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Relinquishing Control with Delicate Steve

Delicate Steve is merely an illusion. The moniker of instrumental guitarist Steve Marion has been mythologized much in the past decade. Having worked with Paul Simon, the Black Keys, Dirty Projectors, and been a staple for some time now in contemporary music as a studio musician, it’s a miracle he hasn’t yet become a household name. And if his music was a little more in the tradition of “singer/songwriter,” you’d might even hear it on the radio.

And yet, despite the band being himself, Marion remains detached from Delicate Steve. Keeping himself at a distance, he chooses it to be a project that’s more of an extension of himself, something of bottomless intrigue, something he could rely on to constantly further discover himself.

“I couldn’t tell you how anything works,” Marion confesses. “I don’t pay much attention to ‘why’ or ‘why not.’ If one other person cares about what you do, you go from zero to one, and you kind of observe that. And that might be a hundred people who care about you, or a thousand… if you do it long enough, not everyone cares about everything you do. And that’s totally okay. That’s natural. I think, if you’re lucky, you learn to kind of detach from it a little bit.

“In particular with just making music and making a song… It’s not like if you just try harder you’re going to make a greater song. So I do think there’s some part of it that is inverse to how much you actually ‘try.’ It can be sort of counter-productive the more you’re ‘trying.’ So I think it’s helpful to try to relinquish control and just let the creativity do its thing. That’s all you can do, is do the work and show up and put the shows on the calendar.”

Coming up in the early 2010s amongst the bustling Brooklyn scene at the time, Delicate Steve would often find himself playing to his contemporaries: Dirty Projectors, Grizzly Bear, TV on the Radio… but it wasn’t until after he signed to David Byrne’s label, Luaka Bop, where a press release from none other than journalist Chuck Klosterman of Spin Magazine shot Delicate Steve into the stratosphere. The release described the band as “a hydro-electric Mothra rising from the ashes of an African village burned to the ground by post-rock minotaurs,” with music that would “make you the happiest person who has never lived,” and other such hyperboles.

“Do you think more people listened to you [because of the press release] than would have otherwise?” we ask.

“Definitely,” he affirms. “And I learned a lot from the experience. It was actually my label’s idea. But I reluctantly said yes [to the press release] because it just sounded a little out of my comfort zone and weird and next thing you know it really made a difference. So, having an experience like that kind of early on where you’re able to see outside of yourself and just kind of see something like that take off in the world, it was eye opening.”

This enigmatic approach to marketing yourself, however, has become somewhat non-existent today. Or yet, maybe it’s totally abundant. In the days where Spotify bios weren’t a conscious thought, it was strategies like these that got outlets’ and labels’ attentions. Today, anyone can describe or portray themselves in whatever esoteric manner they please. But when everyone’s trying to be more enigmatic than the next, it’s almost like screaming into a void.

“Do you think an instrumental band can take the same route you took today and still be successful?” we follow up.

Marion ponders, “Umm… I don’t know. I mean there are kind of these instrumental bands that sort of came about after whatever my time was… But I doubt anyone’s even thinking of [those bands] as instrumental bands. It’s maybe just a vibe for people. And it’s almost less about the fact that there’s no singing, to me, and more about the fact that they have such a strong aesthetic – visually, sonically – so I think that’s really what people are gravitating towards.

“Take a band like Khruangbin, who are super successful, and it’s not just one person. I would say they have a ‘friendly’ sound and a ‘friendly’ look collectively. So whatever I’m calling that, that’s kind of like the future. Do they happen to not have a singer and be ‘instrumental?’ Yeah. Do I also not have a singer and happen to be instrumental? Yeah… But I don’t identify as an instrumental band myself either. When I think ‘instrumental band,’ to me, that reminds me of finding out about Booker T. & the M.G.’s… or even more modern instrumental bands that I grew up listening to like Explosions in the Sky or Godspeed You! Black Emperor. Instrumental is a weird sort of categorization.”

An experience outweighs what we think is lacking in what a traditional band would be. However, when it comes to Delicate Steve, Marion’s guitar is his voice. Unlike following every other teenage guitar player in the U.S. in idolizing guitar virtuosos like Steve Vai and Joe Satriani, Marion takes his inspiration from vocalists such as Nina Simone and Otis Redding – vocalists who use their voice as an extension of themselves.

“I mean… before this band I was a guitar player to my core, which I have identified less with since kind of figuring out this band… which feels more like a songwriter without using my human voice – that’s how I describe my band. I’m a huge Duane Allman fan. He’s like my number one. And even though that band is very bluesy, blues-rock and jam-y, he sort of transcends all that. And I just like how he represented that as well – somebody that kind of transcends the genre that they’re mostly operating in.”

“What would you say to someone who claims no one’s done anything original with the guitar in the past 20 years?” we ask.

“Somebody said this to me a few years ago,” Marion goes in: “‘[the guitar] is still an extremely futuristic instrument, that is made out of wood, steel strings, with the help of magnets, which vibrate to create a sound that gets amplified through a speaker…’ and I’m playing one from 1966. Everyone’s so interested in things being organic, and not being processed, and being all natural. A guitar, compared to a computer or your little electronic keyboard, is sort of as organic as it comes. So I think there’s still a lot of potential there. Especially now with the heightened focus on ‘vibes’ of things, and how people sort of look and how things sound. You could just be a singer-less guitar player and change the world I think.”

But with the emergence of contemporary guitar virtuosos such as Mk.gee and Sam Fender, who have introduced their own radical approaches to the instrument, perhaps today the guitar is being assigned a new definition in how it’s used.

“Do you think the ‘guitar virtuoso’ phase is coming back?” we inquire.

Marion muses, “I don’t know. I would be the last person to know about any of this. But I can see why people gravitate to that now. Like for me, I know I’m good in my own unique way, but I’m never really thinking about that. And I’m sure Mk.gee, even though I can tell he is virtuosic in this way, he’s probably never thinking about it himself either. Again, relinquishing control. You really can’t tell, especially nowadays, what’s going to become popular or not. So yeah, when the day comes when there’s more instrumental bands then there are singers, then I’ll really be blown away. If that ever happens.”

Marion has found himself in an extremely convenient and fortunate position to be able to distance himself from his signature project; an attitude so blasé, that his mindset almost carries him through his career. With minimal promotion, minimal social media engagement, it’s rare for an artist to gain such traction from being so detached, especially for an instrumental guitar player.

“It feels healthier to just… stay in your little universe, and do you what you do. And if you’re lucky, you’re not paying attention to as much as possible, really.”

Delicate Steve can currently be heard on Joe Cappa’s Haha You Clowns, airing now on Adult Swim, and will embark on a Spring tour beginning in Portland, Oregon on March 27th. His latest album, Luke’s Garage, is out now via Have Fun Thinking.

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Has Ticketmaster Made Live Music Only for the Elite?

A couple months ago, Ticketmaster and Live Nation CEO Michael Rapino claimed to believe concert tickets today are “underpriced,” a statement that was met with uproar from the online community. “Music has been under-appreciated,” he said. “In sports, I joke it’s like a badge of honor to spend 70 grand for a Knicks courtside [seat]. They beat me up if we charge $800 for Beyoncé.”

This has been one of the many excuses Ticketmaster has used to defend their ever-crusading quest in price-gouging. Most recently, Live Nation and Ticketmaster have come under lawsuits from seven states and the Federal Trade Commission claiming Ticketmaster has been “tacitly coordinating with brokers and allowing them to harvest millions of dollars worth of tickets in the primary market,” an accusation which Ticketmaster refuted.

Even as recent as last week, singer/songwriter Olivia Dean railed against Ticketmaster’s unreasonable resale prices, writing on her instagram page, “You are providing a disgusting service. The prices at which you’re allowing tickets to be re-sold is vile and completely against our wishes. Live music should be affordable and accessible, and we need to find a new way of making that possible.”

Rallying against Ticketmaster is, to say the least, nothing new. For decades, artists, consumers, promoters, and music fans have been yelling to the clouds in protest against unfair ticketing practices. Because when it comes to someone putting a toll booth between us and something that we’re deeply passionate about and connected to, we feel we’re being cheated. And we are. Music is one of the few sensorial experiences that has the ability to enter our ears and immediately access our brain cells, a sensation that has been capitalized on for decades. And when it’s capitalism that’s the wall between us and getting closer to such an experience, we’re limited to what we can and cannot experience. And so, we protest, and revolt. Because live music is something that’s truly a gift to the world, one that a price tag can only justify so much.

But why has nothing changed? How come it’s been decades of lawsuits, abuse, outpouring of grievances, and fiscal manipulation that Ticketmaster has gotten away with for so long?

If you revisit our article from last year, you’ll find one easy answer – touring expenses. Post-pandemic, it’s been nearly impossible for artists to make a living on the road, that is, if you’re not Taylor Swift or Drake. And since the well has been dried up from making any kind of revenue in creating music (I’m looking at you Spotify), today’s economic climate has turned the profession of “performing musician” into more a side hobby. But for the sake of this article, we’ll spare you those numbers. (Feel free to visit our Coachella post from last year for further discussion.)

Instead, we’d like to point out the parable of history repeating itself. In this case, the accessibility to live music.

Live music, in its infancy, began as something that was only accessible for the elite. In the days of orchestra and symphony halls in the late 18th century, live music was a luxury that was reserved primarily for the wealthy. Common folk had little access to these grand halls outside of the buskers on the streets. It was for the bourgeois, the upper-echelon, the crème-de la-crème, if you will. Grand halls such as La Scala in Milan and Bayreuth in Germany were considered the Madison Square Gardens of their time – ritualistic centers that were held in high regard (mostly because the elite deemed them so.)

We would hate to think that we’re beginning to see the same phenomenon today. Post-pandemic, ticket prices soared by about 32% with festivals and entire tours being forced to cancel as they priced out their core audiences. But that’s not their fault – the U.S. economic state of festivals and live music has forced them to do so. Astronomical energy costs, costly touring expenses, and shuttering venues have caused consumer pockets to cough up more. And more. And even more. To the point where ticket packages are “glamified” to convince the buyer they’re getting a more premium experience, like how Coachella’s VIP tickets really only guarantee you more shade when such a luxury is scarce out in the middle of the desert. The result is an ever-inflating consumer base – a foundation that has to constantly keep relying on higher and higher net worths in order to make a profit.

La Scala in Milan, Italy

But the economic state of live music in this country never used to be like this. Even going back as early as 20 years ago, the U.S. fostered an environment where it was in the realm of financial possibility to start an independent festival, or put on live shows that were more than affordable if not free and not have to worry about taking too big of a financial hit. Festivals such as Desert Daze and FYF in California, once reliable, marketable, and affordable price tags, were able to start locally and grow into the powerhouses they once became. Audiences were grown, scenes were fostered, and new talent was discovered. But the red tape that comes with such risk makes these ventures today nearly financially impossible.

This, in turn, has also led to fundamental changes in core audiences. As ticket prices go up, and accessibility is narrowed, only the wealthy and privileged get to reserve their spot in the crowd. The EDM sphere is one example to look at. From Ibiza, to Vegas, to Coachella, dance and electronic shows have become somewhat of a scene to be “seen” at. It’s no longer about the music, it’s not about the production, but the crucial moment to pull out your iPhone, post on Tik-Tok, and gain rights to say “I was there,” while a sizable portion of their audience has been priced out, phased out, and forgotten. Groups such as Keinemusik, DJ Hugel, and Anyma have developed poor online reputations in the past year because their crowds have become just a sea of phones in the air (just go to any Boiler Room video on YouTube for confirmation.) The audience trajectory has gone from “being in the moment,” to “I paid several hundred dollars for this ticket so I have the right to record whatever I want.” With narrow accessibility, comes selfish public behavior. That’s not to say that’s a product of the music itself, but a side effect of how the live touring industry has shaped its audience’s mentality – a kind of social engineering encouraging audiences to capture moments on social media to enhance the spread of online engagement and viral moments.

The exclusivity of ticket prices to witness live music of various genres has now become comparable to what it was like to see Richard Wagner perform at the Bayreuth Opera House. Which makes us think: classical music – music that was made for the elite and enjoyed only by the elite – is now on par with the rest of the live music industry in terms of greater accessibility. Classical music, a genre that’s been forever upheld and kept alive by higher institutions, is one of the few, if not only, genres that is given this treatment. It’s protected and guarded by the elite and these institutions because they have endorsed the idea that this certain type of music is somehow better, more refined, more sophisticated than others, and can only be appreciated by the few. Why do you think the San Francisco, New York, and LA Philharmonics are upheld by museums, endowments, and old money? To protect the so-called “sacredness” of the ritualistic discipline classical music provides.

But what if it was the other way around? What if it was hip-hop, or heavy metal, or EDM that was given the same treatment? Would they have enough cultural resonance to be held in such high regard? Acts in all of those genres have become hot ticket items. They may not be held in such a manner and praised and protected by higher endowments per sé, but when it comes to ticket costs, they are, arguably, becoming increasingly financially available to only a select few.

We seem to be shocked by this phenomenon, because this is perhaps the highest inflation in modern history required to see live entertainment. Live music is now a luxury for higher tax brackets; the groups who don’t bat an eye at $11,000 ticket prices. When the Ticketmaster CEO said tickets aren’t expensive enough, this is the demographic he was referring to. What we’re seeing is a parable: an outlet that was once deemed exclusive to a certain class of individuals, which eventually became accessible by all in the mid-20th century, only for it to swing back around and become exclusive to those who could afford it. That’s why we have “exclusive AMEX presales” nowadays, or “dynamic ticket pricing” – it’s an attempt to keep live music exclusive and squeeze out maximum profits.

Which, at the end of the day, only makes sense. It is a business, after all, one that exists in an ever-inflating economy. But one can’t help but think that, eventually the pendulum will swing back in the other direction, that the bubble will burst and a new business model will rise from the rubble. But what will it take? A marginalized, pissed off group of common people to rally behind the “next big thing” in live music that will be big enough to make its own demands. An uncompromising vision with an argument. Perhaps an independent venture, hopefully, in this lifetime.

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Language as a Vessel for Change: Chinese American Bear

One look at Chinese American Bear, and it would be difficult to peg them down as what one would call a “traditional” band. The musical brainchild of Anne Tong and Bryce Barsten have modest origins: growing up in suburban Seattle as school orchestra students with nothing to little in common – but that’s precisely what makes their music so organic. Now a married couple, Tong brings her Chinese roots infused with Barsten’s llama farmland upbringing to create a sound that not only has a pastoral ruralness to it, but brings about an innocent sunshine-filled tinge evoked through Tong’s Mandarin lyrics.

But as I approach the Wiltern Theatre to meet them at their show, I’m taken aback by the clientele that line the sidewalks leading up to the doors: face-paint, fake blood, and black leather stand around idly. As I look up to the marquee, I’m surprised to see who they’re opening for tonight: heavy metal princess Poppy.

If you’ve never been inside the green room at the Wiltern, you could mistake its concrete, cavernous-like tunnels for a bunker. As Poppy’s chest-vibrating, death from above bass from just upstairs rattles every bit of the green room, one could assume a war rages outside.

But there isn’t. In this moment, I’m in the happiness-assured heartland presence of Chinese American Bear, whose synth-laden soothe-ness is the exact antithesis of what’s blaring through the walls.

“We got invited,” Tong admits unashamedly, whose private school girl outfit she now dons has become a signature look of Chinese American Bear’s live show. “[Poppy’s] booking agent reached out to our booking agent and was like, ‘Poppy’s a fan of you guys, are you guys free on these four dates?’ And we were like, ‘Uhhh…’

“Also, just getting to play the Fillmore and the Wiltern… these are bucket-list venues for us. So we were a little nervous… well, not nervous. Nervous is the wrong word, just, ‘how would her fans react to us?’ And the first night at the Filmore, people show up with blood on their faces and face paint… and they’ve been so welcoming. Metal fans are the nicest people.”  

“I mean Poppy… she’s not really a metal artist, she’s an experimental artist,” Barsten chimes in, much more relaxed in a casual button down. “I just think she’s all about… maybe not genre-bending, but genre hopping. So I think it makes sense that she was okay with us opening for her.

Having been signed to Modern Sky (the largest indie label in China) prior to releasing their latest album Wah!!!, they caught the attention of UK’s Moshi Moshi label, bringing them into a sphere of further international touring and exposure, a far cry for a band who made their first record’s masters free.

“I don’t know if you know King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard…” Barsten inquires.

Very much so.

“They did this with a couple albums… where they just released the masters for free, and just said ‘y’know if any small label or any individual person wants to press some vinyl or sell it at their shows,’ they can. And to me, I just love this idea of community and it just feels like their kind of breaking the mold, y’know? We made the entire album ourselves, we spent no money on it because we did everything ourselves. We didn’t even mean to really start this band.”

“It was very unintentional, our first album,” Tong finishes Barsten’s thought. “It was just for fun.”

Now, however, the rules have changed.

“I wish [we did that] for the second album,” Barsten responds. “But now that there’s…” he tries to find the right words, “…people involved, it would be a hard pitch. ‘Hey, can we amend this contract so that we can give people the masters for free?’” he mimics with a laugh.

Chinese American Bear live at The Wiltern

Having just played San Antonio and Tempe, with San Francisco to follow (as well as a dozen dates before this one), living life on the road is challenging enough as it is, but handling a marriage is a world away in and of itself. But to handle them concurrently?

“Rex keeps us stabilized,” Barsten jokes. To the left of them joins Rex Liu, their drummer for the tour, and the only one in Chinese American Bear properly raised in China.

“Y’know… we just work really well together,” Tong clarifies. “I never have those feelings of ‘oh I need time away from him.’”

“When we get space from each other, it’s nice,” Barsten follows up. “But we’re never like, ‘oh we need space now,’ y’know? When you’re touring and stuff, it’s a lot of work. So you’re kind of just in a different mindset. You’re almost a little more in that professional brain. You’re just operating to try and make everything work and work as a team and make the show successful and make sure everything’s happening. So the relationship part is kind of put to the side.”

Which, despite being an unconventional couple, they fit Barsten’s description to a tee: the two finish each other’s sentences, anticipate each other’s responses, and communicate in a way that feels almost telepathic.

But there’s another strategic advantage in having a band as a couple. Aside from knowing each other on an intimate level, the length of knowing and working with someone develops a fluent musical prowess and workflow between the two: a solid foundation for trust and stability.

“I feel like you used to put rules on yourself,” Tong confides in Barsten. “Because I feel like you used to write music based on what you’d think it should sound like, versus what was authentic [to you].”

Barsten shifts in his seat: “Yeah, I feel like a lot of artists, or a lot of writers, go through this. You try and sound like people. You’re like ‘oh I love that,’ and then you write a song just like that. Maybe you take inspiration from two or three bands. But I feel like you’re always trying to emulate, and I feel like this was the first band I both stopped doing that but also took some of the parameters off of what’s conventional.

“I just feel like I was always thinking ‘how will people like this?’ It’s an interesting aspect of psychology of writing music and being an artist. I think finding your authentic writing voice is really hard. You’re battling fear, because maybe you feel inadequate. And I feel like this is the first band I’ve been very fearless in. And it’s been the first band that’s ever started to work out a little bit.”

In Barsten’s other words: “the harder you try to make something work, the less well it will work.” But is that detached mindset essential for making something that lasts?

“I don’t know if essential, because there’s so many artists that are part of a big machine where it’s much more curated and it works if people still like it, but I don’t know… It’s hard to say if it’s that black and white, y’know? It might be really grey.”

The result? Both subjects releasing their inhibitions – two individuals bringing out the best in each other and encouraging one another to dig deep into their roots. The C-pop lullabies strewn atop mosaic sound palettes make for an unexpected, yet vibrant contrast and dissonance – a whole greater than the sum of its parts.

C-pop in the United States, however, is still unfamiliar territory.

“So we toured China for the first time this past December,” Tong goes in. “And what we learned is China still feels in many ways like a closed society. Simply because they use all of their own social media platforms. You can’t find Instagram there, Spotify doesn’t exist there, they have their own music streaming platforms, so it’s really hard for emerging bands to promote themselves overseas. Even the labels we met, the labels would ask us questions on how to get on Spotify, promote oversees. And also, because of the closed system there… a lot of the music that comes out of mainland China sounds a little dated, because they don’t have much exposure to overseas music either. So it doesn’t sound quite as edgy.”

“It’s like stuck in some time period,” Barsten adds.

“Taiwan is different. Taiwan has all of the platforms that the west does. And so Taiwan has amazing emerging cool bands and we know a lot of Taiwanese bands who have toured overseas. But if we’re talking about C-pop from mainland China, I think it’ll be really hard for that to come over. So we almost have to make pop music here with Chinese influences.”

Chinese American Bear live at The Wiltern

But that shouldn’t deter anyone from discovering the different kinds of artists coming out of China and Taiwan today, a scene that’s still active and present as ours.

“I’ll start with my favorites,” Rex exclaims. “Deca Joins, Sunset Roller Coaster… Elephant Gym, because that’s a math rock band. I love it.”

“We also like the Chairs,” Tong adds. “Again, we started this band without any intention, but what we’re realizing, y’know, K-pop is so big oversees, and Japanese culture has always been exported oversees since the 90s, like anime, Pokémon, etc. And there hasn’t really been edgy art with Mandarin, so we were really trying to lean into that, making the Chinese language, the mandarin language, cool and edgy.”

Language as a vessel for change.

“The first time I heard [Chinese American Bear] was years before I joined this band,” Rex adds. “I was like ‘wow this is new, this is something not heard before.’ All the Chinese pop music, they’re trying to make deep, philosophical… lyric first [music]. Or more about love and emotions. And I had never heard somebody use this easy to understand, very simple Mandarin to actually write such cool music.”

“For the non-mandarin speakers, our Chinese lyrics are very basic, very simple,” Tong explains. “They almost have a child-like quality to a native Mandarin speaker. And because I grew up [in the U.S], my vocabulary is very limited, I don’t have the vocabulary to write about deep, philosophical, nuanced things. And that’s why we sing about food, and fun, dancing things. So part of it is just my own language constraint, but I think that’s what makes us stand out.”

In addition to a tour with Poppy, a spring UK tour, and a summer North American tour, Chinese American Bear also landed a sync spot in the Bowen Yang-led Dinner Banquet, a remake of the 90s Ang Lee film which had its premiere at Sundance earlier this year.

“The music supervisor for the Wedding Banquet, her name is Tiffany [Su], found our music from our sync licensing agent and really liked it,” Tong resumes. “And we were so honored. And this was especially really sentimental for me personally, because I grew up watching the original Wedding Banquet. I remember tearing up, like ‘wait, what? They want to use our music?’ But [writer/director] Andrew [Ahn] was telling me what he loved about our music is the spirit that he tried to impart in the movie: the spirit of The Wedding Banquet is really playful, fun, quirky, but also has heart. And that’s the same kind of description we’ve heard about our music: people love how quirky, silly, and fun we are, but there’s a depth to the music itself.”

But the most surreal thing isn’t necessarily their integration with Hollywood, but the entire trajectory Chinese American Bear has taken over the last year. From being featured on Lauren Laverne’s show on BBC Radio to playing sold out A-tier venues, their rise isn’t contributed from L.A. or music industry insiders, but in how they make their audiences feel.

“For our live shows, one thing that I always want to make sure is I never want my audience to feel bored,” Tong confesses. “Because I have myself been to shows where I’m kind of a little bored, or I’m feeling not too into the music and I’m just kind of waiting for the set to be over. And so, I really want all my shows to be really interactive, I’m always thinking about the audience, how to keep them engaged. And so I teach them dance moves, I bring up a dumpling dancer, and I throw plushees into the audience too.

“Also if we weren’t really silly on stage, I feel like we give permission to the audience almost for them to be really silly. Because I think sometimes when you go to a show you might feel a little self-conscious about dancing. And I just want people to have a fun time and loosen up, so they can see that we’re being really silly and dancing.”

To the rest of the world, it would be hard to construe Chinese American Bear as just “another band.” But to them, it’s another day as a married couple on the road of life. The next night they’ll play to a sold out crowd in San Francisco, converting yet another legion of fans. They’ll go onto a UK tour and return with international acclaim. Their music will have been heard on thousands of movie screens across the country, and by year’s end, they might even become a household name.

“I just want people to have a fun time… audience first,” Tong finalizes.

Chinese American Bear’s latest EP, Waaaaaaaah!!! is available now via Moshi Moshi Records. They’ll be playing at Timber! Festival and THING in Carnation, Washington on July 25th and August 9th, respectively.

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Butthole Chairs, Budget Bands, and Barbacks: Molly Horses Do Something for the F*ck of It

“Can we talk about whether or not we want to say on the record how we got our name?” lead guitarist Cormac Brown asks his four-piece band, the noise-punk outfit Molly Horses. “It’s important to note that I have never had a more difficult time doing anything in my entire life than the difficulty we’ve had at reaching a band name,” he confesses.

It’s a fall Tuesday afternoon as we’re gathered around a table in bassist Malcom Watts’ Highland Park backyard, which also serves as their rehearsal space. The four members reach into their pockets as Brown, Watts, Harry James (guitar/vocals), and Tim Wright (drums) pull out their phones to a shared Notes document and start rattling off potential band names.

“I still like ‘industry plant,’” confesses Watts.

“I hate ‘industry plant.’ Won’t do it,” Brown retorts.

“I like ‘Very Good Computer,” admits James.

Brown agrees. “My favorites were ‘Special Movements’ and ‘Clang Clang Clang.’”

“I put ‘Surgery Socks’ after my dad’s surgery,’” recommends Tim. “Because they give you these funny socks with little bumps on the bottom so you don’t slip and fall… it’s fun.”

“But I don’t want too funny,” Brown admits.

Watts continues scrolling, “There’s ‘H.J.’”

Deciding (and agreeing) on a band name is without a doubt the toughest task any band will undergo. It requires a tight balance between contradicting efforts. A name will determine whether you’re given the time of day from someone who’s never heard of you, but at the same time, there’s a strong desire to catch the eye of a potential new fan.

But that especially goes for noise rock bands. Whereas many band names are chosen out of a vacuum, noise rock band names take up a certain kind of history and responsibility that promotes inclusivity.

“I think inclusivity is important in any public facing thing that you’re doing,” Brown declares. “It is weird at that stage of being a band to assume that we have such a platform that it would matter at all. But it’s little microcosms like that that are really important.”

Particularly true in today’s current climate, which makes it hard for any band to make a living from making and playing music.

“It’s not like we practice all the time thinking how we’re going to make money when we make new songs,” Watts professes. “I don’t think we think about that at all.”

“I don’t think anyone in this band feels that way,” Wright proclaims.

“The new success that I’m seeing in L.A.,” Brown continues, “…is you go on tour for a couple months, you play some festivals, and then in your off time you got your three or four bartending shifts a week. And… that’s a fucking dream to me. Everybody talks about ‘making it’ as a musician in this way that they’re talking about something so fucking antiquated, and so not real anymore, especially if you’re a grassroots band and not an industry plant, or an industry project or a pop artist or something like that.”

“Or an influencer,” Wright throws in.

“My favorite hot take that I will not elaborate any further on, is that nobody should ever make money for making art. Ever. Nobody should get paid to make art.”

“Yeah. If you’re doing art for money you shouldn’t do music like we do,” James jokes, and is met with more chuckles from around the table.

“I mean there’s a very visible line in the sand of bands that were at the right time,” Wright enlightens. “I lived in New York from ’99 to ’05, so I saw the birth of everything that we hold in such high regard, like your ‘LCD Soundsystems’ and your ‘Strokes’ and ‘Interpols’ and that stuff… in my opinion, that was the window. If you weren’t elevating yourself and you didn’t get to a certain level by 2005 or 2006, that to me was the cutoff. That sounds like a really long time ago, but even by 2010, it was so fucking hard to get on the road and make any money.”

“What do you think was that divide?” I ask.

“Labels had more money. Advertising budgets were a lot bigger.”

“Was it Napster?” Brown gripes.

“Sure, sure, but also magazines used to be huge. Everyone was going and buying magazines, that’s how people found out about [bands]. And that was a nationwide thing. Like, Wichita would have Uncut, or some cool British magazine that was available, y’know?”

But while being a genre that promotes inclusivity, “noise rock” is also notoriously difficult to pin down as a sound. I run down a quote I had recently stumbled upon somewhere: “[noise rock is] more punk than punk rock, more progressive than progressive rock, more alt than alt rock. Would you agree?”

Wright throws their hands up: “Sure, that’s the empty pot, right? Whatever you want to put in it.”

“Yeah so it’s just music anyway, right?” James concludes. “It’s so hard for me to tell people what we sound like. Because people will ask, ‘what kind of music do you play?’ and I’m like ‘oh, y’know, loud, talky stuff….we’re a four-piece, kind of loud… rock n’ roll… noisy stuff.’”

“But it’s not Tom Petty,” Brown quips.

“It is Tom Petty.”

“…There are elements of Tom Petty,” Brown surrenders. “When we first had a sit down meeting [for Molly Horses], I said, ‘I want every single element of this project to be thought out.’ The intention is to be recorded… there’s not a single note, a single beat that should just be a shrug. It’s like an energy thing for me: this is tapping into an energy and trying to give back to an energy that’s super important to me, and boils down the essence of human-hood and being alive and doing something for the fuck of it.”

All qualities which pretty much embody the noise rock ethos: a genre orchestrated by hard-working, middle-class people who don’t think of their work as anything other than what it is, who get up to do a hard day’s work and check out for the evening.

Molly Horses

Bobby Womack plays out their monitor speakers as they set up for a run through of their next show’s set – an unexpected but rather loose choice to get in a headspace – followed by the Carpenters and the Beach Boys.

“Would you like a butthole chair?” James asks me.

“A what?”

“A butthole chair.”

I stare at James blankly when they point to the aluminum stool next to them, the kind that has a hole in the middle of the seat. And as I look around the room, I notice several other stools serving as Molly Horses’ go-to multipurpose tool: one butthole chair holds up the hi-hats, while another holds up a mic stand, another holding their tempo click.

I choose to stand as they assemble the gear: Brown plugs his Jazzmaster into a Fender Hot Rod Deville, James on an identical setup. Wright sets up their 1961 Slingerland drums with an SPD-SX for pads, with Watts on a Fender Jazz bass accompanied by an Erebus modular synthesizer, and enough effects pedals with an LED light show that can rival any synth punk’s eurorack setup.

After a brief brush up of the song’s structure, they break into their single, “King Dudalk.” With compressed guitars, and a 4×10 amp configuration that gives just the right amount of low end, the song sounds as if it was already mixed and mastered, a telling sign of audiophile enthusiasts that put live sound first. Guitar tones get even more chopped and distorted one song after the next as I realize what makes their sound so cinematic: different personalities coming together to create.

“Who do you believe your contemporaries are?” I ask. Molly Horses looks to each other blankly.

“I don’t think we sound like anyone in L.A.,” Wright confesses. “I know that sounds pompous. But my girlfriend nailed it, she said: ‘you are a band that musicians like.”

“And that’s something that people tell us all the time, ‘You guys don’t sound like anybody else,’” James follows.

“We play with Ughh a lot,” Brown mentions. “They’re contemporaries in that they are our peers. And we play a lot with them, we’re pals with them. They’re great. The closest we’ve played with who I thought, ‘Oh this feels in our little pocket’ was Guck.”

“I was talking with my dad about it on the phone,” James clarifies. “And I said, ‘well the problem is everybody in L.A. sounds like the Osees,’ and the Osees live here. So I don’t want to be the ‘budget band’ of the band that lives in the state you live in.”

“I will say that the thing that’s given me the most joy,” Wright contributes, “is getting compliments from other bands we play with who don’t sound anything like us and who you’d think wouldn’t even take the time to listen. We’ve gotten a lot of compliments from bands that I could be like, ‘woah, really? You dug it?’ Someone was reciting lyrics [back to us]. It’s really flattering.”

After a short while, they continue the run down of their upcoming set. They rip into their single ‘Beatty,’ a bass heavy song that leans strong on the upbeat and alternates between a four/four and five/four time signature, all tied together by James’s snarky but howling vocals. As one song bleeds into another, I can’t help but notice a single thread that ties them altogether: “What’s your greatest take away from Steve Albini?”

“Oh God,” Brown trifles, dazes off briefly in thought. “There’s a clarity, and a sort of ego-less, spiritual approach to the way he wanted to create and capture sound, that I think was really beautiful.”

“I think that’s a lot of the way we communicate as a band as well,” Wright adds. “We’re all just allowed to bring to the table what we’re good at. We’re very lucky that these four elements became something really kind of magical. There’s no ego in [Molly Horses]. There’s no bullying of ‘you do it this way, you do it that way.’”

“Just jabs,” Brown prides.

“It’s like little kids squirting guns at each other. We’re very fortunate that the ideas that have happened, a lot of them were spontaneous.”

“Especially the way we’re moving into songwriting now.” James adds, “Someone will play something cool at band practice… then we record whatever and can demo it from there. It’s just a really nice, cathartic way for everyone to write their own parts. No one’s going to go ‘that sucks, don’t do that.’ You can be like ‘we should do this instead.’

“Solutions based stuff,” Brown assures. “But the thing that I loved about Albini [on recording other bands]… is he said, ‘in my later years, I realized it’s unfair to the band, it’s unfair to myself, it’s unfair to the listener of the record to even form an opinion about the band.’ Which I thought was so fucking enlightened, and so transcendent… and so I’m trying to, y’know, approach [music] with a little bit more of that.”

Molly Horses will be playing at Gold Diggers and Zebulon on February 8th and March 11th, respectively. Their debut EP, Clang Clang Clang, will be out this spring. 

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Porij: Indie Redefined?

High up on the historic intersection of Hollywood and Vine sits the Bardot Hollywood – a one time VIP section attached to the Avalon that hosted the likes of Jerry Lewis, the Ramones, and Frank Sinatra. But not tonight. As I approach the venue, I hear a swath of synths emulating from inside, leading me to just who I’m looking for.

Porij has been on the upswing for the past year now. Just within the past six weeks, the 4-piece Manchester outift has played the BBC6 Music Festival with the Smile, multiple shows at SXSW, and New York’s Baby’s Alright. Just this morning they were featured on KCRW’s Morning Becomes Eclectic, and have even opened for the likes of Coldplay, Wet Leg, and Metronomy. But tonight they play to a crowd of L.A. music enthusiasts, ones that are always on the hunt for bragging rights to be able to say “I was there.”

As I enter soundcheck, I hear them playing their latest single, “Unpredictable,” the first off their debut album, Teething, out now on PIAS Recordings. Co-produced with David Wrench (Frank Ocean, Jamie XX), expertly mixed, precisely arranged, it sounds as if I’d been transported to the Haçienda for a brief moment. And had Porij been around during the days of the infamous club, without a doubt they would’ve been on the bill.

Given they’re a band that’s been touring extensively, Porij shows no signs of lethargy as they meet me in the back bar area. Jacob (guitar), James (bass), Nathan (drums) and the vocalist simply known as Egg, appear as if they have nothing in common from the outside in. As James approaches with a rolled cigarette, I find it evident they’re craving some sun, and suggest we step outside.

As they look down upon Hollywood and Vine, there’s a stark contrast between the view and the Northern English four-piece seeing the United States for the first time. Considering their rising status, and coming hot off of SXSW and their first U.S. tour, my first instinct is to ask how they find our grassroots venues compared to theirs.

“Grassroots venues are equally as important over in the U.K.” Egg takes the lead. “You know Glastonbury festival?” Of course. “They just announced the lineup, and they took out all of the performers who came up through grassroots venues. I think there’s only a handful of names still on that poster. Everyone is coming up through these grassroots venues.”

Along with the U.S., the U.K. also faces a grassroots venue crisis, one that saw about 125 venues shut down in 2023, which has led to fewer grassroots bands forming in the first place.

“If you don’t have them, then you can’t let artists get their legs and figure out how to do the thing before they blow up,” Egg continues. “Also, it’s just a different vibe of performance. It’s so wonderful, I don’t think there’s anything like it. Those intimate, sweaty, small gigs. It’s the most fun.”

“We’re all massive fans of grassroot music venues,” Nathan preaches. “And so it’s a big time. I think we all spent so much time in there. We’ve done a lot of shows in those venues as well. So it’s nice to be able to represent that.”

Whereas most bands start out by casting each other in roles, writing songs, and rehearsing to “hopefully” play a live show, Porij started as the opposite. Instead of having worked together for months or even years, Porij was haphazardly thrown together as a request by a friend of the band who needed their set time filled after dropping out of a lineup. Seeing the opportunity as a tailwind, Egg grabbed three of their schoolmates at Manchester’s Royal Northern College of Music, threw together some songs, and delivered at the show.

Soon enough, they kept being asked back. But whereas many young bands cater to TikTok or Spotify algorithms, Porij tailors their music for performance.

“I think Porij makes sense live,” Egg hypes. “I think it definitely can be enjoyed recorded, that’s a wonderful time. But I think, because we play such an eclectic, kind of blended music, I think we really make sense when you come to a show. And you see it in its whole thing, and you feel it in the moment. I think that’s what people have said a lot… ‘oh yeah I listened to your tunes… and then we came to see the show… wow, okay, we get the vision.’ So definitely always, [we’re] first and foremost a live band.”

This, inevitably, led to radical approaches in recording music.

“It’s kind of like, ‘what can you get away with writing and playing dance music as a band?” Egg proclaims. “When we first started out… we would write a song, and then we’d play it in a rehearsal room, and then we’d record what we could then play in a rehearsal room, and that would be what was on the track. We’ve since got a little bit more…” Egg trails, “…maximalist. Just in terms of layers. I think we’ve got more… Optimistic. I think we’ve allowed ourselves to be a bit more experimental.”

“We were all split across the country,” they continue. “We were living in different places, and so we would send ideas across… like on soundcloud, would add bits – it was like musical ‘pass the parcel.’”

Since their inception, they’ve been labeled the inescapable title of “indie,” shamefully by default, because they have so much more to offer than just that status. Birthed from Manchester, their DNA is inarguably made up of the dance genre, the same thing that’s been in the blood of the Happy Mondays and the Stone Roses.

However, “indie” has always been a varied term in flux. Yes, it may be short for “independent,” but its definition has now transcended what it literally means. It wasn’t until another Mancunian band, The Smiths, were called indie that the term was really assigned a sound. But hailing from their DIY beginnings, and given their support for and from grassroots venues now across two continents, is the term “indie” currently being redefined? And are they an example?

“I mean I don’t really know what our music is when people ask us,” Egg confesses. “Because I think we take so much inspiration from so many different genres of music. I don’t know if our music is ‘indie,’ but it wouldn’t bad if it was. I don’t know if ‘indie’ is taking on a new meaning, but we’ll have a bit of it! We’ll take it.”

Porij (courtesy of Jesse Glazzard)

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“But does the overwhelming feeling of coming out in debt at the end of this tour ever intimidate you? As it has with so many other bands starting out and backed by a label?” I ask.

“Being a musician in this current climate is really hard,” Egg reflects. “I don’t know if you saw James Blake talking about recently that people have been led to believe music is free now. And it’s super hard as a touring musician. It costs SO much money to tour. I don’t think people realize quite how much. We did a run in January of these incredible grassroots venues in the U.K. when we were road testing our album. We sold out every venue and we still made a loss.”

“There was a time when touring was the only way to make money,” Jacob chimes in. “And now that seems to have gone, so it’s like, what are we left with to actually be sustainable?”

Egg follows up, “I mean… it’s our favorite thing to do in the world. I don’t know what I would do if I wasn’t doing music. None of us are in it for the money, otherwise we wouldn’t be doing it!”

“And the opportunity to be in America, it’s wild,” Jacob added.

“I mean we’re incredibly grateful for where we are,” Egg remarks as they raise their arms in a gesture to the Hollywood hills behind them. “This past week and a half has been utterly mind blowing, like life changing stuff. We were sitting in a dive bar last night and our music was on the jukebox! And it’s like, ‘what the hell is happening!’”

But with all the surmounting obstacles young bands face, I dare ask: “Is a life in music still possible?”

“As long as people keep creating music, then a life in music is still possible,” Egg declares. “It’s a tricky environment, but I think music is always going to survive through whatever comes because I think it’s innate. I think humans want to make music. I think that’s never going to change.”

Porij will be playing Get Together 2024 in Sheffield, England on May 18th. Their debut LP, Teething, is out now via PIAS Recordings.

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Coachella Slump: Has The Music Festival Bubble Finally Burst?

If all the years felt like they were too good to be true, then, they probably were. With the second weekend of Coachella upon us, this year’s run of main slate festivals is officially underway, albeit to some underwhelming response.

From Coachella, to Bonnaroo, to Governor’s Ball, this year’s festival lineups have been met with little excitement due to their lack of thrilling, surprising headlining acts one can’t see on any major touring circuit. With unexpected reunions becoming the norm as the years progressed, U.S. audiences have become accustomed to being surprised by ballsy festival choices. So much so, that when 2024’s major festival announcements rolled out, everyone felt a little glass half-empty, resulting in the slowest Coachella ticket sales in a decade. Where was room for all the alternative acts? Why are they all pop stars we could easily see anywhere else? And higher ticket prices? The answer is not as simple as one would think. There are many facets that factor into these decisions, because choices like these aren’t made within a vacuum.

To assess why festival lineups are so lackluster this year, one must look at the live music economic climate we’re currently in.

The Cost of Touring

The current climate in today’s touring ecosystem has all but dwindled since the comeback from the pandemic, having never fully returned to pre-2020 levels due to the high cost of touring in the United States post-COVID. In the wake of the circuit coming back to life, it only became more expensive to tour due to venues and ticketing companies trying to recoup expenses they lost. Even as recently as this month, the United States Citizenship and Immigration Services instituted a 250% visa fee increase for global musicians hoping to tour in the U.S. The touring/gigging life was hard enough as it is, but when the pandemic came and left, it became nearly impossible. Sure, 2023 may have been a record-breaking year for Taylor Swift, Beyoncé, and Drake. But for grassroots venues and artists, the financial cost hit hard.

This, as a result, has become the new catch 22: where venues in major cities like New York or Los Angeles had pay-to-play policies, touring is now looking very much the same way. There are countless stories by reputable musicians who have been dupped by this broken touring system, such as Arooj Aftab. After being mentioned on Obama’s year end list, nominated for Grammys, playing Coachella, even she saw difficulty in making ends meet. “We headlined a ton, had massive turnouts and have proven ourselves in all the markets,” she tweeted. “Yet still, running 10s of thousands in debt from the tour and I’m being told that it’s ‘normal’. Why is this normal. This should not be normalized.”

Add in how ticket prices have soared due to price-gouging (*cough* Ticketmaster *cough*), and given that many of these acts are international who require visas that need to be paid for, the touring circuit as we know it has dried up significantly. And those that do go on tour often aren’t on the road for as long and only visit the biggest cities. Ultimately, rising costs means fewer bands are touring.

Cost of Living Crisis

Take also into account the cost of living crises occurring in both the U.S. and the U.K. As rent prices soar in metropolitan areas, many local art and music scenes are driven out due to in-affordability. This results in fewer local bands gigging, which results in fewer music goers going to see shows, which results in venues shutting down. And as rent costs soar, energy, service, and supply costs do as well, forcing many venues to shut down or raise prices to pay bills. Just this year, the Music Venue Trust (MVT) – a charity in the U.K. that aims to protect, secure, and improve grassroots music venues – released figures that show two grassroots venues closing per week, with 125 venues shutting their doors in the last 12 months. And those that do remain report a 38% financial loss despite seeing an increased demand for tickets in 2023.

But local venues aren’t the only ones that are suffering, entire festivals have been forced to close shop due to these circumstances. In the U.S., Jay Z’s Made in America has been forced to cancel yet another year, as well as Delaware’s Firefly Music Festival and Memphis’s Beale Street Music Festival due to lack resources and finances, therefore closing off any type of international exposure smaller artists previously had access to. And in the U.K., festivals such as Barn on the Farm, Bluedot, and Nozstock have either been cancelled or postponed, amongst others.

Fewer People Going to Gigs

Moreover, fewer and fewer people are going to gigs as a result of these soaring prices. Combined with an energy crisis and a cost of living crisis, more concert goers have become discouraged to splurge on what used to be an affordable night out. This has resulted in an almost runaway feedback loop: as venues continue to shut down, fewer young bands are able to launch their careers, which ultimately discourages the younger generations to start any type of band without the hope of a future.

And as the younger generation focuses on making music for TikTok and Spotify to cater to algorithm rather than performance, venues are close to running the well dry in finding fresh acts.

Even the artists who can afford to tour are deciding not to. Residencies have become more and more popular among established artists, because why spend money on tour expenses with little return when audiences can just come to you? Ever since Celine Dion became the first modern popstar to enjoy the financial benefits of touring from the comfort of a Vegas suite in the early 2000s, many artists have approached the same model, either in one market or bringing the residency to other markets. And since these residencies take place in destination locals like Vegas and Palm Springs, there’s already a healthy amount of foot traffic coming through to offset production expenses without the need for travel.

What also takes away from “general interest” festivals like Coachella or Lollapalooza is the current rise of niche, genre-specific festivals. Festivals such as Goldenvoice’s Just Like Heaven or Live Nation’s When We Were Young serve to cater to different demographics that might have felt out of touch with the current general interest festival circuit, further draining a pool of potential acts who may have been deemed too specific for a prominent spot at Bonnaroo or Governor’s Ball.

All of this, and more, leads to an un-eclectic lineup pool to draw from. Headlining festivals is just not as lucrative or prolific as it used to be. The dearth of touring artists, combined with high cost of living, and a dwindling concert-going clientele can only lead to so many options. Whereas festivals like Coachella usually rely on big “gets,” this year’s lineup selections feature headliners who can easily be seen anywhere else, or in other words, the ones who can afford to tour. That’s not to say 2024 didn’t have the potential to pull off such a feat – there were many possibilities that could’ve come into play. Olivia Rodrigo, Taylor Swift, even the Rolling Stones… big names who just did well attended, highly sought after tours with sky-rocketed ticket prices.

On the reunion side of things, much less probable, but still in the realm of possibility: Talking Heads were rumored to reunite after doing several Q&A’s for the Stop Making Sense 40th anniversary, with Live Nation reportedly offering $80 million to reunite and Goldenvoice offering $20 million to play Coachella, but it became very apparent from the rapport of the members that reunion talks were off the table. A Smiths reunion had been rumored on and off for years, but due to the recent death of bassist Andy Rourke that window seems to have shrunk. The White Stripes always circle the minds of entertainment promoters, but that decision will be entirely left up to Meg White. And of course, as every year, there’s Daft Punk.

But even as we see a dearth now, this can’t bode well for the future of live music. As grassroots ecosystems are phased out, and stadium-sized headliners continue to inflate, soon there isn’t going to be anyone to fill those arenas or to headline these festivals. It’s a pipeline that’s been broken and the gap between the two extremes is only widening further.

However, both the U.S. and the U.K. are doing what they can to thwart this shift in culture. The MVT in the U.K. recently introduced a move to secure a £1 contribution to grassroots venues for every arena ticket sold to help sustain their ecosystem. France has adopted laws for taxation that feeds back into grassroots venues as well, an acknowledgement that local, live arts are an integral part to both countries’ cultures. In the U.S., the National Independent Venue Association (NIVA), which played a pivotal role in forming the “Save Our Stages” act early on the pandemic, provided financial bonuses to local promoters and tour representatives who help execute shows, as well as venue crew members who have worked over 500 hours in 2023.

People often take for granted the art scenes they locally have access to. Particularly in big cities, live music is always there. You may ignore it, which by all means is fine, but it’s there to be enjoyed. However, people often don’t realize it’s a foundation for something bigger – not just future “Coachella headliners,” but a rich, creative, challenging, forward-thinking culture, one that stays in touch with what’s contemporary. It’s there to be valued, it’s there to be talked about, digested. It’s there to remind us just how much live music can truly be a gift to the world.

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How ‘Jingle All the Way’ is the Anti-Capitalist, Anti-Police Film of the Holiday Season

Every year, a plethora of holiday films try to leave their mark and define what the spirit of the holiday season truly means. Some are more memorable than others, some ring true no matter how old the holiday novelty theme lasts. Even some this year have the potential to stand the test of time (I’m looking at you Holdovers.) But then, there are some that are so specific in their themes, so intent on what they want to say, they’re properly misdiagnosed as something else to be socially accessible. When I think of the holiday season, I think about capitalism. I think about societal segregation. I think about heightened security. I think about Jingle All the Way.

It’s another way of portraying America: Christmas’s monetary necessity has far surpassed its true value, where the privileged congratulate themselves and the unfortunate suffer. And it didn’t take me until late in my twenties to notice that no holiday film better captures that sad truth than Jingle All the Way.

Having seen it probably a good 25 times, it’s anti-police, anti-capitalist views have been subdued by its seamless, easily accessible plot: a workaholic father tries to get the hottest toy of the Christmas season, the Turbo Man action figure, for his son on Christmas eve. The plot is simple enough that it supplies an outlet to explore deeper subliminal themes.

Jingle All the Way’s views against capitalism are pointed out fairly immediately within the first ten minutes, with the opening of the film being a commercial for the Turbo Man doll a la the Power Rangers, as presumably seen through the eyes of Jamie (Jake Lloyd), Howard Langston’s (Arnold Schwarzenegger) son. The sequence that follows it, however, reveals what Jamie truly wants. When Langston is late to Jamie’s karate class, we’re hinted that Jamie doesn’t ultimately want a doll, but a present father, and therefore casts his want for a leading male figure in his life in an action figure.

And yet, it’s this capitalist toy market that makes us think otherwise. American parents are so desperate to please their children through materialistic needs, that they themselves forget to be present in their lives when it truly matters. And when they don’t fulfill their wishes, they fear the worst – not only that their child’s demands aren’t met, but that they’ll grow up in resentment.

This, clearly, is represented in Sinbad’s character, Myron. Acting against Langston’s flaw of being a workaholic, Myron’s character essentially exists as a reminder of what Jamie can turn into if Langston doesn’t get him a Turbo Man doll, encapsulated in the image of Jamie pulling from a bottle of whiskey in a mailman outfit.

But in addition to its anti-capitalist values, Jingle All the Way also abides by an anti-authority, anti-police agenda. Throughout the film, Langston rallies against the police force one way or another, beginning when he’s first pulled over by a cop when rushing to Jamie’s karate class and forced to take an unnecessary breathalyzer test.

These moments further add to a detailed portrait of a man rallying against an establishment when all he’s trying to do is make his kid happy. But whereas the Turbo Man/capitalist ideals go against Langston’s flaw of being a workaholic, the police function as a way of acting against Langston’s trait of being an authority figure. Little by little, as the film progresses, he eases toward fooling the police, even going so far as to impersonate a police officer to save himself during a warehouse raid of criminal Santa Clauses.

And as the film follows this ACAB theme, Langston’s trajectory takes him into becoming the ultimate form of authority: Turbo Man himself. When Langston is suckered into donning the Turbo Man suit for a Christmas parade and somehow becomes “unrecognizable,” the authorities seem to show support for the toy, concluding with a salute by the captain before Langston reveals himself. In fact, the movie is bookended by this juxtaposing thru-line: from when we first see Langston being taken advantage of by authorities, to the authorities showing the upmost respect for Langston, or in this case, Turbo Man.

But the anti-police sentiment goes even deeper when viewed from the perspective of the minority: Myron. Whenever Myron gets into a position of power or gets what he’s after, the police swoop in to take it away, such as the few attempts he makes to achieve a Turbo Man doll. When Myron and Langston hold a radio DJ hostage during a contest to win a Turbo Man, it’s Myron, not Langston, who’s held up by the police while Langston manages to escape. This reoccurs in the end when it’s Myron, not Langston, who’s arrested for sabotaging the Christmas parade, even though Langston broke just as many laws if not more so when donning the Turbo Man suit in attempts to win a Turbo Man. Then why is it Myron, the poor mailman trying to please his son, who gets the short end of the stick? None of this, I’m sure, was by mistake.

After decades of watching this film, its true themes only became clear when I entered maturity. The film this writer sees now is not what was marketed to them in their early years: it was a simple, holiday comedy flick starring Arnold Schwarzenegger. And yet, it acts as a perfect trojan horse: a family holiday classic that preaches against the very infrastructure that birthed it. There have been other anti-holiday films since, this we know. But none have been as subversive, and as subliminal, as Jingle All the Way.

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What is ‘Oppenheimer’ REALLY About?

It has now been a full month since Oppenheimer hit U.S. theaters, to which the response has been rapturous if not near unanimous: Oppenheimer is our first awards worthy, earth-shattering epic so far this year. With a scale so big that it demands to be seen in theaters, it’s brought the greater moviegoing world closer to a collective consciousness in how we interpret and talk about film again.

Much has been said about Oppenheimer in the days since: it’s taken over conversations at parties, dinner tables, offices with co-workers, to which most have graduated to the side of fascination rather than critique. The organic engagement has been rewarding, and finally a project such as Oppenheimer has brought film criticism back into the spotlight of contemporary film culture. But with all the commotion surrounding it, just like the nuclear bomb itself, what’s at the center of it? We’ve gotten so caught up with its scale and immersion, what is Oppenheimer really about?

That answer ties into who Oppenheimer was as a person. Much has been said about J. Robert Oppenheimer since the film’s opening and I’m sure to the shock of many in the scientific community, Oppenheimer is now spoken in the same way we speak of Jim Morrison – he’s become more popular in the afterlife than he was during his time here on Earth. He was a womanizer, charming, charismatic in a sophisticated way, and spoke seven languages. He was often apolitical, stuck his nose up at the notion that a human has to be defined by merely one thing, held multiple fascinations, and contained multitudes.

All this, however, also makes up Oppenheimer’s fatal flaw as a protagonist: he was never able to pick one side. His eccentricities and esoteric-ness prevented him from having an ability to choose between right and wrong. He always held a firm stance against permanency. Just like quantum physics, his relation to things we’re constantly evolving and in movement. He had far too curious of a mind not to explore every creative and scientific avenue he came across.

All of this leads to a fantastically flawed individual who would eventually come into conflict with what would be the ultimate choice between right and wrong. And in turn, the film reveals its ultimate story engine: temptation.

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Oppenheimer faces temptation throughout the duration of the film, first example being when he poisons his mentor’s apple, which then continues into dabbling in multiple love affairs, which then leads to the curiosity of having the power of a collapsing star in his hand. The entire film encapsulates standing on the precipice of a void the world has never seen before – politically, socially, and personally – and the consequences that follow it. What’s another way of saying that you’re tempted? “I’m considering it.”

These complexities of a man faced with a critical decision leads us to the ultra-paranoid world we live in today. Nolan has given us the ultimate “fuck around and find out” movie. After the bomb came the Cuban Missile Crisis, then Chernobyl, then 9/11, gradually determining a world where security becomes more important than one’s individual freedom.

When all these elements are wrapped into the enigma of Oppenheimer, they ultimately contextualize what it means to be American: a constant push for a manifest destiny, to constantly push the envelope and explore what we thought we couldn’t explore before. Very much like how this country was formed, we find new territory and claim it as ours.

“How could this man who saw so much be so blind?” asks Lewis Strauss (Robert Downey Jr.). But Oppenheimer wasn’t blind. One could say that the entire country was blinded by the temptation of curiosity and the constant need to walk on fresh snow. That’s the American way. And with it, a legion of the world’s leading geniuses gathered in a desert and ultimately gave us the power to self-destruct ourselves. One of those scientists, Enrico Fermi, later went on to coin the Fermi paradox – the phenomenon of why humans haven’t been contacted by other intelligent beings, perhaps because they too discovered a way to self-destruct themselves before making contact outside of their planet. And out of our own human hubris, perhaps we, too, will come to have a similar fate.

Featured photo courtesy of Universal Pictures

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Film

‘Barbenheimer’: What’s at Stake

The day we’ve all known has been coming is finally almost upon us. This Friday, July 21st, the moviegoing world will be offered two choices – one about the start of the end of the world as we know it, and the other about impending mortality. One is about how we have come to live in the world of fear we know today, the other about the finite time we’re given on Earth. One is backed by one of the most exclusive studio deals ever made, and the other has a marketing campaign that reached far beyond the boundaries of print and advertising.

Two viral promotional endeavors. Two vastly different demographics. The two biggest movies of the year. Yes, we’re talking about Barbie and Oppenheimer. Two films that couldn’t be more disparate will forever be held in the same sentence and breath as each other, resuscitating what moviegoing has long missed: an epic, clashing summer blockbuster event.

But the phenomenon forebodes an eerie quality to it as well, as if this may be one of the last big summer cinematic events we’ll see for quite some time. As fun as these two movies clashing appear to be, that’s exactly what’s at stake: summer movie events of such sizes have become few and far between in recent years. Will one film draw success from the other? Can one steal the other’s limelight? Could that lead to one of these films being the last of their kind? Depending on the successes of either of these films, this weekend may very well determine the future of summer movies as we know it.

Where the two films will have their first standoff is with demographics. The target demographics for each of these films is nearly night and day: one for the youth, one for the historians. One for the dads, and one for the daughters. The demographics are so opposite that the public has even branded this historical cinematic event with its own name: “Barbenheimer.”

Without a doubt, there will be crossover, but the numbers will be interesting to see, and just might set a precedent for whichever film does the better business. What might the gross of each film say about the other’s core demographic? And what might that say about similar films in the future? One film’s success might cause the other to become radioactive.

But what’s also at stake is the state of originality in cinematic films. One has to look at where both of these films are coming from to assess their own uniqueness with another. Oppenheimer is a deeply controversial historical figure who’s been mythologized, bad-mouthed, and exiled – a deeply flawed human being that changed the course of history, directed by one of the most singular, cinematic filmmakers of our time. In addition to a deal with Universal at which Nolan requested to have a 90 to 120 day exclusive theatrical window for the film, Oppenheimer also employed IMAX to develop a black-and-white film stock that had never existed before.

Barbie, on the other hand, has its puppet strings controlled by a much larger corporation, Mattel, another addition to Warner Bros’ IP canon. Now that’s not to say Barbie will fall into contrived corporate pitfalls, but one can’t help but feel that the film contains the fingerprints of higher-up executives from a toy company. Like Space Jam 2, or The Flash, one can sense that it’s a film made by a committee. Who is to say that, if one film performs better than the other, then corporate American interests will become more important than cinematic originality in favor of featuring more safe-bet intellectual properties?

Fan-made “Barbenheimer” poster

However, despite their differences, these two films have more in common than they appear. On paper, we merely see two differing clienteles as if they’re black and white. Yet, both have seeped into the crevices of contemporary American culture on multiple levels: countless memes around the event have circulated the internet, a myriad of fan-made “Barbenheimer” t-shirts and posters have been printed, and both promotional campaigns have stretched into the furthest depths of everyday life where even the most non-movie fans are acutely aware of the phenomenon.

And on a figurative level, the symbolism of “Barbenheimer” goes even further. Both films represent the two extreme sides of American capitalist manufacturing: the nuclear bomb and the Barbie doll – two of USA’s most coveted and prized symbols, both representing two different facets of what it means to be American. Inciting a conversation that goes beyond the stories these films tell on screen, such analytical depths have caused both films to fall into an intangible dance with each other, spurring an organic, viral groundswell of a box-office clash.

Even though both are predicted to gross enough at the box office to make their way well into the green for what could be a near-$200 million dollar weekend, this writer can’t help but feel that “Barbenheimer” is akin to the stars aligning. The two most popular, most anticipated movies of the year coming out not just in the same summer, but the same day? Ones that evoke stakes? Create talking points? Incite pivotal moments that can shift an industry? It feels like movie weekends like this don’t come around that often anymore. Gone are the summer movie seasons like 2008 which introduced us to Iron Man, The Dark Knight, Tropic Thunder, Pineapple Express and many others within mere weeks of each other; movie seasons that gave us options.

Maybe we’ve been so starved of events like this that the rip-roar around these two films premiering on the same day was inevitable. Counter-programming is nothing new when it comes to summer releases, and contrasts as bold as “Barbenheimer” used to be commonplace. So it was an audacious move, genius even, by the studios to program the two most talked about films of the year back-to-back.

What’s truly at stake here is the last desperate fart of a dying summer movie corpse. The last sliver of “summer movie season” as we know it. With the oncoming of day–and–date releases and shorter theatrical windows, the summer movie season has become somewhat of a façade, something similar to how American radio stations try to decide the “song of the summer.” Such events seem futile nowadays. Except “Barbenheimer.” “Barbenheimer” has the chance to resuscitate the worth of seeing a film in a cinema. It has the potential to get the greater public talking about film critically again beyond the internet phenomenon. It has the chance to bring cinematic events back onto the world stage and prove once again that moviegoing is still a subject of contemporary culture – it exists not only as a private obsession, but also a communal experience.

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Music

How Nostalgia Filled the Music Festival Void in 2022

What’s the easiest way to make a buck? To cash in on people’s nostalgia of course. The live music industry was decimated from 2020 to 2021. So much so that, when festivals made their return this year, if it seemed like prices were multiplied 1.5 times, well, it’s because they were. The live music industry took such a hit in the last two years that it’s trying to quickly re-find its footing and push its finances back into the green. But doing so won’t come with originality or innovation.

The “nostalgia” festival circuit is nothing new to the industry, or at least not to Southern California, with a sleuth of revival festivals popping up just before the pandemic (see Cruel World Festival or Just Like Heaven). And given LA’s dearth of alternative music festivals, the city proved to be fertile breeding ground for Goldenvoice and Live Nation to recoup their finances from the past two years.

The first round of nostalgia festivals seemed to be spearheaded by This Ain’t No Picnic, Goldenvoice’s new alternative crown jewel based in Pasadena. With a lack of indie/alternative festivals in Southern California, after the fall of FYF Fest, a void for perhaps LA’s biggest genre scene was gapingly left open, leaving Goldenvoice (the predominant presence in SoCal, and owners of FYF) to craft a weekend festival that would perfectly fit the previous FYF audience. With a lineup featuring headliners Strokes and LCD Soundsystem, and a reunion from Le Tigre, they quickly picked up where they left off by curating a festival with the cornerstones of the genre.  

But perhaps the biggest and most recent nostalgia fest to take place isn’t in Southern California, but Las Vegas. The brand new When You Were Young festival boasted a lineup of bands that hit their peak in 2007: My Chemical Romance, All American Rejects, Paramore, Avril Lavigne, and AFI too name a few. What at first looked like a deliberate cash grab, turned out to be not just that, but a very lucrative cash grab. After selling out in mere hours, a second day was soon added. Then after that sold out, a THIRD day with the same lineup was added. It became so popular that, even before the first installment took place, When You Were Young already announced NEXT year’s lineup and dates (goes to show you how readily available all these acts were).

Other fests have basked in the nostalgia haze as well. Some examples include Smokin Grooves in downtown Los Angeles for classic soul/RnB, Palomino festival in Pasadena for old school country, and of course the hip-hop throwback showcase Rock the Bells. But it’s not just festivals, entire tours with nostalgia acts have been in the works. Summerland Festival reps itself as the “90s alternative rock tour,” featuring bands like Everclear (who founded the festival), Marcy Playground, and other semi-notable acts from the 90s alt-rock, one-hit-wonder craze.

When You Were Young – Courtesy of Jenn Five/Kerrang

The success of these festivals and tours goes to prove that, just like how there’s a sub-reddit for everything, there’s also a festival for every genre of music, and then sub-genre. Live entertainment groups are now cashing in on already built-in audiences: why take the risk in creating something new and fresh when you know what will already sell and be successful?

But it also prompts the question, do people care if they come off as old? Out of place? Outdated? How far can age actually go? How far back into the past does one have to reach before they’re treading into an audience that won’t even show up and represent? Identity crises are nothing new, but don’t even those nostalgic fests and audiences have an expiration date? One can keep bringing back what used to be in fashion, but how much of the old is too much?

And it goes without saying, that even just relying on nostalgia acts isn’t a guarantee for success. 2022 has had a sleuth of mishaps and unfortunate events as festivals and tours tried to make their comeback this year. Live events are not just raising ticket prices, but are cutting corners in hiring inexperienced staff for cheap, resulting in logistical nightmares in running a festival: long queues, angry festival goers, and a desperate need for strong attendance have tainted many events. Spain’s Primavera is one of the main examples that succumbed to these mishaps this year. In bringing back the festival after a three year hiatus, Primavera not only hiked up ticket prices, but also oversold tickets in an attempt to make their money back from the previous two years, resulting in extreme bottlenecking with large crowds in tight spaces with low-paying staff.

But event logistics aren’t the only things making tours and festivals unreliable this year. In addition to artists still contracting COVID, one just simply can’t predict the laws of nature. Las Vegas’ When You Were Young festival had to cancel its first day due to extreme winds, while the long-awaited Rage Against the Machine reunion had to be cancelled after vocalist Zach de la Rocha tore his ACL just a few shows in.

Needless to say, this business model of banking on nostalgia is only a phase. People will only be able to take so much of the past that it’ll eventually dilute itself, until the point where audiences need something fresh. Festivals are now in a tug of war with themselves between banking on what is reliably successful, and what is new, cool and innovative. It’s one thing to be “cool,” but to be cool AND successful? That’s nearly impossible.

But are nostalgia festivals here to stay? As long as audiences like to remain in their comfort zones, absolutely. Nostalgia will always have an audience. But will that take away incentive to fund new, innovative festivals for growing audiences? Absolutely not. Perhaps the next generation of festival goers will be ones that actively challenge themselves, that go against habits like leaning on nostalgia as a crutch, and learn to embrace the constantly changing live music landscape.

Featured photos courtesy of Jenn Five/Kerrang