POPSCENE + RICKSHAW STOP CO-PRESENT
NRVS LVRS, w/ DJ Aaron Axelsen (popscene/Live105)
Wed, September 9, 2015
Tickets at the Door
This event is all ages
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When WEA (the Warner Brothers family of labels) was sold, The Stratford 4 and everyone else on Elektra were dropped. The band went on tour, first with their old friends BRMC then with Beulah, hoping the exposure would generate some interest in the album. They played shows with the Libertines, the Brian Jonestown Massacre, Clinic, Luna, Camper Van Beethoven and others, but months of stress from legal woes had taken their toll. The singer quit the band and the music froze, suspended in midair.
2015 is an interesting time to be a musician. The chaos of file-sharing has settled into a handful of reliable online outlets and, amazingly, vinyl has made a resurgence. In January, Sheetal Singh (the bass player) has lunch with Chris Streng (the singer) in Nevada City. They joke about putting out the record themselves but when Sheetal gets home she contacts Jake Hosek (guitar) and Andrea Caturegli (drums). Everyone is back on board, this record needs to finally be heard.
An eleven year gap between albums is not that long by shoegazing standards. While ’Keep Your Crazy Head On Straight’ may not have the cultural cache of the great ’lost albums’ like ’Smiley Smile’ or ’MBV’ or even ’Chinese Democracy’, it’s still an amazingly accurate portrait of a specific time and place. New York City, 2004: post-9/11, post-Strokes, pre-iPhones, pre-MySpace even.
The Stratford 4 existed in a self-contained bubble between the bursts. They were Americans playing Brit-Pop, bridging the gap between the original shoegazers and the current revival. This record reflects all the moods and manias of the band, from the urban excitement of New York City to the pastoral hum of California. Who knows what the future holds, but here is a sonic spyglass, crafted long ago yet still pointed forward.
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