Cover Story: Arctic Monkeys

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Arctic Monkeys
Street Fighting Men

The buzz hadn’t officially begun yet. But already you could hear it, bumblebee-droning. Getting louder by the minute.

The time: A few short months ago. The place: A hip, Anglophile-oriented nightclub in San Francisco during an early-evening soundcheck. The cast of characters: Colorful, to say the least, including a long-haired monitor man fresh from several world tours with The Darkness; a sound guy who also recorded as Little Gem with a CD in his metallic briefcase featuring an anti-Thrills anthem called “Santa Cruz Is Fucking Miles, Mate”; a band manager who resembled a missing Kray twin, in his gangster-ish Vivienne Westwood pinstripe suit and winklepicker oxfords; an affable representative from chic U.K. indie Domino Records, doing his best to ride herd on the situation; and, of course, the reason for all this hubbub, Sheffield pop-punk sensations the Arctic Monkeys, watching the tornado of activity swirling around them with an almost aloof disdain.

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Beth Orton

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BethOrton
Stranger Things Have Happened

Talk to musicians enough, and phrases reminiscent of sports cliches make their way to the fore. It only makes sense: we have our stock questions; they have their stock answers. Only instead of giving 110 percent or taking one game at a time, there’s “We really love coming to your town” and, drumroll, “I don’t listen to my records, but I can listen to this one.”


But Beth Orton is very convincing when she uses them. For all her lanky, runway model beauty, on the topic she shows a kind of clumsy sincerity, as if she doesn’t think you believe her and you absolutely must.

Comfort Of Strangers (Astralwerks), her latest, is an album she says had to be made; it practically made itself. “I think with each record I felt my spirit got more diluted. By the third record [Daybreaker, 2002], I think I was trying to please people; I wanted to please everyone. I had good intentions: I wanted to make it a combination of everything, but by doing that I think I was moving away from my center.”

Daybreaker, for the record, is a lovely album, but so was its predecessor, Central Reservation. But it was lovelier than Daybreaker, just as its own predecessor was the loveliest of them all. The meaning of this gobbledygook is she’s been tapering off — and she knows it.

“I think around the time of just finishing Daybreaker I just about had enough,” she says. “I was so frustrated and I had moved on in my mind, but not any other way. It’s very funny to keep touring a record that you . . . that you’ve moved on [from].”

In many ways Orton is lucky. Just about anyone could rifle off a list of five artists who lost their way after one album and never recovered, much less held onto a recording contract.

She says, “I found sometimes what I didn’t like was coming back to overdub the vocals and overdub stuff that really I would have liked to got more at the moment. And that sounds maybe like small things — to me it’s huge because it’s the spirit. I like being there with people and the moment, really. And I think that’s funny, but on the second record it was the same, and on the third record it was the same, and I was just like, ‘I don’t want to do that anymore!’ Even something as simple as that to me was kind of damaging the process. It didn’t bring out the best in my voice, it didn’t bring out the best in my character, in a way.”

So for Comfort she enlisted help. “First I wanted to produce it, and then I met another artist and thought, ‘Maybe I’ll co-produce it with them.’ But I found that wasn’t quite what it was. That to me meant I wasn’t concentrating on what I was good at and what I’m good at is writing songs. It’s words, it’s melodies. I think I had a vision — I had a dream, ha! — to see it through, and in the end what was wonderful was meeting Jim O’Rourke. He had the same vision, it was implicit. It was two like minds.”

This is the same O’Rourke who became one of the architects of post rock in Chicago, a temporary fifth member of Sonic Youth, and, as Chicagoans outside post rock recall, mixed Wilco’s Yankee Hotel Foxtrot in a way that ended the band’s relationship with Reprise. He seems a prime candidate if you, as Orton said, just want to concentrate on words and melodies. But where he goes with it, well . . .

“I didn’t want to get overproduced,” Orton explains. “I wanted to make a live record, you know. I wanted this record to be very live, very of the moment. I wanted it to be a bunch of musicians in a room, I wanted it to be analog, I wanted to hear the hiss and the hum of the tape and the buzz of the room. It’s funny: We just understood. He was like, ‘It’s about your voice. It’s about your songs, it’s about what best serves it. It’s pretty simple.’ And it was like,” trying to replicate her delight at his accord, “‘Yes! Right!’”

Steve Forstneger

To learn more of how Orton and O’Rourke jived, grab the April issue of Illinois Entertainer.

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Editors

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Editors
Out Back

There’s a bit of a misconception about Britain’s bell-tolling new Quasimodo-combo Editors (no “the,” thank you very much — just Editors), and guitarist Chris Urbanowicz would like to clear this up in short order. Judging by the grim funereal pall swirling around The Back Room — the quartet’s hazy debut for Kitchenware/Epic — a nice evening out for these Birmingham bad boys might involve henchman’s hoods, a guillotine, and a few hapless victims, ready to lose their heads. Is it Urbanowicz’s ethereal Bernard Sumner-meets-Will-Sergeant-on-the-scaffold drone? Or singer Tom Smith’s sepulchral Ian Curtis murmur? Either way, Urbanowicz sighs, “People expect us to be slitting our wrists one week and hanging ourselves the next.”

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Ben Harper

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Ben Harper
Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell



No one can blame Ben Harper for not wanting to discuss his personal life with a stranger. He’s embarking on a tour that will enliven his 18-song, two-disc Both Sides Of The Gun (Virgin), which follows the Grammy-winning album he made with The Blind Boys Of Alabama in 2004. Trouble is, no one was asking about his personal life.
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Buckcherry

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Buckcherry
What Happens In Buckcherry Stays In Buckcherry

Like the hourly commercials you now see on TV prodding you to get into trouble in Las Vegas, Buckcherry is the Sin City of rock ‘n’ roll, egging you on to stop shoegazing and have some fucking fun. What once might have been too raunchy, too racy, too much for the general public seems now to be in demand. Their songs have been said to incite frenzy — sometimes X-rated, always memorable.

Appearing: August 4th at The Pearl Room in Mokena.

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Just A Fire

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Just A Fire
Stop Don’t Start

You could almost mistake it for intention, and think Just A Fire were just another indie rock band poking fun at conventional rock ‘n’ roll. The Chicago band’s debut album, Light Up (Asian Man), was recorded almost immediately after they formed, punk pragmatism at its best. But the next one, this spring’s Spanish Time (Sick Room), was put off. Then rescheduled. Then put on hold. Never before has the promise of spontaneity been so utterly destroyed.

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Just A Fire cont’d

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That’s not to give the impression Just A Fire’s songs even approach such levels of the vanguard. Chaotic on the surface, where Chris Daly (ex-Check Engine) probes with asymmetric guitar figures in between staccato power chords, Erskine and Adamson play stop/start, left/right but never venture off the map. For effect, Erskine howls above the din like trying to control a riot without a megaphone.

“I’ve sung before in a few other bands,” he says, “although I’ve never been the only singer in a band. It’s tough on me. I’m sure that I don’t sing right — meaning the way that a vocal instructor would tell you to do it [All Music Guide chides “his hideous caterwauling”] — I can tell just by the strain on my throat. When we tour, usually the first couple days are rough before I really get everything stretched out, feeling good. Like anything, it takes practice. But it’s a different responsibility. I like the challenge. I feel like I’m up to it; I try to pull it off. I’ve always had stagefright, from day one of playing shows no matter what I’m doing.”

Another thing that worries Erskine is time. As he said, he gets “unsettled,” leading one to think sitting on the same songs for a couple years would have led to mutiny.

“I’ve always been that way, I think, very time-sensitive,” he says, but acknowledges not everything must go. “The lyrics changed a little bit here and there. I make changes to those. It’s more like the body of them that I like that I’d want to re-use. It’d be like, ‘Oh, we’re gonna scrap this song because I just can’t deal with playing this. We can’t work it to where I like the arrangement.’ But then I’ll be like, ‘Man. I really like those lyrics.’ I would just, at that point, just try to write something around them.

“I just kind of lost perspective on it,” Erskine continues. “I listen to tons of improvised music and I love spontaneity. I guess maybe that also goes with feeling time sensitive about things. I just feel like it really worked, and then later [felt] I thought about it too much.”

In the end, though, his sensibility won out. It just took a couple years.

“Well, to get it right, when we went in for this record we had a pretty definite amount of time to work with J. It was just kind of buckle down and get it right, but get it done. A couple of those songs we did a fair amount of [takes] because Scott’s a perfectionist and I’m glad [he is]. If you ask him, he’s probably still not happy with some. Some of ‘em came right out. We definitely wanted to get it right, but also get that right feel. I’m certainly willing to live with mistakes if the song gets the right feel. To me that’s just part of the character of the recording.”

Seems ironic something with so much build up could possibly come off unrehearsed. Maybe they really do need to work on the scheduling.

“I would liked to have done that from the start, but I realized it doesn’t work with these guys. You just kind of take things when they come. I found that if I try to force it into a schedule, I just get frustrated. I’ve actually been pretty happy just to take things as they come. I had a kid five months ago, so it’s been a relief of pressure for me. Those guys haven’t been breathing down my neck to get stuff done right now.”

He’d best mark his words — nothing sticks with Just A Fire for too long.

Steve Forstneger

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Good Night, And Good Luck/Network

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GOOD NIGHT, AND GOOD LUCK / NETWORK “SPECIAL EDITION”
Warner Brothers


In a 1961 speech to the National Association Of Broadcasters, FCC Chairman Newton Minnow challenged those in attendance to watch what they were producing and really look at what was on the air. If they could “keep [their] eyes glued to that set until the station signs off. I can assure you that you will observe a vast wasteland.” Thus, from that day forward, that’s been exactly how television has been known.
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Build A Guitar!

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If You Build It, They Will Strum
The Chicago School Of Guitar Making

Everybody plays guitar, right? Any musician’s classified section will turn up 10 or more guitar players for every bassist and keyboardist. Now, try to find someone to setup, maintain, or rewire all the instruments belonging to all those guitar players and the list of reputable candidates gets shorter in a hurry. Sure, one can find a number of individuals with a shingle out, offering guitar repair and other services, but there are often conflicting reports about the quality of work done and prices charged.

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Hello, My Name Is Jack

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Q&A with the former Dire Straits guitarist, who put together this spring’s Guitarmageddon at Guitar Center.

IE: Guitar Center’s Guitarmageddon contest is focused on finding the Next King Of The Blues?
Jack Sonni:
It’s never been focused on a particular genre like this, something we decided to do because it had become an exercise in technique and gymnastics. We felt that it was intimidating to a lot of players who love to play guitar, but — by narrowing the focus on a single genre that’s probably the most universal genre — we widened the invitees. Suddenly, players who aren’t technicians in the sense of ’80s shred guys are like, “Yeah! I can do that. I can listen to these backing tracks, I do this with my band.”

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File For April

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SO YOU WANNA BE A ROCK SUPERSTAR?

On Saturday, March 11th, perhaps the first truly beautiful day of the year, a line outside the Elbo Room in Lincoln Park stretched all the way down the block. The gathering might not have looked particularly out of place at the venue except that it was mid-afternoon, not late evening the night of a hyped rock show. These mid-20s to late 30s line-dwellers sported cowboy hats, sunglasses, ripped jeans, and unabashed long hair, not to mention a guitar every third person. They didn’t want to see a rock show, they want to be the rock show.

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Introducing The Blues

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By Beverly Zeldin-Palmer

During the month of February, a slice of Chicago’s rich musical history was revisited in the Vittum Theater’s musical production, I Dream In Blues. The play, dubbed a “bluesical” was conceived by singer and storyteller Katherine Davis and Tom Arvetis, artistic director of the Vittum. It is Davis’ autobiography in words and music, packed into one-and-a-half joyful, nostalgic, and poignant hours.

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Banking On It

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By Trevor Fisher

Besides just being pretty freakin’ sweet, the fact Manny Sanchez’s The I.V. Lab Studio is housed inside a vintage bank vault actually may have helped him secure a loan.

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The Rest Of The Story

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By Cara Jepsen

Maybe there’s a good reason coverage of the war in Iraq sucks.

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That’s Hot!

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By David Gedge

JELLIFISH INC.
Hot Rods Bridge Pins

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