Baltimore tried its hardest to become Ibiza or Miami with last night’s Justice show. Walking into the show mid-set for DJ Mehdi (pictured right), we saw a densely-packed main room with arms flailing high above heads in the flicker of stage lights and strobes, bass-heavy beats pounding you into the ground. I had to double-check the date to make sure I wasn’t at a Buzz event in now-defunct DC nightclub Nation circa 2000. Mehdi established what would be the theme of excellence for the night: flow.
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Flow is normally used when referring to a skilled lyricist, especially rappers and hip-hop artists. But I use it to describe the progression and pacing of the music, not lyrics. And Mehdi knows how to make song transitions flow. But that’s about it. He did a little mixing/EQ work to drop the bass out a few times to mix things up, but by and large, he transitioned tracks and let them play, undisturbed. His skill in transitioning songs was phenomenally smooth and some of the best I’ve ever heard. But that only makes him an excellent dance night DJ, not an excellent DJ. Still, as Bez quoted me, I hope the Taxlo kids take note. Their inter-song flow has been less-than-stellar in the past year or so.
By contrast, Justice's entire set flowed as one big river of carnal goodness (probably a variety of red wine). Justice truly did blow the roof off Sonar, playing a phenomenal set with few words exchanged. None were needed. The flow took care of everything, smooth, steady, excellent pacing. Like a skilled lover, Justice manipulates the crowd with musical fingers and lips, working every trick they had and driving the crowd mad. Probably the most effective technique was interspersing brief samples of the upcoming song at the end of each preceding one. This built some phenomenal tension and anticipation which was only heightened by the prolonged waits for the distinctive bass lines to kick in for tracks like set-and-album opener “Genesis.” But the highlight of the night, for me, was the unexpected sampling of Metallica track “Master of Puppets.” Fantastic; how you can visualize a dance-able beat in that song is beyond me, but leave it to the Parisians to do it. Kudos.
Copious sampling of “We are your friends” threatened to become tiresome, but that’s about the only nit-picking critique I can give. Even that was done so tastefully and effectively that it didn’t really grow old, even after 4-6 call-and-returns. Justice sure do know how to show a guy a good time.
Photo credit: Josh Sisk (Flickr)
Monday, March 10, 2008
Show Review: Justice at Sonar, Baltimore MD, take two...
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Show Review: Aural Justice for Bmore at Sonar
It was about a year or two ago when French electronic duo Justice was making it’s first US tour. Philly was the closest they were coming to Baltimore, and The Rapture was the opener for that night to boot. I never made it to that show, and I’ve since been wondering what I missed that night.
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Sure, I knew Justice would come around again, but that special aura of being one of the relative few in the know about the newest Parisian kids making dance music would be gone. Since that time my interest in Justice has waned a little. It was a brief, and intense affair with a hot young thing, but after the Alive 2007 tour I realized my true French love was still the veteran Daft Punk. But isn’t it French custom to keep a mistress?
Though my passion for Justice cooled, the media hype around the group has grown. Fueled by a very successful myspace page, some MTV spots, and a music press core that foams at the mouth over any combination of hip young Parisians, funky analog synth techno/electro, and a killer live show. Not to say the group doesn’t deserve the attention, just that those factors don’t hurt.
Sunday night was going to be my chance to finally get to see if Justice lives up to the hype. It was also the first time in about a year that I went back to Sonar.
I got off work late, so I was only able to catch the final 20 minutes of DJ Mehdi’s set. He’s an Ed Banger labelmate of Justice. His production and remixing skills are solid, but from what I saw of his set, his mixing is so-so. But take my assessment with a grain of salt. Usually when I’m judging DJs I’m looking for the so-called DJ’s DJ, something of a purist. Someone for whom technical proficiency and record selection come first and foremost, and the waving of hands in the air and other “crowd interaction” moves are simply not done because the DJ is too busy mixing. I guess Richie Hawtin would be the prime example. DJ Mehdi spent much of his time away from the mixer dancing around stage. Don’t get me wrong; he was a very good dancer. I wish I could move like that, but that’s time that could have been spent EQing the track, or filtering it for effect. Another Aural States staffer made the very good observation that Mehdi would make a great dance night DJ—“I hope the Taxlo guys are taking note,” he said.
The crowd seemed to enjoy the shtick though. They went crazy when Mehdi dropped a Bloc Party track coming out of a breakdown of a women moaning preceded by some acid tinged techno. Someone held a Tunisian flag aloft. Though born in Paris, Mehdi’s ethnic background is of that Northern African country. Mehdi took the red flag with white crescent moon and draped it over the table supporting his equipment. I had the quick thought that being black and/or Muslim in France must suck. But being black and French in most other countries, especially America, means you’re instantly cool without even trying. Apparently Uffie’s sister, Fafi, agrees as she is dating Mehdi.
After DJ Mehdi’s last track stagehands quickly set up a large bank of equipment center stage flanked by Marshall stacks. Smoke began to fill in from behind stage. The lights cut out save for blue light behind the stage. Gaspard Auge and Xavier de Rosnay took the stage and began a grinding, gritty, distorted synth build up. When it peaked, when the audience was ready, the beat dropped. Yellow flood lights behind stage flared, and the fabric draped over the table supporting all the equipment was pulled away revealing a bank of analog hardware and Justice’s trademark cross sitting in the center.
Here I want to pause and discuss Justice’s adopted symbol. I’ve never heard an explanation why a cross was chosen, but it really works. I mean everyone already knows what it is, and to have a room full of people facing a flashing cross with arms in air, palms toward heaven lost in a moment of ecstasy sends a pretty strong message. For some reason electronic music, especially rave, abounds in spiritual/religious components. You’re overwhelmed with the DJ-as-savior metaphor. I think all those trance DJs of the late 90s and early 00s who thought of themselves as gods, but they never actually put a cross onstage (by the way what’s the difference between God and Oakenfold? God doesn’t think he is Oakenfold.) I’m sure Justice is using the cross in a very ironic tongue-in-cheek way (not usual for the French), but still the intended message is clear. It is also interesting when you factor in that the opener Mehdi is a alternate spelling of Mahdi, the Sufi and Shia Muslim messianic figure.
Justice’s set was phenomenal. Their sense of pacing, the tension and release created between tracks was spot on. It’s such a cliché to talk about music as a journey (I think of that sample at the beginning of Coldcut’s 70 Minutes of Madness—“This is a journey”—said in British accent), but it was clear Gaspard and Xavier knew where they wanted to take the crowd, and how to get there. This is the sign of skilled DJs; they have the arrogant confidence that they can reach the crowd on an almost psychic level and toy with them. They get the crowd to do what they want.
But one of the disappointments of the night was that you couldn’t actually see what Justice was doing. I guess you can’t really call it a DJ set, as I assume they weren’t playing vinyl or CDs. The equipment set up was analog, but the effects being applied were obviously digital. I think I spotted a laptop sitting behind the cross. Sound synthesized on hardware and sequenced with software? I wish I knew for certain. It was in another interview on this website that someone said that when seeing an electronic music performance you take it on faith that the performer isn’t just pushing play.
It was also in an untapped segment of that interview that the Chemical Brothers were brought up at length. And I actually thought of the Chemical Brothers during the Justice set. The crowd was actually a hodgepodge of all types, but most, and I’m generalizing, most didn’t seem to fall into either the hipster set, or the techno head faction. I saw a lot of watered down styles and trends, not the original. Not a value judgment, just an observation. There were a fair number of guys that while may not technically be in frats, definitely seemed to enjoy beer, visors, and collared shirts. Again, not to say people like that can’t appreciate Justice’s music. But those were the same types of people in the 90s going to Chemical Brothers shows. I get the distinct feeling that those types weren’t at that show in Philly I never made it to, the one I still regret not seeing.
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Thursday, January 31, 2008
Scheduling your March
Cadence Weapon, Born Ruffians
Justice, DJ Mehdi, Fancy
Van Halen
(details after the jump)
Cadence Weapon/Born Ruffians
March 5th, Ottobar
In a bit of a head-scratcher, two Canadian groups with little more in common than release dates and nationality will be coming to the Ottobar on March 5th. Tickets, available through missiontix, are $8 (adv), $10 (day).
Cadence Weapon, hip hop artist from Edmonton, Alberta, will finally follow up his 2005 release Breaking Kayfabe with the much anticipated Afterparty Babies (Epitaph) due out on March 4th.
I saw a bit of the Cadence Weapon show at the Pitchfork Media Music Festival in July of 2007 - he put together a tight little performance, showcasing his vocals over minimal beats. To get a good example of the show I saw, give a listen to "Sharks" (stream over myspace). While hip hop doesn't always translate in an outdoor venue, I'm looking forward to checking him out in the coziness of the Ottobar.
Born Ruffians, Photo credit: Timothy Saccenti
Born Ruffians, on the other hand, are somewhat precocious indie rockers from Toronto. They will be promoting their new LP Red, Yellow, Blue (Warp; also due out March 4th) this tour. Take a listen to their single "Foxes Mate for Life" here (stream; source: The Fader).
Justice, DJ Mehdi, Fancy
Sonar, March 9th
Tickets (ticketmaster): $30 (adv)
Paying $30 to go see something called the "Myspace Music Tour" feels dirty on a couple different levels. Unfortunately, I still would really love to go see this show, excessive cost and all.
Justice will be touring in support of their recent album [cross symbol] (Vice 2007). Being house artists from Paris, France begs comparison to Daft Punk. However, that feels a little trite to me. So I'll say this: Justice are a little less robot, and a whole lot more dirt. Their music demands dancing. You can sample some of their original tracks, as well as remixes of other artists on their myspace page.
As an aside, these guys are pretty prodigious when it comes to remixes. They can claim the following artists (among many) as receiving their revisions: Britney Spears, Fat Boy Slim, Daft Punk, N*E*R*D, DFA 1979, Justin Timberlake, Klaxons...
What of the other two bands? DJ Mehdi, as another French house act, will certainly warm the crowd up for Justice. Fancy can be described in 5 words: French butt rock... starring women!
On the other hand, if that doesn't sound good (or expensive enough) for you - you can alway pop across town that night to 1st Mariner Arena to catch Van Halen. Tickets absurdly run $49.50 - $125.
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