Unyielding Commissioning Believes in Comebacks

We haven't had an update from UC since may of 2009, and that one was titled "Unyielding Commissioning Apologizes for Being Away So Long." Living in Argentina, it is pretty hard to stay on top of some of the goings on like I used to. Bands rarely come here, and the movie releases keep getting pushed back later and later. Far more impactful has been a heavy amount of work from both my job and planning my upcoming wedding. Those and other factors have seriously cut down on my connections to life on the internet, which means I don't have links for you like I used to. That said, EdWord passed me along some info that requires comment, and is just the kind of thing this type of posting was designed for. And come to think of it, there's a lot more worth discovering, so UC has plenty of good stuff to share with you today.

Please, please, please, please - I once briefly debated my buddy Erik about whether reunion shows are worthwhile. The band in question was Archers of Loaf. Erik's take was that he'd already seen them and no thrown together reunion tour would be the same. Mine was that I'd never seen them, and I'd take a half-assed reunion tour over nothing. And I'm not saying it would even be half-assed, just that I'd be ecstatic with half an ass anyway. That conversation inspired pleading on this blog some three and a half years ago.

Well, perhaps the band did indeed read my comments. More likely they simply realized that it was high time to kiss and make up because Pitchfork is reporting that Archers of Loaf has reunited for at least one show. I have long claimed that I would travel back to the US just to see these guys perform. They sure as hell aren't coming to Buneos Aires. We can only hope that they had as good a time as the audience seemed to and will give us the pleasure of some more shows. And I bet that Erik goes, too, even if it may not live up to his fond memories of earlier performances. Fingers crossed for hope!



There's no secrets this year - after 2009 was a general disappointment in both film and music, 2010 came back with a lot of high-quality, innovative stuff for our listening and viewing pleasure. I had been planning to provide a comprehensive summary of all those year-end lists, but, well you've probably read the ones you want. Just in case, here are Roger Ebert's Top Feature Films, Top Foreign Films, Top Documentaries, and Top Animated Films.

Meanwhile, over at Via Chicago, Jon has been putting together his year-end lists and is doing a smashing job of it. Starting with an Intro and then continuing into his EPs and Reissues, he is merely getting warmed up. Part III has his Favorite Songs of the Year, and is highly recommended. He not only lists 100 tracks worth checking out, he links virtually all of them to youtube videos where you can quickly make your own estimation. We can assume the album list is on its way, but given how comprehensive his work has been thus far, let's cut Jon some slack and be patient. Besides, you have a lot of new music to listen to!

There's just one Hitch - Erik Lundegaard has been posting some comprehensive and insightful reviews of Alfred Hitchcock films. Probably not worth reading if you haven't seen the movies in question because of the spoilers. But surely you've seen some of these masterpieces, right? The list thus far:

• The 39 Steps
• Notorious
• Vertigo
• Psycho
• The Birds
  

No, not that AFI - Trey Hock of Scene Stealers has been counting down the AFI's top 100 movies of all time. He's about halfway done having recently delivered a top notch review of A Streetcar Named Desire. Trey has kept up a pretty amazing pace. I can't even seem to get through 50 albums yet he keeps churning through these movies (many of which he doesn't end up liking). From Streetcar you can access the previous 53 reviews and look for your favorites.

A Single Lament

There are few things I find myself regretting in life. I tend to be the kind of person who looks to the future with a positive outlook. I can recall my mistakes, but as long as I learn from them, I am not upset by them. But as a music fan, I have one major regret. I never saw Archers of Loaf live.

I spent most of the Archers’ career away at college. I was in Michigan; it’s not like I was on Fiji or anything, but for some reason, their albums kind of passed me by. I played them occasionally on my radio show, so I’m sure I thought well of them. But they never gained serious traction with me. It could have been that college life was far too rosy to get into a band putting so much personal angst into their music. It was a time when I first learned the power of music outside of loud rock and I immediately embraced soulful acts like Parliament Funkadelic, James Brown, and Stevie Wonder and saw all of them live. I interviewed Richard Buckner on the air, then gave his discs a spin and discovered that country music isn’t limited to Travis Tritt and his ilk. My roommate turned me on to the blues and rightfully demanded that I embrace Fishbone, even though they kept evading us (which is a story for another day). So maybe that was enough new music to keep me busy.

Flash forward to the summer of 1999. A trying breakup occurring in proximity of my birthday is coupled with the fact that my esteemed brother is short on funds. This confluence of events leads to him giving me his copy of Icky Mettle as a gift. It is immediately evident to me that no album ever made has done as fine a job summing up a broken relationship. Lines like, “I’ve been so down lately, I’ve been so low lately, nothing seems to work out for you and me,” may come off as banal when written here, but when Eric Bachmann sung them back in 1994, he conveyed so much more than just the words themselves. It was the first time in years I really connected with a new album.

I proceeded to go through the band’s catalogue chronologically and was consistently impressed with each subsequent release. Few bands can claim as strong a second album as Vee Vee. They built on what they had already accomplished and explored new territory, but were able to maintain the hooks and songwriting that made Icky Mettle so rich. Two more studio albums followed, again breaking new ground and eventually pointing the directions for Bachmann’s new outfit, Crooked Fingers. By the time I had caught up, the band was finished.

I’ve been fortunate enough to see Crooked Fingers many times, and Bachmann playing solo twice in one night. As I said in that review, live and in person, his voice is more expressive and meaningful. While his later work is more peaceful, Archers of Loaf was a band that came at you with an axe to grind. Delivery often came through gnashed teeth. But at the same time, all of their songs carried a personal, intense perspective. And while I claim a connection to that music, the understanding and meaning is on my end. I believe in their work, yet the lyrics are often cryptic. The songs all make a point, but they never can totally win you over to their point of view because you don’t know exactly what they’re trying to tell you. However, a shared experience of those same songs would easily change everything. This is music that deserves to be seen live and in person. That’s something I was never able to do. There is an excellent live album, recorded over their last two shows and aptly titled “Seconds Before the Accident.” And while it is fantastic in its own right, it still does not quell my desire to witness an Archers performance.

Perhaps the members of the band will read this. It’s on the internet, after all. If they do, maybe they’ll understand that it’s high time for a reunion tour. I know scads of other fans who feel the same as I do. Yes, one could argue “they only had four albums, it’s not like they’re the Beatles – get over it.” But few bands have as strong a four-album repertoire. They could play three concerts worth of material and anyone who saw just one of those shows would come away satisfied.

So I sit here, hoping for an outcome I know to be unlikely. I’ll continue to attend any Bachmann-related show that comes through town, but I’ll never be quite satisfied, knowing what I’ve missed.