DON’T MESS WITH TEXAS – los dias de junio

(CD/LP/download, Moon Lee)

In the review to Bosch’s with you’s album “never thought it may seem” I asked what to do with bands that are post-rock bands but don’t actually play post-rock, and I mentioned Don’t mess with Texas as one of the bands that also get labelled post-rock. Which reminded me that I had the new record by this wonderful Croatian band lying around for some months next to my stereo, playing it again and again but never being able to make my mind up about it. But thanks to Bosch the central question raised its head and it is: what about bands that defy the label post-rock but actually play post-rock? Just as much as, for instance, Isis play a certain kind of post-rock nowadays, and I stand up with my head straight up and defend this statement, nevermind how many stoner kids will throw rocks at me. (Yeah, that pun was intentional).

Not a lot has changed from the self-titled debut album to this one. The one thing that arises quickly seems to be a new grasp for larger dimensions and structures in the song, even though that does not seem to mirror in the track run. Another thing might be a newly found clarity or sparkling density in the recording sound, which pushes the sound that important edge further. Don’t mess with Texas still is no rockband in the traditional sense, just because they don’t write rocksongs in the traditional sense. It is hard to pin them down, because they do have that epic melodramatism that the new generation of Hydrahead bands has (if you deduct the screaming and kicking) but then the keyboard brings in a light that shines “progressive” all the way. Hey, sometimes it even switches to piano. And in combination with a new setting on the guitar, that adds warmth and tone and body to the sound – almost like mid-era Neil Young sound – I start to think of Manfred Mann’s Earth Band suddenly and then I have to kick myself for being so weird. I should be comparing this band to Brahms, for all its worth, because Brahms – to my limited knowledge of classical music –has also written the most wonderful short orchestra pieces.

Some stupid indie-rock band said in an interview that I read on somebody’s toilet that they don’t understand instrumental bands. Because, as they said: “If you play the guitar, you gotta sing, right?” Well, wrong. That statement makes as little sense as saying, if you play the drums you gotta whistle or if you play the violin you gotta dance. The only statemen that might make sense regarding the pairing of an instrument and another artistic activity is that if you play the trumpet you can’t sing. Actually, Louis Armstrong proved the opposite, so we would have to decrease the scope of this statement to not being able to sing while you are playing the trumpet. Aside the overall arrogance and ignorance a statement like this betrays, it is also testament to the fact that people seem to be getting more stupid all the time. Especially myspace and friends (yes, another intended pun) has raised bands and people to the top much too quickly and much too massively, so that a lot of people get possibilities to make statements without thinking a minute about them.

On the other hand it also shows that the ability to concentrate on art and the ability to decipher or even enjoy art that is not straight in your face and easy to digest is quickly vanishing. Instrumental music, especially the loose and dynamic kind that Don’t mess with Texas play, needs time, concentration and will from the listener to evolve and to work out its special effect. You have to wait and let the music flow. But most people just wait for the hookline, the chorus or any kind of effect, to catch on. If a song does not have that ten second powerpart, the one that can be used as a ringtone for the mobile phone, then they skip to the next shallow attraction waiting around the corner. They will never be able to catch the beauty and the mesmerizing of a record like this. But they are growing in numbers, so I don’t know if I should pity them or if I should loathe them. Probably two thirds of both.

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02/2008