats their own semen after masturbating, so she initially gave me the "you're much too vanilla for me" look, but that was never the issue, it was the violence of the ending, with a group of neo-nazis castrating and killing one of the main characters in such gruesome detail that put me off, leaving an otherwise entertaining film experience tainted by something seemingly out of step with the rest of the film.

I'm sure most people were put off by the majority of the film, what with the homosexual-undertones, violence, and ridiculously vulgar language, but it's meant to be confrontational, made with the intent to get one thinking outside of the figurative box. It probably didn't help that the script was rough, the film looked cheap (the VHS medium may have been a factor though) and there was a consistently directionless vibe throughout, all of which helped earn it a bad reputation, though I think it was wrongfully applied. Not every film is for everyone, so why would someone reviewing The Doom Generation treat it as if it were intended for the same people going to see Ace Ventura? It's their loss in the end, although I suppose what's great about The Doom Generation is it's so out there that just about everyone could walk away with something completely different. If only films like this could have made it to the local multiplex. Oh yeah, it also had a deliciously young Rose McGowan! Vavavoom!

I may never have found out about The Doom Generation, the film, if I hadn't been exposed to the soundtrack. I found the cassette for cheap at the same shop I eventually purchased the movie at and it became a permanent fixture in my car for a few years. Filled with shoegazer tripiness, hypnotic grooves, plenty of diversity and a clutch of supposedly rare tracks, I drove around blasting the Cocteau Twins' Summerblink, Babyland's deathly stomp of Double Coupon, the beauty of The Verve's Already There and much, much more. I figured, any indie film with a soundtrack this good had to be alright, and it certainly was.

The Doom Generation soundtrack was issued on American Recordings, Rick Rubin's label which I've mentioned before has catalog issues, what with it's distribution changing frequently and only it's Slayer and Johnny Cash releases always remaining in print. So, despite what seems like a decent push from Warner Bros. and it's appearance during the grand age of indie films, the soundtrack for the The Doom Generation, much like the film, is mostly forgotten today. I'm sure it would be hell to keep this collection of songs licensed for what would probably be an almost non-sale, so it's not at all shocking to see it has disappeared from retail, both literally and digitally, so I'm happy to post it here today for you to enjoy, and I'm sure you will. It's a REALLY GOOD record which, to be perfectly honest, stayed with me a lot longer than the film did. Don't get me wrong, the film is good and worth seeing, but the tunes from Medicine and Pizzicato Five still occupy my consciousness today, so that's saying something. This is ripped from an original US CD pressing with a new scan of the cover so enjoy!


The Doom Generation

01 Intro
02 Curve - On The Wheel
03 Love & Rockets - This Heaven
04 Cocteau Twins - Summerblink
05 The Wolfgang Press - Christianity (The Adrian Sherwood Mix)
06 Meat Beat Manifesto - Paradise Now (Remix)
07 The Verve - Already There
08 The Jesus and Mary Chain - Penetration
09 MC 900 Ft Jesus - But If You Go
10 Lush - Undertow (The Spooky Mix)
11 Babyland - Double Coupon
12 Medicine - Slut
13 Pizzicato Five - Groovy Is My Name
14 Extra Fancy - Violator
15 Slowdive - Blue Skied An' Clear