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Indie Basement (2/20): the week in classic indie, alternative & college rock

Things are about to ramp up considerably, release wise, so lets all take a moment to enjoy a gentle week where I review four new album: Richard Dawson’s wiggy art-rock collective Hen Oggled, explicit electroclash icon Peaches (first album in a decade), indiepop vets The Would-Be-Goods, and Austere electronic producer Apparat.

This week’s Indie Basement Classic is one of my favorite albums from 1996 and I bet you’ve never heard it.

For more of this week’s new albums, Andrew reviews the latest from James Brandon Lewis & The Messthetics, WILLOW and more in Notable Releases.

I interviewed Cardinals, who made one of February’s best albums, on this week’s episode of BrooklynVegan Interviews.

Head below for this week’s reviews…

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Hen Ogledd – DISCOMBOBULATED (Weird World)
Richard Dawson’s art-rock collective go bigger, stranger, and more inclusive than ever

When he’s not making proggy folk as a solo artist, Richard Dawson gets his skronk on as part of proggy new-wave art-rock group Hen Ogledd. Despite my attempts to do so in the previous sentence, the band are hard to succinctly describe: they can pivot from warm synthpop to mossy faerie folk to baggy Manchester shuffle beats to dense prog and even flashes of hip hop. Hen Ogledd are weird, but also welcoming. As Dawson himself notes, “There’s something to Hen Ogledd that’s really not like a normal band. It’s something… else.”

DISCOMBOBULATED is the third album with the current quartet lineup — Dawson, Dawn Bothwell, Rhodri Davies, and Sally Pilkington — and it’s their biggest, wiggiest swing yet. Contributors include Australian drummer Will Guthrie, saxophonist Fay MacCalman, trumpeter Nate Wooley, and Davies’ daughter Elli on flute, plus vocal assistance from Matana Roberts, Truly Kaput, C. Spencer Yeh, and Circle’s Janne Westerlund. They’re all folded into Hen Ogledd’s amorphous sound, which is harder to pigeonhole than ever. “Maybe Hen Ogledd is more like a family than a band,” says Pilkington. “There’s something really special about having kids’ voices in the music.”

She has a point. DISCOMBOBULATED feels like an afternoon party where the adults are talking politics, everyone’s contributing to the stereo playlist, kids and pets are running wild through the house, and someone’s daughter suddenly declares she’s going to sing a song. It makes for wonderful, unexpected moments, like the eight-minute “Scales Will Fall,” a fiery, Celtic-tinged indictment of evil megacorporations featuring Dawn Bothwell rapping in a thick Scottish accent. Any track with Bothwell at the forefront is a keeper, including “End of the Rhythm,” which owes a lot to Can and Neu! — if they’d lived on the moors instead of in Cologne or Düsseldorf.

It’s an album for our times, where everyone’s at least a little confused, frustrated, and upset — and Hen Ogledd respond by inviting us all to this freewheeling backyard barbecue.

DISCOMBOBULATED by Hen Ogledd

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Peaches – No Lube So Rude (Kill Rock Stars)
Back when we need her: Peaches is as unexpurgated as ever on her first album in decade

“I’m a horny lil fucker and I’ll put you in a squeeze / I’m a horny lil fucker and I’ll bring you to your knees.” It’s been 10 years since Peaches last taught a class (2015’s Rub), but clearly it was time for her to return, given the current U.S. administration’s stance on the LGBTQ community. Apart from a couple overtly politicized songs — namely “Out of Your Mouth, None of Your Business” — the curriculum hasn’t changed much for the artist who gave us electroclash classics like “Fuck the Pain Away,” not to mention “Lovertits,” “Shake Your Dix,” “Fuck or Kill,” “Tent in Your Pants,” and “Diddle My Skittle.”

If anything, she’s gotten more hardcore, from the explicit lyrics to the punishing electronic beats she deploys with producer The Squirt Deluxe. You’re not hitting play on a Peaches record for subtlety — you’re here for the freedom, the release, the letting it all hang out. There are definitely some greasy bangers here that also find her keeping up with contemporary dance music. “Fuck Your Face,” “Whatcha Gonna Do About It,” “Fuck How You Wanna Fuck,” and “No Lube So Rude” romp around in the current EDM sandbox, where she remains a natural.

There are a couple of satisfying swerves, too, like “Be Love” and “Take It,” both sleek synthpop cuts that find Peaches in singing mode (her voice remains impressively versatile), and the grinding slow jam “Panna Cotta Delight,” where she defends her crown against those much younger than her: “Yes I’m old / Solid gold / A woman in control of all her holes / And my roles / I fill my goals / Never come in second / Check the polls.”

Peaches, welcome back. You’ve never been more needed.

No Lube So Rude by Peaches

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Would-Be-Goods – Tears Before Bedtime (Skep Wax)
The Would-Be-Goods prove that charm, wit, and jangly sophistication never go out of style

Jessica Griffin has been making winsome, sophisticated indiepop for nearly 40 years as The Would-Be-Goods, beginning with the project’s cult-classic debut, The Camera Loves Me, where she was backed by members of The Monochrome Set and released via the much-loved Cherry Red imprint él Records. Thirty-nine years later, The Would-Be-Goods sound like they haven’t changed at all — with Jessica’s distinctive, erudite voice, melodies, and jangly arrangements indebted to ’60s French pop and the C86 scene, and tales of the urbane and arty past and present all sounding as charming and memorable as they did way back when.

She’s still got The Monochrome Set’s Andy Warren on bass, which helps immeasurably, and her current band also includes Peter Momtchiloff (Heavenly, Talulah Gosh) on guitar and Debbie Greensmith (Thee Headcoatees) on drums. “Tears For Leda,” “Don’t Come Crying To Me,” “The Gallopers,” and “Dr Love” stand stylishly alongside classics like “Cecil Beaton’s Scrapbook” and “The Camera Loves Me.” What a treat.

Tears Before Bedtime by Would-Be-Goods

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Apparat – A Hum of Maybe (Mute)
Apparat turns writer’s block into a lush, introspective return on his first studio album in six years

German producer Apparat (Sascha Ring) went through a serious bout of writer’s block following 2019’s LP5. To break out of it, he challenged himself to create one idea for a song every day — no matter how small, with no judgment about quality. Eventually the music began to flow again, resulting in what he calls his most personal album to date, one that juxtaposes his home life as a husband and father with that of being a popular electronic musician. Hence, the “maybe” of the title.

“It’s a ‘maybe’ that is not weakness, but a space where things can grow,” says Ring. “The hum is that undercurrent of potential — the in-between, where life actually happens.” The Hum of Maybe is deeply textured and organic, with grand piano, cello, violin, and live drums driving things as much as the electronic elements. At its best — like opener “Glimmermine” and the title track — the album feels lush, sophisticated, and cinematic, not unlike Thom Yorke’s solo work. At its weaker moments, it drifts closer to Coldplay’s more soporific side. (It’s a thin line between Radiohead and Coldplay.)

Still, there are enough transportive moments to make The Hum of Maybe worth your time.

A Hum Of Maybe by Apparat

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INDIE BASEMENT CLASSIC: Animals That Swim – I Was the King, I Really Was the King (Elemental, 1996)
Trumpets, tragicomic tales, and one of Britpop’s great near-misses; Animals That Swim’s second album still reigns

Formed by brothers Hank Starrs (real name Jeffrey Barker), Hugh Barker, and Al Barker, London’s Animals That Swim stood out from many other UK indie guitar bands for a couple of reasons. Hank Starrs was a singing drummer whose lyrics played out like short stories — tales of beautiful losers, failed artists, and barstool poets that at times felt a bit like Withnail & I: The Band. The other distinctive element was Al Barker, who not only played bass but also trumpet, and that horn was central to the band’s sound without ever veering into Chicago or Madness territory. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.) They were quirky, but they also had a real gift for tunes and lyrics that stuck with you.

After their 1994 debut, Workshy, Animals That Swim added a full-time trumpet player, Daryl Crabtree, who had played on Bark Psychosis’ Hex. Not only was he a distinctive player, he was also a strong songwriter who contributed two wonderful songs to their second album, 1996’s I Was the King, I Really Was the King. Some critics at the time argued that too many of the band’s rough edges had been sanded smooth, but the album is just one great song after another — soaring, anthemic pop that never drifts into treacle. There are also more idiosyncratic numbers like “The Greenhouse” and “Kitkats and Vinegar” — a darkly funny tale of drug abuse — to balance things out. Come to think of it, “Kitkats and Vinegar” is a pretty good descriptor of their sound: balancing earworm melodies with darker thematic material.

I Was the King, I Really Was the King is one of those records that should’ve been huge — in the UK at least — but they were too quirky for the mainstream and not quite quirky enough for dyed-in-the-wool indie snobs. They didn’t release another album for five years, 2001’s somewhat disappointing Happiness From a Distant Star, and promptly broke up. But this album — and Workshy — remain lost classics that have aged very well and are well worth a reappraisal.

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