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#60
Mar. 04 I grew up in close proximity to Yale University, so it was common
fare to waste lazy days roaming the campus, and I sometimes wasted lazy rainy days amid
the various museums and art galleries. I remember one day in particular; it was a nasty
rainy day, with a driving rain, howling wind, and occasional thunder rumblings. It set an
eerie tone to my wandering the halls of the Yale Art Gallery. So it didnt surprise
me to see an older distinguished gentleman sitting on a viewing bench and taking in a
painting on the far wall. It was a non-descript painting of what seemed to me as old
Europe. It portrayed a cobblestone street with stone and brick buildings, windows with
tattered curtains, a cart set as a fruit and vegetable stand, and to the right side, a
small alleyway. Nothing striking, nothing of immediate note.
I continued on with my tour and about 45 minutes later found myself in the same place
where the same distinguished gentleman was still looking at the same (what seemed to be
bland) painting. Curiosity filled me and I approached the man, begged his pardon and
asked, What captivates you so? The
woman in the doorway, was his response. Of course I did not see the woman.
Where? I inquired. See the alleyway? Halfway down on the right is a
door, its split, the top half is open and the woman is leaning on the bottom half
and looking out of the alley and into the street. Peering, I found the woman he
spoke of, yup, sure enough there she was. Wow, I said, I wouldve
never noticed her if you hadnt pointed her out to me. What do you
suppose shes thinking about? he asked me. I dont know.
What do you think shes looking at? was the follow up question. Again I
responded that I didnt know. Go walk up close to the painting and take a long
hard look at that woman, and then come back to this bench. So I did, and when I
returned he asked me, What did she look like up close? Just a few
strokes and dots of paint, thats all.
He smiled at me and with a slight chuckle said, Of course, because when viewed up
close and literally all it is is a bunch of paint, but pull back and let the art breath
and suddenly you find those streaks, dots, and strokes of paint take on a life, and that
life can manifest itself into whatever the viewer deems important enough for it to
represent. Like the woman there in the doorway. In the time Ive been sitting here
she has manifested herself into many different forms and variations of themes that are
present and relevant to me. Whereas, and the reason for my inquiry of you, she absolutely
represents whole and entirely different aspects through your viewpoint. That, my son is
the beauty of art.
Radio Banned by The Runes is that non-descript
painting, easy to walk by upon first listen, nothing striking, nothing of immediate note.
But when you take the time to really listen, you see the woman in the doorway of the
alley. And what is she looking at? What is she thinking?
Matt Kjeldsen (vocals, guitars, keyboards, button pushing, additional
percussion) is the main artist behind The Runes and it is his inspiration
that has produced this 3rd album by the Austin, TX group, which also includes Julie
Carlton (bass, vocals, sax), Brian Collins (guitars, vocals), Jimmy
Holloway (drums, percussion, vocals), and Carrie Miller (cello,
violin,vocals). Working with a loose theme of ideas and implications that can and
will be offensive to some people, Matt has created a Compilation CD
Each song is credited to a different (aptly) named band that pushes the
boundaries of what each individual may (or may not) be thinking about a variety of
subjects: some everyday, some sensitive, some taboo, but none off limits. Add to these the
self proclaimed styles or bastardization of styles of music that stretch
across the board, and we find a CD that at first listen seems to be just streaks, dots,
and strokes of music, but when allowed to breathe it manifests itself into whatever the
listener deems important enough for it to represent.
A prime target is religion. Opening with a track left off The Runes 1st
CD Lost Songs, Party
of God has a bit of fun with Jesus and nature through the believing
eyes of an aging hippie. God Put the Fun in Fundamentalist,
skewers the right wing conservatives while sounding like a rally cry for the Jerry
Farewells of the world, Were gonna take this land back from the commies,
freaks, and queer boys / were gonna make this Christian country free from choice /
were gonna keep them schools from teachin evolution lies / were gonna
make sure sex is always sanitized. But its actually delivered with so
much tongue in cheek that youll be singing along just for the chance to stick it to
everyone whose holier-than-thou beliefs are actually detrimental to the well being of man
(and God) in general. Jesus 2 (The Return),
ruminates on how the Church probably would not accept Jesus today if he appeared as an
average man (as he did 2000 years ago). And, High All The Time,
compares any religions Holy Rollers to drug addicts. Whether or not you think this
is good or bad is left to you and what youre thinking while you sit on that viewing
bench and take in the overall portrait that is presented.
That portrait also includes songs that upon first listen will have you wondering, but
hold on there, dont get up and walk away just yet
The Big
Wanker Blues sounds like a Tom Waits outtake complete with gravely
half-spoken lyrics that portray a man and the problems hes encountered because of
his huge (Id be genuinely monstrous, if I wasnt so colossal)
member, set to some of the finest, and do not overlook this - saloon style, stand up,
Honky Tonk piano to spill out of the old West since the days of the buffalo. Speaking of
the buffalo, Shoot the Buffalo is a traditional
campfire song that is rendered in such a straight and faithful style that it can only blow
your mind when you think of how our pioneer ancestors could have even written something so
morbid, yet sung so gaily. And Brian Dead gives us a
backwoods barroom sing along soliloquy complete with a mini fiddle solo and down home
moonshine jam.
The payoff of Radio Banned is the songs. They make this CD worth
investing a bit of lazy or rainy days into, because the more you listen to it, the more
youll find the many different forms and variations of themes that are present and
relevant. America Breathing allows a place for our
own post 9-11 sediment. Waiting for Life to Begin
lends a comment on our helpless feelings of individual places and points in life. Lick Your Teeth rocks out
while exploring every boys fantasy of making it with the luscious Queen of the Local
(or for that matter National) TV News. And Progress
sums up the place, race and disgrace of mankind in a 4 minute and 41 second sprint across
the last 200 years.
All these and more, covering more music styles than have a right to be on one LP. Which
brings us back to the Compilation concept, for this is too evident to be able
to single out each and every individual arrangement, instrument, production, and/or
engineering achievement this is another area that more than one sitting is required
in order to find and appreciate each and every brush stroke, dot, dab, and streak of
music.
Matt Kjeldsen painted Radio Banned over a 5-year
period. The Runes are that woman in the doorway of the alley. Ive
been sitting here listening to her manifest herself into many different forms and
variations of themes that are present and relevant to me. Whereas, and the reason for my
addressing of you, she absolutely represents whole and entirely different aspects through
your viewpoint. That is the beauty of art.
What
do you suppose shes thinking about?
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