surprised solace hasn't started this already

what is the opinion on this band

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pitchfork it

I just illegally downloaded this last night. Will post thoughts later.

i've tried to get into them, hasn't wowed me though. is it worth the effort?

i heard the record like 1 time.....it was ok, summer music

Solace can talk more about them

go back to the post rock thread

surprise surprise

Vampire Weekend
Vampire Weekend
[XL; 2008]
Rating: 8.8



If there's anything the happy New York kids in this band have learned from listening to African music, it's the difference between "pop" and "rock": Vampire Weekend's debut album announces straight off that it's the former. The first sound on the first song, "Mansard Roof", comes from Rostam Batmanglij's keyboard, set to a perky, almost piping tone-- the kind of sunny sound you'd hear in old west-African pop. Same goes for Ezra Koenig's guitar, which never takes up too much space; it's that clean, natural tone you'd get on a record from Senegal or South Africa. Chris Baio's bass pulses and slides and steps with light feet, and most of all there's Chris Tomson, who plays like a percussionist as often as he does a rock drummer, tapping out rhythms and counter-accents on a couple of drums in the back of the room. And yet they play it all like indie kids on a college lawn, because they're not hung up on Africa in the least-- a lot of these songs work more like those on the Strokes' debut, Is This It?, if you scraped off all the scuzzy rock'n'roll signifiers, leaving behind nothing but clean-cut pop and preppy new wave, tucked-in shirts and English-lit courses.

This Afro/preppy/new-wave combination has a history-- Brits like Orange Juice, Americans like Talking Heads. For now, though, it's one of the most deservedly buzzed-about things around: People have been chattering over Vampire Weekend ever since a CD-R demo of three of these songs started circulating last year. (Full disclosure: One of the sound engineers of that CD-R now does freelance audio work for Pitchfork.) The excitement isn't hard to fathom. People spend a lot of time poking around for the edgy new underground thing, convinced that plain old pop songs have been done to death. But Vampire Weekend come along like Belle & Sebastian and the Strokes each did, sounding refreshingly laidback and uncomplicated, and with simple set-ups that make good songs sound exceedingly easy. (The result being not "this is mind-blowing," or "this is catchy," but "I have listened to this, straight through, four times a day for the past month".)

No surprise, then, that their first hit mp3 would be a song called "Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa", which is sly, quiet, and casual in a way that blows away so many other bands who actively try to get your attention. Their label seems to have understood this effect, and so they've left these demos sounding as natural as they were: This release just fiddles with the mastering, switches out a few takes in ways you wouldn't much notice, plays with the sequencing, relegates one song to a B-side, and adds a couple of great ones that you can nonetheless understand being omitted the first time.

Most of the credit will wind up going to Koenig, who's the star presence here. By the second song, "Oxford Comma", the band is ticking along on little touches of keyboard and the tap of a snare drum, and he's still keeping the empty space captivating: There's a little indie yelp to his voice, but mostly he's relaxed, conversational, and wry. (Not unlike another guy who's tried on an Afro-suave sound-- though Paul Simon never sounded this exuberant.) The person who'll probably never get enough credit turns out to be Batmanglij, whose pat, classicist keyboard arpeggios lead the way through tempo shifts and transitions, occasionally locking in with some sprightly violin parts. It all comes off as simple, jaunty, and homespun, but there's a lot of precision lurking beneath-- exactly what happens when you combine a music major and indie-pop.

Koenig is smart and lucky, in that he gets to play the preppy angle both ways: Like a guy who's read a lot of Cheever, he can summon up the atmosphere of kids whose parents use "summer" as a verb and give it all the hairy eyeball at the same time. "Oxford Comma" is spent picking on someone who brags too much about money: "Why would you lie about how much coal you have?/ Why would you lie about something dumb like that?" (Then again, there's nothing more moneyed than having the luxury to find money tacky, and when Koenig adds that Lil Jon "always tells the truth," you kind of suspect Lil Jon wouldn't find how much "coal" someone has to be all that irrelevant.)

Later, walking across the Columbia University campus, Koenig drops a detail whose delivery always gets a smile from me, even if its thrust is hard to gauge: "You spilled kefir on your keffiyeh." Koenig is a detail guy, a happy observer who never much bores you with how he feels; mostly, as befits a recent college grad, he's singing about location, about where people will go and whether they'll come back with new faces. In non-album B-side "Ladies of Cambridge", he can't decide whether to move there with the girl or mourn letting her go alone; "Walcott" whirls you through Cape Cod and then suggests getting the hell out ("Bottleneck is a shit show/ Hyannisport is a ghetto"); the twitchy "A-Punk" sees one person off to New Mexico while another stays near college and finds a place in Washington Heights. And while the faux-African backing vocals on "One" might be the album's only real misstep, the final line sums up where its concerns are: "All your collegiate grief has left you/ Dowdy in sweatshirts/ Absolute horror!"

Of course, while Vampire Weekend have certainly benefited from our new music world of internet buzz, plenty of people have found reasons to hate Vampire Weekend from the first note, many of them having to do with their prep aesthetic and Ivy League educations-- Oxford shirts, boat shoes, Columbia University. But it just so happens that we're in a moment where such things matter to people: As interest grows in clean-cut, clever indie-pop, plenty of folks would like to hear things get dirtier, riskier, less collegiate-- and in a lot of corners of the indie landscape, they thankfully are. But here's another odd parallel with that first Strokes record: Vampire Weekend have the same knack for grabbing those haters and winning them over. Bring any baggage you want to this record, and it still returns nothing but warm, airy, low-gimmick pop, peppy, clever, and yes, unpretentious-- four guys who listened to some Afro-pop records, picked up a few nice ideas, and then set about making one of the most refreshing and replayable indie records in recent years.

-Nitsuh Abebe, January 28, 2008

http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/article/r ... re-weekend

this doesn't resemble Clap Your Hands Say Yeah in any way, does it?

Afro-pop... that sounds atrocious.

yelpy vocals

8.8

only hipsters like it

is solace a hipster?

he's practically the 8th member of arcade fire

Wow, I saw them last year in Tempe in a crowd of 15 people. Pretty fun little show. I quite enjoyed it. But if they get huge in the indie scene now do I get hipster cred? I could only hope....

Or maybe a crowd of 15 people is considered huge in the hipster world

A crowd of 15 means they sold out. Unless they played in your living room for a crowd of less than 6 friends, you get no cred. NO CRED.

I saw some videos on Youtube

kind of zzzzz