Sunday 19 August 2007

Myspace and art? In the same sentence?

Mostly everyone by now has seen and rated myspace; we marvelled at its brilliance and then left it, like alot things, forgotten by the roadside. Thats the internet all over pretty much. It's a world so much more novel and much less sublime. Jesus, Murdoch's got his finger in many tasty pies. Pies, that we the people, surely own by rights as we baked it in the god damn first place.

The current genre of Art Rock, originally defined by bands such as Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Explosions in the Sky and Mogwai, seemed for a while rampant on myspace. They all have one immedietly rekonisable aspect: there are no lyrics, in fact, no singing at all. The human element is dropped leaving behind landscapes, colour and emotional dimentions. What's left behind is the stars. The main trouble with the genre, among only a few problems, is our old ememy repetition. It has the tendancy to sound the same after while. About a year ago I discovered what I now realise is my proudest unknown and unearthed band; unearthed via the internet. Dezerett, a typical three piece band from Florida, have stayed with me a very long time since their discovery. They are the only downloaded band from myspace (I hardly ever download myspace band tracks) that I'll casually put on without any reservations. Some of the best music you own you'll play without overthinking. Maybe, in retrospect, the fact that I was smoking an obscene amount of marijuana at the time had some effect on the forming of this opinion. Nevermind that however, I'll disclose a description. Dezerett's music, it's all about the sonic scape: the melodic and beautifully overdrive'd guitar, the powerful sadness it all provokes, the hazel-eyed offspring of shoe-gaze and art rock. Stunning and blinding. I love also the use of electronica and the minimalist approach to harmonic texture. Raw and subtle, it stands out from all the other arty instrumental rock on the web. It's music that you don't forget so easily through the mediocracy of myspace. Dezerett is a soundtrack of the escape into the inner.
But enough mooning... cick here to listen to their myspace page, write back, say I'm wrong and completely misled.

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Brendan Morgan writes ocassionally for Bearded Magazine, plays cello and guitar, composes and records his own music and has a Rock band on the go.