Don't Tell Anyone You Don't Own...

Portishead - Portishead

(Go Beat!, 1997)

As I sifted through my ITunes looking for something non-Radiohead to listen to and/or write about, I never anticipated I'd settle on Portishead. When Ryan and I dreamt up this "Don't Tell Anyone..." section, we decided not to write about albums fewer than ten years old. Perhaps that's why I settled on Portishead, the band's second album, and as impatient fans are eager to point out, its most recent. Settle down, cowboys: if the trickle of news stories are to be believed, the newest Portishead is finally in the mixing stage.

As we prepare for a new Portishead, it seems fitting to revisit the haunting Portishead. The album is perfect fall listening, as "Half Day Closing" and "Humming" make perfect additions to any Halloween playlist. And "All Mine" doesn't make for a half-bad Slut's Secret commercial, it turns out. (Quiz: Advertising that's ruined a song for you? Oh, Of Montreal...) While 94's Dummy was a far bigger commercial success, the combination of Beth Gibbons' vocals and Geoff Barrow's triphop are at their chilling height on their second effort. Perhaps this is why they chose to make this album the band's namesake?

P.S. Apparently all the recent Radiohead hype has gotten ole Geoff in a tizzy. On his official blog, Geoff rants, "Music for free is it? well fuking great. so if you get our album for nothing or very little , does that mean i can get my boiler fixed for free... --------i could tell the plumber that its all for the love of sharing and its to combat the evil money grabbing corperation that is zanussi." Yikes, sounds like the two 'heads could go to war with each other. Radiohead hype, eh? We wouldn't know anything about that.

P.S.S. I've been listening to "Undenied" so loudly, the bass just jiggled our ice machine. I can report that the subsequent sound of crashing ice chunks provided fine accompaniment.

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Who Will Be the Next Radiohead?

Radiohead!
Already it's begun. Shameless nights of listening to OK Computer, Kid A, and Amnesiac in all their unfolding chronological glory. Heck, I've even brought out Pablo Honey for a spin. The anticipation of the new Radiohead album has verily got me climbing up the walls.

Yesterday I was reading an article in a recent edition of The Chronicle Review (WAY hipper than it sounds), and I happened upon an article titled, "Where Have All the Rock Stars Gone?" After banishing demons of Paula Cole melodies from my mind, I dug in. Author David Shumway suggests that the emergence of singular cultural icons like Elvis, the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, etc. becomes far more unlikely as music divides into so many easily accessible niches. This article got me thinking about Radiohead yet again, simply because they have so much crossover appeal, and because they still hold a lot of clout for both fans and the music industry in general.

Whispers amongst the indie scene have suggested that the Arcade Fire is the new Radiohead. I can attest that AF seem the likeliest contender to carry the torch -- that is, assuming Radiohead is ready to pass it. Might I mention again the impending album?

A journey over to Radiohead fan site At Ease, and you'll find incendiary commentary on the debate. Here the Thom Yorke faithfuls trade barbs such as, "The Arcade Fire are the most overrated band since Teenage Fanclub," "That's precisely what I think of the Arcade Fire. I think of a mountain-sized pile of shit and a single violin sticking up from it," "No one cares that you think they're overrated. Teenage Fanclub are far better at what they do than you'll be at whatever you're best at," and my personal fave, "Go make some more 3 year old discoveries about Coldplay." Might the Arcade Fire/Radiohead comparison be making diehard Radioheads a wee bit uneasy?

What is the formula for Radiohead status? Is it sheer talent, or something more? Perhaps some amount of commercial success -- but not too much? The constant reinvention? A tinge of the political? The "cool" quotient of its members? When I saw Arcade Fire play Lawrence's Jackpot Saloon in '04, Win took his mike stand and smashed it through the ceiling panels. I remember thinking, "That is one cool mothafucka." Reminds me of how I felt watching Thom Yorke waylay on a tambourine.

In time we'll see whether Arcade Fire will have the discography to sustain the Radiohead analogies. I remember when I first started listening to "good" music, someone told me Portishead was "The new Radiohead, but with a chick." I love ya Beth Gibbons and company, but you haven't come close to living up to that initial breathless review. Then again, aren't there rumors about a new Portishead album? Only time will tell.

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