Graddict

Green-tinted musings on Marx, sound, and graduate school

Space Rock Sunday presents Flying Saucer Attack with “For Silence” of 1994’s Further.  

Flying Saucer Attack, subtitled “Rural Psychedelia”, is very much a part of the post-rock aesthetic, where texture becomes as important as rhythm or melody. The album features catchy songs with barely discernable, yet hypnotic vocals, swimming in a lushly organic sea of feedback. Feedback is used here, not just as an effect, but also as another instrumental voice. The music finds a unique niche between the experimentation of Krautrock (especially on the band’s nod to Popol Vuh on two tracks) and the dream pop of 80’s and 90’s shoe-gazers like Ride and My Bloody Valentine.

The band followed their debut with Distance, a little later in 1994. It was actually a collection of singles that FSA had produced before and during the sessions that gave rise to their debut, and as such, finds itself in a very similar vein. The band seems to be struggling to find a certain sound, and they do find it on their next release, Further.

With this album, Pearce and company translated their rural psychedelia to a more appropriate pastoral setting. The album is the apex of Flying Saucer Attack’s achievements. Dave Pearce finally learns to control the raging feedback he’d been experimenting with, shaping it like a sculptor working with sound instead of clay. Consequently, the album was less dissonant than earlier works, but nonetheless displayed all of FSA’s trademark qualities: windswept ambient soundscapes, layers of guitar, and spacey, yet intimate vocals, with surges of feedback bristling beneath it all, humming like electricity in high tension wires.

[via Jeff Fitzgerald in Aural Innovations] 

I was totally ready to start haughtily waxing on about how the makers of this video were at least aiming in the right direction even if they didn’t quite hit the target (seriously, who goes to grad school and gives a shit about “grades”? That’s so undergrad)

Then came the “Slob? Try ‘absent-minded intellectual’” scene and the statement of “Because if we were good at life, we wouldn’t need more school!” while passing a bong.  These assholes might have my number on this one.

Sometimes I feel like Abed from Community, which I guess would make me a real person who feels like a TV character who thinks he’s a real person who knows real life isn’t TV but behaves like it is anyway.

Kids these days: A-

Is the occurrence of students complaining about receiving an A- for the course a new thing, or was I just too baked throughout my undergrad years to notice other kids doing it? Learning how to accept life’s unlimited ways of telling you “close, but no cigar” with aplomb is a valuable lesson.

First thoughts on the sociological epistemology of lying

"It’s not the lie. It’s the cover-up."

A claim in and of itself may not be sufficient proof of whether or not it’s (perceived as) a lie, but a bunch of guys in suits shredding documents about it should usually do the trick.