#1009: Ween – Pandy Fackler

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Ween’s White Pepper, released in 2000, is a bit of an odd one in the band’s discography, in that it’s the least odd-sounding out of all the albums Ween laid out on tape. Really, it’s the most streamlined, glossed-out, bordering on stadium-rock record, with hooks abound and a huge accessibility. What brought about that change in direction for that particular time is anyone’s guess. Mine is that there are a few reasons. Firstly being that it was the first where the band truly performed as the five-piece that had been on the road for years at that point. Gene Ween had had his first child a couple years prior and may have been understandably happy as a result during the times of recording. And as he and Dean Ween were approaching 30, maybe they really wanted to make that classic rock record for the masses. Just a few takes on my part, though.

‘Pandy Fackler’ is the ninth track on the album. Not a massive favourite among the general public. It’s got the last second-last amount of listens on Spotify, after instrumental ‘Ice Castles‘, and I’m sure I saw a video where Gener pretty much left the stage so keyboardist Glenn McClelland could carry out an extended solo during the instrumental break. So I think there’s a bit of a ‘toilet/bathroom break’ status about it at live shows. But I think it’s smooth as butter. Fans will know how great it is too. The band introduced it as their ‘Steely Dan song’ in one of its first live performances. Though it does have a ‘Reelin’ in the Years‘ rhythm about it, I think it’s more a reference to the precision, tightness and execution of the band’s performance on it. Steely Dan are known for that type of stuff.

Everything you need to know in order to understand what the track’s about is in its lyrics. Pandy Fackler’s a bit of a strange girl from an ‘ideal’ middle-American family who likes to have a good time in her own way. Here, the narrator sings of their admiration for here, reminiscing on the night they got together in a moment of passion. And after that comes the lengthy keyboard solo carried out by McClelland. It’s a nice jam. Dean Ween’s guitar runs are top-notch. McClelland knows his way around the keys. Rhythm section of Claude Coleman on drums and Dave Dreiwitz on bass hold everything together. And contrary to what I thought all these years, I think it’s a rare occasion on which Deaner does the lead vocals, which is always welcome.

#1008: Radiohead – Palo Alto

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Well, would you look at that. It’s Radiohead, again. But for anyone out there who still couldn’t get their heads around why the band decided to make that drastic change in sound 23 years ago, today’s track should take you back to what I suppose you would label as the better times. ‘Palo Alto’ was initially released as a B-side on the ‘No Surprises’ single in the first few weeks of 1998. Sandwiched between the title track and fellow B-side ‘How I Made My Millions’, ‘Palo Alto’ works as the energetic pick-me-up to lighten the mood somewhat between the two sobering numbers. Though if you weren’t around at that time or simply too young to understand what was even going on, you’ll recognise it as being one of the numbers on the second disc of the OK Computer OKNOTOK reissue from 2017.

I came across it many years back through watching the Meeting People Is Easy documentary on YouTube. If you want to see a group of people feeling tired, irritable and jaded while promoting an album, that video is the one for you. There’s a section in there that showing Thom Yorke working on and generally vibing to ‘Palo Alto’ on a tour bus, but the full track plays over a montage of sped-up/reversed/slowed down footage of people on escalators and the band walking through Japan. It looks much better than how I’ve described, so I’d recommend you watch it. I’ll go ahead and embed that below, it’s the closest to an official music video you can get for it.

So as I alluded to earlier, this is the fat rocking number on the ‘No Surprises’ single to make the alleviate the sombre mood of the two other tracks. All’s quiet during the verses where Thom Yorke disconnectedly sings about living in the ‘city of the future’ where ‘everybody’s happy/made for life’, but then you get smacked in the face by a slamming wall of blasting guitars for the choruses. It’s a big freak out/cathartic moment for any of those people who have to get those twitchy moments out of their system. The track continues the ‘technology isn’t all it’s cracked up to be’ and personal detachment themes that OK Computer is known for and was actually lined up to be the album’s title track for a while until it underwent the name change. Unlike the tracks that made it on the final record, ‘Palo…’ is a little more on-the-nose with the subject, which is probably the only reason I could think of why it didn’t make it on there. But anyhow, it carries on the large legacy of great B-sides that Radiohead possess in their discography.

#1007: Radiohead – Packt Like Sardines in a Crushd Tin Box

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It’s P time. Everytime I start a new section of this, I’m always weary of the amount of typing that I’ve gotta go through. But it has to be done. I’ve had this voice in my head telling me to have this done by the time I’m 30. That gives me just over two years. Maybe that’s pushing it. There’s still so many songs to go. But it’s worth a try. So let’s get restarted.

‘Packt Like Sardines in a Crushd Tin Box’ is the opening track on Radiohead’s 2001 Amnesiac album, the second in the group’s iconic – for lack of a better word – left-turn experimental phase after Kid A preceded it a few months before. I want to say that it acted as a bit of a message on part of the band that if people who thought Kid A was strange, then they had no idea. No better way to start of an album with looping metallic chimes and electronic bleep-bloops to keep rock fans on their side. As I’ve come to know it though, that wait for some sort of melody or settled rhythm to kick in is well worth it once those (keys? synths?) come in at 36 seconds.

I’ll always remember where I was when I ‘listened’ to Amnesiac for the first time. ‘Listened’ being in quotation marks because I was asleep for the majority of it. It was a tiring day after A-Level preparation in year 13 days, I think I may have been feeling down at that point too, and Spotify had this free trial offer going on. Though I more or less missed the middle part of the record, I remember still being sort of awake during ‘Packt…’ and digging Thom Yorke’s pitch-corrected vocals and the overall glitchy vibe of the entire thing. Then my consciousness faded away gradually, but then suddenly perked up when ‘Life in a Glasshouse’ started. As a result, those two tracks were the ones from the album that I considered its highlights for some time. I’ve come to appreciate a couple more songs from it, but the record isn’t up there in my personal Radiohead album ranking, to be frank. Doesn’t have that good a flow, I feel.

But, ah, the song. What is ‘Packt…’ about? Well, if you’ve been a longtime reader here, you may have come across a few posts where I’ve flat out stated that I’m not much of a lyrics guy. Even when it comes to writing these, I usually see what other people have said and see whether I agree with it or not. In rare cases, there are some tracks where I’ve felt I got the meaning down, which makes sense to me. This isn’t one of those times. Knowing that during the making of Kid A/Amnesiac, Thom Yorke utilised a method of cutting up lyrics and randomly linking them together, there’s a good chance that there isn’t a truly deep meaning to pick up from these sets of lyrics at all. They do sound great together, though, which to me is really all that matters. Oh, actually the main message is Thom Yorke wants some peace – leave him alone. There we go.

Ten Years of This Blogging Thing

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Hey there, everyone.

The 22nd of February 2023 marks the tenth anniversary of this blog. Well, it started on Blogger under a terrible name which, if you’ve checked the ‘About’ page, you’ll know about. But yeah. Ten years. What initially was going to be random-thoughts-on-a-daily-basis blog then turned into a concrete thing that came from the idea of “I like music, and I’m sure I could write about it on a daily occurrence. I should write about the songs on my iPod Touch.” And so I did. I was writing posts on the same day as they were posted almost every day for a long, long time. That then turned into every other day. Now I’m writing posts two months in advance. It’s just so much more manageable.

I’m glad I did start it. Gives me something to think about for the length of time I take to write each post. My writing back in those early was very melodramatic, exaggerated. I really wanted to get that feeling across that I very much cared for these songs. There are a lot of exclamation marks, smiley faces… uppercase letters. Very teenage. I don’t go back to those usually. Thank goodness, I’ve reeled it in a bit. There was a hiatus for a large period from 2015-2017 as I worked for a year and completed my final year of uni, and there was a lot of growing that happened in that time. Since then, I’m much more happier with the posts I’ve done on here, and even then I feel like I could add more to what I write.

So if you want to witness a naive, awkward 17-year-old slowly transition into a much-less-awkward-but-still-always-sort-of-there 27-year-old, here’s the very first post I made on that day. So innocent. I’d much rather be my age than 17 again.

#1006: The Vines – Outtathaway!

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My relationship with The Vines doesn’t go into much depth. I’ve never dug very deep into their discography, and have lived life being content only knowing the songs they made music videos for. The last song of the band’s that I had sort of an interest to check out was ‘He’s a Rocker’, and that was released almost 15 years ago. The videos that would be in regular rotation, at least whenever I was watching various music video channels on the TV, included ‘Get Free’, ‘Gross Out’ and ‘Anysound’. ‘Ride’, I’m very sure was used in advert that was endlessly repeated, but I don’t think I saw the video for that until years later. Out of those though, the one that ended up being my favourite was today’s track, ‘Outtathaway!’, the third single from debut Highly Evolved.

Song starts off with a stompin’ beat, nicely accentuated with the visual of a guy slapping himself in the face with a shoe in the music video, Craig Nicholls comes in with the guitar riff before letting out an indecipherable howl of an opening lyric – one that I still don’t think anyone really knows despite what any lyric website may say. The lyrics throughout aren’t very important, nothing to dwell upon, what really counts is the way they’re delivered, with Nicholls singing a phrase and bassist Patrick Matthews echoing in response. If I was to guess what the track was about, I would say it’s a general ‘fuck you’ type of song addressed to people who Nicholls doesn’t have a particular liking for. Who those types of people are aren’t disclosed in the track, but he doesn’t have the time for them, so this track is just a way of asking them to leave him alone.

But yeah, this track’s a rowdy one. Patrick Matthews provides a melodic bassline during the verses to counteract with the yelling both he and Nicholls do on the vocals, but then the wall of guitars slam into the mix for the choruses to fire the huge rush into the track. I assume what would be everyone’s highlight from this song is the tension building instrumental break which, after a repetition of ‘Come on’s among ‘aah-aah-aah’ backing vocals, the track reaches its freakout climax where Craig Nicholls just goes mad and screams as the guitars rise in intensity. Like Nicholls does in the music video, this song is one to let loose and maybe throw yourself into a wall to. And with that the O’s are over now. Didn’t we all have a good time? Probably won’t post here again before the year’s out, so wishing you all happy holidays. I’ll be back next year with the P’s. Maybe even the Q’s. R’s might be pushing it. But we’ll see how it goes.