Album Reviews: Bombay Bicycle Club, The Dum Dum Girls, & Modern Baseball

So long, See You Tomorrow

Bombay Bicycle Club- So Long, See You Tomorrow

Grade: B+

Release Date: February 3, 2014

Bombay Bicycle Club’s become pretty gigantic recently as this album’s already hit number one on the UK albums chart, and it’s difficult to have an issue with that when their last release A Different Kind of Fix was as impressive as it was. What the band does is an experimental and electronic style of music where they attempt to complicate the pop elements being displayed by adding more instruments, studio effects, and vocal layering to the final product. This is something which they are extremely good at managing, as I’m not a believer that Bombay Bicycle Club is one of the premiere artists in music but they are one of the best out there at enhancing their music with the modern technology that’s available to them. It doesn’t become over-complicated or lose it’s pop roots, and because of that everything remains immediate and direct so it’s a naturally appealing sound which has plenty of unique qualities to it. This is what has provided them with such a large fan base in all likelihood, and as long as they continue to release albums which are as well thought out and well produced as So Long, See You Tomorrow then they are deserving of it.

Top Tracks: “Whenever, Wherever”, “It’s Alright Now”

Dum Dum Girls Too TrueDum Dum Girls- Too True

Grade: B-

Release Date: January 22, 2014

The Dum Dum Girls’ latest release before this came back in 2012, when their EP End of Daze was actually one of the better releases of that year. That release demanded your attention with it’s beautiful production, surprising song variation, and a terrific finale in “Season in Hell”, but the mentality of those tracks doesn’t seem to have been carried on to the group’s third studio album. The sound has gravitated more towards what former Dum Dum Girls member Frankie Rose has been doing in her solo work, which could still work beautifully as Franke Rose proved with Interstellar, but it doesn’t seem to have quite worked out in this instance. The product is good and the production is excellent once again, but the songs lack the necessary qualities which allow them to be identifiable, and this hurts the product in two ways; It’s difficult to find the peaks on this album which you search for as a listener, and the product tends to bleed from track to track so that you’re susceptible to mindless listening. Too True is a fine album, but it’s starting to make more sense why their most easily enjoyed release was an EP.

Top Tracks: “Evil Blooms”, “Too True To Be Good”

You're Gonna Miss It All

Modern Baseball- You’re Gonna Miss It All

Grade: B+
Release Date: 2/11/2014

There’s a lot of things which can be easily held against You’re Gonna Miss It All. It’s a very in-the-moment album filled with with an Instagram reference, conversational lyrics, and similar song structure from track to track. These qualities mean that the sound probably won’t be relevant for years to come, but this is a  release where that might not matter so much anyway. Some of the reasons for why that may be is how they fit perfectly into today’s pop-punk scene, and how they bring so much energy to the table while singing about potentially relatable self-defeating stories. There’s also a good amount of wit present in the lyrics as well, like the well-stated attack in “The Old Gospel Choir” which states “Sharp as a tack, but in the sense that you’re not smart, just a prick”. It’s difficult to say how long people will be interested in listening to this latest Modern Baseball release, but in the moment it’s a breath of fresh air which provides an easily enjoyable listen.

Top Tracks: “Your Graduation”, “The Old Gospel Choir”

Song-A-Day: February 10

It’s been widely reported today that this is the 10th anniversary of The College Dropout being released, but did you know that today is also the 18th anniversary of In The Aeroplane Over the Sea? The latter is my favorite album of all-time, but a 10th anniversary is a special event and with Kanye coming to Albany soon it seems right to toss him the Song-A-Day for today. There’s so many good songs to pick here to represent The College Dropout, an album which showed the genuine and honest side of Kanye alongside the egotistical lyrical wordsmith who I believe is one of the best artists of our generation. Our Song-A-Day for today is a bit of an under-appreciated track Kanye track in my book, featuring GLC and Consequence, here’s “Spaceship”.

I’ve been workin’ this graveshift and I ain’t made s***
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I’ve been workin’ this graveshift and I ain’t made s***
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky

Man, man, man
If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him
After I f*** the manager up then I’m gonna shorten the register up
Let’s go back, back to the Gap
Look at my check, wasn’t no scratch
So if I stole, wasn’t my fault
Yeah I stole, never got caught
They take me to the back and pat me
Askin’ me about some khakis
But let some black people walk in
I bet they show off their token blackie
Oh now they love Kanye, let’s put him all in the front of the store
Saw him on break next to the ‘No Smoking’ sign with a blunt and a Mall’
Takin’ my hits, writin’ my hits
Writin’ my rhymes, playin’ my mind
This f***in’ job can’t help him
So I quit, y’all welcome
Y’all don’t know my struggle
Y’all can’t match my hustle
You can’t catch my hustle
You can’t fathom my love dude
Lock yourself in a room doin’ five beats a day for three summers
That’s a different world like Kree Summers
I deserve to do these numbers
The kid that made that deserves that Maybach
So many records in my basement
I’m just waitin’ on my spaceship

I’ve been workin’ this graveshift and I ain’t made s***
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I’ve been workin’ this graveshift and I ain’t made s***
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky

Man, I’m talkin’ way past the sky
Let’s go, yeah
And I didn’t even try to work a job
Represent the mob
At the same time thirsty on the grind
Chi state of mind
Lost my momma, lost my mind
My life, my love, that’s not mine
Why you ain’t signed?
Wasn’t my time
Leave me alone, work for y’all
Half of it’s yours, half of it’s mine
Only one to ball
Never one to fall
Gotta get mine
Gotta take mine
Got a tech nine
Reach my prime
Gotta make these haters respect mine
In the mall ’til 12 when my schedule said nine
Puttin’ them pants on shelves
Waitin’ paitently I ask myself
Where I wanna go, where I wanna be
Life is much more than runnin’ in the streets
Holla at ‘ye, hit me with the beat
Put me on my feet
Sound so sweet
Yes I’m the same ol’ G, same goatee
Stayin’ low key, nope
Holler at God “Man why’d you had to take my folks?”
Hope to see Freddy G., Yusef G
Love my G, Rolly G
Police watch me smoke my weed, count my G’s
Got a lot of people countin’ on me
And I’m just tryin’ to find my peace
Should of finished school like my niece
Then I wouldn’t finally wouldn’t use my piece
Aw man, all this pressure

I’ve been workin’ this graveshift and I ain’t made s***
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I’ve been workin’ this graveshift and I ain’t made s***
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky

I remember havin’ to take the dollar cab
Comin’ home real late at night
Standin’ on my feet all damn day
Tryin’ to make this thing right
And havin’ one of my co-workers say “Yo you look just like
This kid I seen in the old Busta Rhymes video the other night”
Well easy come, easy go
How that sayin’ goes
No more broad service, cars, and them TV shows
I all had that snatched from me
And all the faculties all turn their back on me
And didn’t wanna hear a rap from me
So naturally actually had to face things factually
Had to be a catastrophe with the fridgest starin’ back at me
Cuz nothing’s there, nothing’s fair
I don’t wanna ever go back there
So I won’t be takin’ no days off ’til my spaceship takes off

I’ve been workin’ this graveshift and I ain’t made s***
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I’ve been workin’ this graveshift and I ain’t made s***
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky

I wanna fly, I wanna fly
I said I want my chariot to pick me up
And take me brother for a ride