Is anybody else listening to the Benoit Pioulard record? Recently out on Kranky and readily available over here, Precis doesn't seem to be attracting a huge amount of chatter which is a bit strange considering its damn-near utter fabness. That Monsieur Pioulard is actually a young American guy named Thomas who picked the pseudonym just for the way it sounded could be deemed dubious frippery until you hear the album when it becomes clear that the boy has an ear to be trusted. Simply put, Precis is a contender...

...and a beguiling, beautiful thing. Pioulard is (another) bedroom recording obsessive and assembled his music/sounds using the most basic of means. The tunes are built with rigour; acoustic guitar predominates but piano, tambos and glock add liberal amounts of tinkling while field recordings of a vaguely industrial nature slip in and around. And please don't let the fact that everything occasionally coaslesces into ambient white noise interludes in any way scare you off; if nothing else they'll serve to only heighten your pleasure when the (ten) shimmering, robustly melodic songs come into focus.
Its fairly invidious to select highlights - really, if you like any one of these you'll like them all, a great standard is maintained thoughout. There's the early churning loveliness of Together & down; the matt pond PA-like crispness ('nuf said!) of Triggering back; Hirondelle's oscillating multitracked vocal amidst tinkling, pattering prettiness; the stout-but-breezy strummin' of Sous la plage. The last-named particularly exemplifies the 60s/70s folk/singer-songwriter flavour which underscores much of the sound. Pioulard's vocal is a fairly typical light, wispy lo-fi thing but, even though the words aren't always instantly discernable, as a whole his music connects and excites this blog way more than something like, say, Jose Gonzalez' Veneer. Ambient acoustic? Folk-pop? Folktronica? Lord knows. Just plain gorgeous, that'll do...
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Unless he's found himself a band of brothers, reallyrather is guessing Pioulard's live show must be akin to that of David Thomas Broughton [go], building songs with looping tracks. He's only got one (hometown, Michigan) show pending, sharing a bill with Califone which is odd since only last week this blog caught Denison Witmer's fleeting visit to London at The Social where he played with.. Califone. Denison apologised for the slumberous quality of his music, particularly that on last year's beautiful Are you a dreamer?, but this blog has come to regard such defiant cosiness and blatant sincerity as an act of some daring. Underpinned as ever by sturdy, just-so picking Witmer sounded just fine despite the incongruous setting of a trendy West End bunker...

...and his terrific six-year-old debut Safe away has just been reissued by US label The Militia Group. Chockful of mellow and meaningful singer-songwritery goodness, it definitely qualifies for inclusion on any list of The 25 Most Overlooked Albums of the Past Decade. Sadly, it didn't make Playback's selection but this blog totally concurs with their #1, Dismemberment Plan's Emergency & I, the thrilling spaz-rock virtues of which this blog has declaimed here before. And not a million miles away from their sound, another contender would surely have to be the sadly-no-more Clor's mighty debut from last year...
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Back to Benoit. You can often judge an album by its cover. The Pioulard sounds just as it looks. The quilting chosen to front Hello love, the latest from blog stalwarts The Be Good Tanyas, is also a pretty fair representation., a handmade artefact in varying shades of blue. And John King once again serves M. Ward well on Post-war, a warmly faded work rendered on textured paper a strong clue as to the quality within...
It's always been a slight puzzle that while both Ward and the Tanyas' sounds are unmistakably rooted in old-timey North American genres, their music has always instantly resonated hereabouts whilst that of the original 'legends' of the country/folk/blues/bluegrass traditions - whom both Matt and the Tanyas acknowledge and revere - generally leaves this blog cold. In their unshowy way they share an contemporizing alchemy and aesthetic which convinces like very, very few others. Have they met, I wonder? A Ward/Tanyas co-production, hmmmm ... hey, a guy can dream, can't he?!
Post-war is just great all the way through, characterized by a hazy, gauzey full-band chug. The rattling folk-pop of the three opening cuts is tambo-tastic but its with the next-up title track that the set really drops anchor. And what a beautifully soft, velvet-covered anchor it is courtesy of trusty rhythm section Adam Selzer and Rachel Blumberg who, as Norfolk & Western, are now touring their own new release The unsung colony [go]. Requiem's up next, almost the archetypal M. Ward song since Transfiguration of Vincent, a frazzled, vampy blues pop number about some nice guy.. who's dead. Chinese translation's brisk shuffle and circular allegory is just a brilliant centrepiece; the rollicking Magic trick has one neat conceit.. then disappears. By the time the softly swinging Rollercoaster comes along reallyrather is scrabbling around for the white flag: Stop, Matt, you're killing me...
Though its definitely less consistent, there are several points of surrender on the Be Good Tanyas record. Rare group composition Ootischenia perfectly encapsulates their joyous quicker paces while at the opposite end of every spectrum the sublime harmonizing on the traditional What are they doing in heaven today is, well, emotional. Other originals like opener Human thing and the title track pull off that then-but-now trick - maybe its something to do with the hint of attitude in Frazey Ford's fantastic drowsy vocals? Elsewhere, covers like A thousand tiny pieces and Scattered leaves fit like the proverbial - full-length, vintage, opera-style - glove. Just right for the Royal Albert Hall, in fact...