|  | Review:   |  | It’s official: comparisons to Pavement are one 
                  of the most useless clichés of Indie rock reviews. It seems 
                  like these days, any band that plays with tempo, layering, melodies, 
                  and/or records it themselves gets compared to Pavement. I think 
                  it’s because as a reviewer you have only a limited verbiage 
                  to evoke a reference point for their readership. And when someone 
                  says “Pavement!”, I guess you’re supposed to think of a bunch 
                  of musicians who are so into their music and recording that 
                  they’re sitting around in a basement recording studio, drinking 
                  beer and playing songs into an 8 track for fun. In other words, 
                  I suspect that people are trying to evoke the imagery of musical 
                  masturbation and experimentation, but in a good and non-pretentious 
                  way. Me? I don’t like Pavement (the last time I saw them in concert, 
                  they were so horrendous that I left after 30 minutes), which 
                  may explain why I find that comparison so annoying, and so ubiquitous. So how does that little rant play into this review? Well, when 
                  I got the package for the Artichoke CD, every freakin’ press 
                  clipping compared them to Pavement. And when I started listening 
                  to the album, I just didn’t get that comparison.  So let’s start this off right: Artichoke are a band from California. 
                  Apparently a four piece. I’m not sure what comprises the Santa 
                  Monica scene these days, but if Artichoke are any indication, 
                  then I’m thinking it’s got the proto-psychedelic meets powerpop 
                  Indie rock thing going on. However, lest you think that Artichoke’s 
                  music can be completely contained by the afore-mentioned comparisons, 
                  let me state that they go all over the board musically, and 
                  that’s a good thing. For instance, the first song, What a weekend ha ha ha, 
                  bears a striking resemblance to Weezer’s Suzanne. However 
                  this same song also contains a change of rhythm and off-kilt 
                  vocals that Weezer would never dream of. Likewise, the next 
                  song, Dismayed, starts off like something from Texas’s 
                  Deathray Davies, with the quick garage beat and the geeky/sleepy 
                  vocals. Furthermore, you can find several songs that recall 
                  The Pixies circa 1990 (such as Noah, my personal favorite 
                  off the album). However, once I get a little deeper into the 
                  album, I can hear bits that might have come from Sebadoh, and 
                  there’s even one song Abstract Red Adam which has the 
                  hallmarks of the British shoehaze sound of the early 90s. Nevertheless, despite my comparisons, which suggest wide-ranging 
                  influences, there is a coherence to Artichoke’s music. Perhaps 
                  it the consistently strong, happy keyboard bits which are not 
                  necessarily dominant in individual songs, but remain a constant, 
                  low-key, unifying presence throughout the album. More likely 
                  it has something to do with the vocalists’ slightly high-pitched, 
                  slightly-nerdy sound, which of course reminds me of the psychedelic 
                  pop aesthetic one keeps hearing out of Athens, GA, these days. 
                 Of course when you’re dealing with almost any album, there 
                  will be occasional mis-steps. However, despite its 17 song length 
                  Evaporation doesn’t have too many. The primary 
                  issue I have comes from the occasional noise/instrumental interludes 
                  which sound like the slightly-sunbaked experiment of someone 
                  with a 4-track recorder and too much time on their hands. Furthermore, 
                  I have to confess that overall I was impressed by the band’s 
                  use of recording technology: the balance of vocals and instruments 
                  seems dead on, and they don’t fall victim to any of the 
                  issues which normally plague low budget/lo-fi DIY recording. On the whole, I like Evaporation: it’s a good 
                  little album that grows on you with repeated listenings. Although 
                  they’re based in California, I’d like to see Artichoke tour, 
                  and make it out here to Georgia. The strength of the recording 
                  is its energy, which is something I’d think Artichoke possesses 
                  a great deal of in their live show. |  |