{"id":8558,"date":"2015-09-28T05:30:56","date_gmt":"2015-09-28T09:30:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/?p=8558"},"modified":"2015-10-25T01:52:33","modified_gmt":"2015-10-25T01:52:33","slug":"lets-play-smash-or-trash","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/2015\/09\/28\/lets-play-smash-or-trash\/","title":{"rendered":"Let&#8217;s Play &#8220;Smash or Trash,&#8221; Part One"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>One of the exercises in which I regularly engage is a little thing I like to call \u201cSmash or Trash.\u201d The name is stolen from a segment the radio deejays on Atlanta&#8217;s 96 Rock (WKLS-FM) used to do back in the late 70s and early 80s (I&#8217;m sure other stations did it as well). The idea is simple: listen to a bit of a new album, decide if it goes in the \u201cgood\u201d or \u201cbad\u201d pile, and move onto the next.<\/p>\n<p>As a music reviewer, I get loads of CDs. Yes, compact discs: I&#8217;m old-school enough that my interest in reviewing music based on MP3 files is quite limited, though on occasion I do just that (one&#8217;s coming up soon, as it happens). But I get so many of the things \u2013 on request, semi-solicited, unsolicited \u2013 that it&#8217;s simply not practical to give all of them a review.<\/p>\n<p><center><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/musoscribe.com\/images\/smash_or_trash.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"425\" height=\"239\" vspace=\"20\" \/><\/center>My general policy \u2013 for many years now \u2013 has been not to review music by artists whom my readers are unlikely to know unless I can recommend it. In other words, if you&#8217;ve never heard of an artist and his\/her new album doesn&#8217;t impress me, you won&#8217;t hear about it from me. Fledgling recording artists need all the help they can get, and it benefits no one for me to knock &#8217;em down. With respect to reviews, I see my role as a kind of consumer guide. I read a Facebook comment recently that asserted that good reviews never sold an album. I firmly disagree.<\/p>\n<p>But the process of giving album a listen remains. So whenever the pile of new CDs gets unwieldy, I set aside a bit of time \u2013 less than those artists might hope, but more than some of the music deserves \u2013 and play Smash or Trash. I start at the beginning of the first track, and sometimes a quick listen to part of that is enough for me to say, \u201cYeah, this interests me.\u201d In that case, I click forward to subsequent tracks to ascertain that what resonated in the opening track wasn&#8217;t an anomaly. If it&#8217;s all good, that CD goes in the yes\/review-later pile. And I&#8217;ll eventually give it a full listen.<\/p>\n<p>Other times, I get a sense right away that a given album isn&#8217;t my thing at all. In those cases \u2013 generally fifteen seconds in is plenty of time \u2013 I again skip ahead to make sure my initial impression isn&#8217;t off base. If I&#8217;m right, then that one goes in the no-thanks pile.<\/p>\n<p>At this moment \u2013 I&#8217;m doing this little exercise and writing about it in real-time \u2013 I have two dozen discs. So here we go! The names are being withheld to protect the unassuming, if not innocent.<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>Okay, right off the bat, the cover art on this one is trying unsubtly to reference a classic album of many years ago. The music&#8217;s nice enough, and extremely well done for what it is. I know people who&#8217;d enjoy this. Unfortunately, I&#8217;m not one of those people. And anything that reminds me of <strong>The Eagles<\/strong> isn&#8217;t likely to get reviewed. Pass.<\/li>\n<li>Hey, this one really rocks! Fun stuff, combining a punk attitude with early rock&#8217;n&#8217;roll vibe. The act isn&#8217;t well-known at all, and let&#8217;s just say that I&#8217;ve already given them more coverage than some other bands I like. So I reluctantly pass on this one. But I&#8217;d recommend it if I did review it.<\/li>\n<li>Ugh. More tepid, bar-band blues. There&#8217;s a sterile production aesthetic on far too many modern blues albums, one that suggests a high quality recording made on location at your local Holiday Inn. This is an exemplar of that approach. Pass.<\/li>\n<li>This artist is pretty obscure, and I&#8217;ve covered a previous release, albeit in a perfunctory manner. This is good stuff, though with some classic pop arrangement and songwriting motifs. This one goes in the \u201cyes\u201d pile. I&#8217;ll probably do a hundred-worder on this disc. The first one so far; one out of four&#8230;that&#8217;s par for the course.<\/li>\n<li>Looking at the artwork I&#8217;m wondering if this is going to be some atmospheric European rock. In goes the CD. The instrumentation is very interesting, and I really like the spaghetti western vibe. But the vocals are a real turnoff, and that&#8217;s a deal breaker for me. A quick look at the liner notes confirms my initial suspicion. A shame; this one has a lot to recommend it, but I can&#8217;t get past the vocals. Pass.<\/li>\n<li>Google tells me that there are more than 1.2 million words in the English language. So when several of your song titles are the same as other well-known songs, we&#8217;re off to a bad start. And when the music&#8217;s pedestrian \u2013 reminding me of a less-inspired <strong>Three Dog Night<\/strong>; a <em>lot<\/em> like &#8217;em, as it happens \u2013 then I say: pass.<\/li>\n<li>I get why a label might put together an anthology of a little-known (the press kit author would prefer the label \u201cunder-appreciated\u201d) act. A little too much acoustic guitar and MOR flourishes for my taste; here I&#8217;m reminded of <em>Tumblewood Connection<\/em>-era <strong>Elton John<\/strong>, which isn&#8217;t bad. But this doesn&#8217;t excite me enough. Pass.<\/li>\n<li>I recognize some of the names on this disc&#8217;s credits. Based on that, the music isn&#8217;t at all what I&#8217;d have expected. Dreamy, understated stuff. But it&#8217;s really, really good in an <strong>Emitt Rhodes<\/strong> kind of way. This goes in the enthusiastic \u201cyes\u201d pile, for a full review.<\/li>\n<li>More blues. The guitar playing&#8217;s impressive, but the backing is by-the-numbers stuff. Better than the majority of stuff I hear in this genre. There&#8217;s a jump blues flavor to some of the tunes that I find quite appealing. Others are more in a southern soul vein, or a smoky, late-night style. This is pretty good, so I&#8217;ll earmark it for one of my short reviews.<\/li>\n<li>Okayyy&#8230;a double album by a truly obscure artist, one with decidedly limited appeal (if an interesting history). The bottom line here is that I don&#8217;t think my readers would be all that interested in this one. So while I might regret it \u2013 that does happen \u2013 I&#8217;m going to pass.<\/li>\n<li>This one came in a package along with a CD (by another artist) that I had requested. Smart move on the publicist&#8217;s part, that. Nice arrangements, and the music&#8217;s difficult to describe as fitting into a single genre. That&#8217;s often a good sign. This one gets a yes.<\/li>\n<li>The sleeve sports some clever song titles. But there&#8217;s such a thing as being <em>too<\/em> eclectic. I can&#8217;t tell if these guys want to be <strong>Cracker<\/strong>, <strong>Violent Femmes<\/strong>, <strong>Brian Eno<\/strong>, or <strong>Jonathan Richman<\/strong>. The lo-fi production aesthetic \u2013the drums sound like cardboard boxes \u2013 fails to impress. Okay but not for me. 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