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: Artist: The Russian Futurists :
: Album: Lets Get Ready To Crumble And The Method Of Mode:
: Tracks: 20 :
: Time: 64:06 minrs :
: Bitrate: --alt-preset standard (VBR) :
: Source: CDDA :
: Genre: Indie :
: Label: Green UFOs :
: Str.Date: 00/00/2003 :
: Rip.Date: 01/31/2004 :
: Ripper: luna6 :
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.. About This Release .......................................
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: Spanish label disc that combines the Russian Futurists :
: 2 cd's. :
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: The Russian Futurists :
: Let's Get Ready to Crumble :
: [Upper Class; 2003] :
: Rating: 8.6 :
: Matthew Adam Hart's songs-- The Russian Futurists' :
: songs-- are designed to go from his bedroom to yours. :
: Maybe even from his actual bed to yours: if it's easy :
: to imagine him recording parts of Let's Get Ready to :
: Crumble huddled cross-legged with the blankets over his :
: shoulders, it's even easier to imagine a lot of people :
: listening to them that way. This arrangement hasn't :
: been a novelty for many years now, but in this case :
: it's important, because Hart makes it important. :
: Whether he made this music in a bathrobe or a :
: three-piece suit, it's still one of indie's best :
: bedroom pop records in years, and the illusion of that :
: bathrobe is a big part of what gets it there. :
: :
: That "best in years" is, of course, mostly if you go :
: for this sort of thing. The reasons why are almost too :
: obvious to get at-- Hart just does a bang-up job-- and :
: the simplest descriptions tend to make it sound much :
: worse than it is. A one-man home-recording act with :
: probable Beach Boys and admitted Beatles fixations? ("I :
: still get chills," one song goes, "when I hear Paul :
: sing 'Golden Slumbers.'" This is not the best sales :
: pitch.) A cheapo-synthesizer enthusiast whose songs :
: sound more than a little like The Magnetic Fields used :
: to? (Circa Holiday.) A record that will likely appeal :
: to fans of The Shins' Oh, Inverted World and The Postal :
: Service's Give Up? There's nothing necessarily wrong :
: with either of those records or any of those things, :
: but these sentences describe far too many anonymous, :
: infuriatingly boring albums-- albums one suspects :
: record stores stock directly into their bargain bins-- :
: for anyone not to wonder why The Russian Futurists :
: should be much better. :
: :
: Well, but: Hart's just awfully good at this. He's the :
: sort of songwriter whose tunes are instantly and :
: comfortably his: it's not the individual tracks of :
: Let's Get Ready to Crumble that wind up stuck in your :
: head but his whole approach to melody and sound-- :
: humming a few bars of "It's Not Really Cold When It :
: Snows" turns into humming a few bars of "The Matador's :
: Theme", and that turns into putting the record on again :
: for another listen. So Hart comes bounding out with the :
: terrific title track, drum machine popping, organ :
: chords stabbing, and synthetic string plucks following :
: the melody as his sings his opening manifesto: "I do :
: pop cause that's what my heart goes." :
: :
: And wow, it really does sound like heart-bursting :
: enthusiasm, in that way The Flaming Lips are always :
: reaching for but have never nailed so casually. I :
: imagine they'd be as impressed as anyone to hear that a :
: song can seem quite this peppy (and quite this :
: heartbroken) without turning precious or cloying; :
: there's even some weird level on which you can start to :
: think Hart sounds sort of badass about it. :
: :
: There's plenty more to be impressed by, too, even apart :
: from the endlessly idiosyncratic hooks. There's the :
: fact that, for a bedroom pop guy, Hart has a remarkable :
: grasp on rhythm: the title track strides like crazy, :
: "Precious Metals" has a shuffle-and-clap beat that :
: wouldn't be so out of place on a 70s soul record, and :
: "The Matador's Theme" sports the spare, stiff drumbeat :
: of a marching anthem; the clip-clop cadences of his :
: vocals manage to throw in twists and pile on words like :
: nothing could be more natural. There's also the (wall :
: of) sound, immersive to the point of drowsiness, which :
: has reverb painting space around the synths' cold :
: humming and icicle-pretty plucky or the occasional :
: acoustic guitar: those early Magnetic Fields records :
: never had quite this same cold room, fuzzy blanket :
: effect. :
: :
: And then there's the extra quilt on the sulky, doe-eye :
: baths of synth-pop romanticism that dot this record. :
: "It's Not Really Cold When It Snows" is the :
: show-stopper, with a melody that sounds like it was :
: piped in from some alternate version of 1984 where it :
: rained all year; "It's Actually Going to Happen" is its :
: close cousin, with the drums dropping back again to let :
: Hart strain sweet and hopeful at the top of his range. :
: Elsewhere, his heart just goes pitter-pop in all of its :
: various ways, and the worst it gets-- maybe on "You :
: Dot, Me Dot, T-Dot", a smiley ode to lovin' in :
: Toronto-- is vaguely slight, a little too blank and :
: well-meaning to engage. :
: :
: Most people already know if that's the sort of thing :
: that makes them melt and cuddle or storm off wondering :
: if the guy wants a cookie for being so sweet. Hart's :
: melt-and-cuddle just happens to be top-shelf, and to :
: have enough backbone to occasionally get beyond itself. :
: As for the bedroom pop fix, the starry-eyed melodic :
: idealism, and the swoony toy-keyboard love songs, it's :
: like I said: here it is, done really well. :
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.. Track List ...............................................
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: 01 Lets Get Ready To Crumble 02:56 :
: 02 When The Sun Drops Like An Anvil 02:45 :
: 03 Precious Metals 02:23 :
: 04 The Matador's Theme 01:41 :
: 05 A Telegram From The Future Im Sorry Stop 03:47 :
: 06 Its Actually Going To Happen 03:23 :
: 07 You Dot Me Dot T-Dot 02:04 :
: 08 Its Not Really Cold When It Snows 02:53 :
: 09 The Plight Of The Flightless Bird 02:22 :
: 10 Your Life On Magnetic Tape 03:44 :
: 11 Your Big Brown Eyes And My Big Broken Heart 03:55 :
: 12 The Science Of The Seasons 03:22 :
: 13 Red Red Wine 03:47 :
: 14 Pine Prisonyard 04:12 :
: 15 Cmon 02:41 :
: 16 A Minds Dying Verse 03:39 :
: 17 Karkarodon 04:46 :
: 18 The Hall Of Fame Of Things I Despise 02:10 :
: 19 A Song For The Sports 03:03 :
: 20 A Minds Dying Verse 04:33 :
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