Concert Review: tUnE-yArDs Plays Rhino’s in Bloomington
Last week, I finally got my chance to watch an artist that I had placed on my short list of must-see acts. A couple of years ago I came across tUnE-yArDs at the urging of a friend who had recently seen them live. Their 2009, debut release BiRd-BrAiNs sufficed as singer Merrill Garbus’s experiment in vocal expression.
The album was harsh at times. A veritable mind-fuck mixture of vocal loops, African-influenced rhythm sections, ukulele riffs complete with audio samples of Garbus’s toddler eating blueberries. Describing tUnE-yArDs to someone who hasn’t heard it proves difficult. The concept sounds pretentious and artificial. What could a white chick from New England know about tribal rhythms and hip-hop hooks?
But then you hear it, and you realize that the mash-up works. This chick may actually know her shit. I’m not saying BiRd-BrAiNs was a non-stop joy ride. There are moments where the mad scientist’s potion proves trying for even the most patient and open-minded listener. But the disc has legitimate successes. “Hatari” sums this argument up perfectly. A recurring ukelele riff that mimics the thumb piano, or kalimba, accompanies a simple drum line that sounds as if it was beaten out upon a piece of aluminum siding.
“Hatari”’s verses are broken up by Garbus’s wailing vocal loops. The arrangements are primal, building upon one another like the cries of an entire asylum. The madness gives way, leaving Garbus screaming a capella: “There is a natural sound that wild things make when they’re bound/It rumbles in the ground, gurrah gurrah we all fall down/But when you hear the sound, ten thousand voices lost and found/Your rumble in the ground, gurrah gurrah we all fall down.”
Garbus is wild, and her sound is a natural one, albeit abrasive and unique. Every song feels like a journey deep into the subconscious of a human that has experienced some radically different sounds in her time than you have. BiRd-BrAiNs culminates in the joyous romp, “FIYA”. The lyrics address Garbus’s lack of confidence regarding her physical appearance. It resolves with her inner acceptance and the joy that comes with the realization that she deserves to be loved.
2011 brought W H O K I L L, a more accessible and listener-friendly follow-up. The album is every bit as adventurous as the debut, but it comes across as if Garbus has figured out what tUnE-yArDs is all about. It’s no longer an experiment, but a controlled chaos. The hip-hop influence is heavier on W H O K I L L. The recurring beats and addictive vocal hooks help to make this album a repeat listen in a way that BiRd-BrAiNs never accomplished.
All of this was on display last Wednesday at Rhino’s in Bloomington. Garbus was in complete control. When you hear an album like W H O K I L L, your first response will inevitably be—well surely she can’t do this live. But she does. The loops, while perhaps not as complex as album renditions, are every bit as impressive and satisfying. Her voice is chilling, with a range that rivals anyone’s. She has the unique ability to sound like a male blues singer one moment and release Mariah Careyesque squeals the next.
tUnE-yArDs is a captivating sight to behold. I found myself grinning, speechless, high-fiving friends as she ran through a non-stop sprint of a setlist that covered all of the favorites from W H O K I L L: “Powa”, “Bizness”, “Gangsta”, and “My Country” were all winners. With the exception of “Doorstep”, I heard just about everything that my heart desired. Garbus didn’t play much from BiRd-BrAiNs, but her rendition of “FIYA” was one that I will not forget for a long time.
Rhino’s was pretty full for a Wednesday night. The audience knew the songs, screaming along and dancing throughout. A handful of students near the front sported face-paint similar to that worn by Garbus and her bandmates. Though the show ran later than expected, no one appeared to mind, partying until well after midnight. I recommend that anyone within ear shot capitalize on the opportunity to witness the unique live performance that tUne-yArDs offers.
Written by Rob Peoni
Photograph by Brett McGrath
Watch tUne-yArDs latest video for “Gangsta” here: New Video: tUnE-yArDs “Gangsta”.
New Video: tUnE-yArDs “Gangsta”
The Mistress of Vocal Loops, Merrill Garbus, AKA tUnE-yArDs has released a new video for her song “Gangsta.” The song was featured on the album W H O K I L L, released earlier this year. tUnE-yArDs will bring their strange sounds and bombastic beats to Bloomington on Wednesday, where they are scheduled to play an all-ages show at Rhino’s.
Written by Rob Peoni
Album Review: The War on Drugs ‘Slave Ambient’
Do not link these guys to a fraudulent President who first coined the term “War on Drugs.” This Philly based rock n’ roll quartet is nothing but authentic. Sure some influences ring out in their songs, most notably Bruce Springsteen, This blend of folk, blues, Americana, alternative and country provides a melting pot of opportunities for innovation. These guys make me proud. They allow me to tout Bloomington-based indie label Secretly Canadian (See: Gardens & Villa, Here We Go Magic, Throw Me the Statue, and Yeasayer amongst many others) once again.
I would be lying if I told you that I was all over their 2008 release Wagonwheel Blues. However, I only recently realized that Kurt Vile was once a member of this group. I guess it took a Vile departure to legendary Matador Records in 2009 and a revamped roster to finally grab my attention.
Current
▪ Adam Granduciel (vocals, guitar, harmonica, keyboards, samplers)
▪ Dave Hartley (bass, guitars)
▪ Mike Zanghi (drums, percussion, sampler)
Former
▪ Kurt Vile (guitar)
▪ Kyle Lloyd (drums)
▪ Charlie Hall (drums, organ)
It also helps that Sirius XMU has been dropping an aerial assault of The War on Drugs‘ single “Baby Missiles” off of their brand new album Slave Ambient.
These songs are heavily layered and detailed compared to the folky stuff that I am used to. A quick album comparison for me is to match this one up against Wilco’s AM. The irony is that AM was the first Wilco album post the Uncle Tupelo fall out. The change in The War on Drugs regime fits and makes sense. I hope Granduciel understands that he has the power to project like Jeff Tweedy because this material has staying power.
Along with “Baby Missiles”, I believe “Brothers” and even a wordless “Original Slave” do the best job of projecting their sounds. To me, these songs build fusion and exemplify the unity that this new group is attempting to find.
I hate to do it, but I thank “Tricky Dick” Nixon for naming a terrific band. The War on Drugs, I thank you for this fresh piece of team building and Americana happiness.
“If you want to build beautiful music, you must play black and white notes together”
Richard Milhous Nixon
Finding the gray area is what these guys do best. Buy their album at Luna Music.
Written by Brett McGrath




