06 Vampire On Titus
When I made my first post to the GBV Facebook group regarding my 'conversion' to the cause (members can see it here), I included a link to a song from this album ('Have so many favourites already, but here's just one'). Amongst the very positive and welcoming comments - and from some other posts I've seen - I picked up a sense that Vampire On Titus might be considered by some to be a little underappreciated, and by others to be a rather 'difficult' album. And so I'm interested to see what the reaction might be to my (spoiler alert!) positive appraisal.
The Album
Depths of murky turmoil
When talking about Propeller, I made the observation that - whilst it's not exactly polished in terms of production - it didn't feel as though the lo-fi aesthetic was the most significant aspect of the album's identity; something that seemed to be at least partly the case with its two predecessors. Vampire On Titus, however, tacks back dramatically to an unrelentingly, often startling, primitive asperity.
Sinewy, overloaded guitars buzz and thrash, often so far forward in the mix to be almost uncomfortable; the bass rumbles nebulously; the percussion is often little more than a hazy background pulse. In many cases, the vocals are swathed in so much reverb and distortion that (a little like Mark E Smith's contributions to the last few Fall albums) they offer more in the way of ambient texture rather than any clarity of expression. Where they differ from late-era Fall, however, is that from that echoey morass emerge many melodies of austere beauty.
'Sot' (the song I included in that debut Facebook post, and for my money the best song on the album) is a case in point. Driven by a ragged reinterpretation of the guitar line on REM's 'Green Grow The Rushes', its stately grandeur comes from the yearning melody that passionately fights for air from the depths of murky turmoil that surround it.
Similarly, '"Wished I Was A Giant"' features an ardent, uplifting vocal almost entirely buried beneath slashing, churning chords. 'Dusted' is a thunderous grind married to a pensive, muffled croon. 'Expecting Brainchild' is cut from the same cloth, alternating between distorted staccato blasts and spidery garage-punk riffing. 'Unstable Journey' is a slower-paced, almost malevolent take on the same theme; 'Perhaps Now The Vultures' represents a more sprightly and urgent variant; 'What About It?' approaches the same formula from a more sparse and fragile angle.
The album does have its quieter, prettier moments. 'Wondering Boy Poet' is a lovely little snippet of campfire-acoustic whimsy. 'Jar Of Cardinals' channels Life's A Riot-era Billy Bragg with a delicate, plaintively romantic touch. Even more effectively, 'Gleemer (The Deeds Of Fertile Jim)' demonstrates what can be achieved with bare, simply strummed chords if you have an impossibly captivating melody to go with them.
'#2 In The Model Home Series' is another that is less full-on abrasive than much of the LP, although rather than charming melancholy it goes for coiled menace. The air of malevolence is reinforced by the dystopian sci-fi Ray Bradbury / Philip K Dick style lyric (My automated spouse / has a bug in her blouse... and secretly she sees'). Album closer 'Non-Absorbing' is also less intense than many of the other tracks, and has a relatively poppy hook, although this is inevtiably eventually swamped by a familar guitar grind.
As I clearly should have started doing earlier...
Reprogram that static jive
I said in my post about Propeller that one the strengths of that album was that it was 'all about the songs,' by which I meant that the lo-fi aspect itself - whilst still notable - didn't feel like it was the primary objective of the LP. Here, the lo-fi nature of the sound is definitely, inescapably prevalent, but it doesn't actually feel like a retrogressive step. Having proved with Propeller that they could create an album rich in texture and melody, Vampire feels like a deliberate sideways (but not backwards) excursion into more challenging territory, but one that's more balanced and coherent than either Aerial or Fly. And like Propeller, the sequencing is impeccable: a key strength of the album.
It's undoubtedly more abrasive and difficult than any of the other albums thus far. (When exposing my nearest and dearest to GBV's work, for example on car journeys, I'm far more likely to plump for something like Mag Earwhig! or Isolation Drills.) I wouldn't - with my admittedly limited experience - recommend it as a starting point for anyone new to the band's work. More than any of the others I've covered so far, it took sustained listening to 'click' - but getting to that point was hugely rewarding.
Added to the 'GBV Favourites' playlist:
More than half make it onto the compilation:
- "Wished I Was A Giant"
- Expecting Brainchild
- Donkey School
- Dusted
- Marchers In Orange
- Sot
- Jar Of Cardinals
- Unstable Journey
- Gleemer (The Deeds Of Fertile Jim)
- What About It?
Album rank:
1. 8.7 Propeller
2. 7.9 Vampire On Titus
3. 7.6 Self-Inflicted Aerial Nostalgia
4. 7.1 Same Place The Fly Got Smashed
5. 7.0 Sandbox
6. 6.6 Devil Between My Toes
Other News
- There's been a bit of a larger gap between this post and the last than has been the case so far: partly because of work/family commitments; I've also been busy with my blogs about The Wedding Present and Dinosaur Jr. I go on nearly five weeks of annual leave shortly, so I hope to pick up the pace a little.
- No new t-shirts to report, although I doubt it'll be too long before there are more...
Something else to be considered: This was the first LP Robert Pollard released while signed to a label. The first record he released was the equally uncommercial "The Grand Hour." You mention this would not be the recommended starting point for GBV--yet it was their first album with distribution. That might even trump Mark E Smith for perversity. Also, we know know Bob was sitting on a treasure trove of some of the best rock songs ever written, hundreds of them, yet the moment he receives his moment in the sun he blasts us with The Grand Hour + Vampire on Titus. Incredible.
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