The Strokes’ Is This It
Roaring out of the “Big Apple” with a slack-rock sound that is firmly
based in the garage band vibe of the 1960s and ‘70s-styled D.I.Y. punk fervor,
the Strokes are a revelation. Vocalist Julian Casablancas sounds like a
youthful Lou Reed and affects an on-stage wardrobe that mimics a young Bryan
Ferry. Guitarists Nick Valensi and Albert Hammond Jr. keep a steady flame
burning throughout the songs with ever-present riffs that result in a virtual
wall-of-sound. A strong rhythm section of bassist Nikolai Fraiture and Fab
Moretti build a solid bottom line; together the instrumentalists create a fat,
dense and sometimes chaotic signature beneath Casablancas’ vocals. Kudos are
also due to producer Gordon Raphael, whose subtle hand captured the band at
its grungy best, warts and all. No Pro Tools manipulation here – Raphael
leaves the sound muddy and noisy, the vocals often struggling above the mix
and the entire affair wheezing and rattling like my aging ’74 Mercury
four-door.
“What about the music,” you ask? Think of the
Replacements minus Westerburg’s melancholy, the Velvet Underground with Ron
Asheton on guitar, and Brill Building pop filtered through the New York Dolls
and you’ll come near hitting the mark. I don’t understand half of what
Casablancas is singing about, but when you can make out his lyrics, you’re
overwhelmed by the verbal gymnastics and clever wordplay. The material on Is
This It rocks without qualification. An irregular rhythm kicks off “The Modern
Age,” a New Values-era Iggy soundalike with a wire-taut guitar lead and
driving instrumentation. “Barely Legal” has a nifty circular riff and muddy,
echoed vocals and bittersweet lyrics while “Someday” has some ultra-cool
doo-wop rhythms and pleading vocals. “New York City Cops” offers some
tongue-in-cheek humor about New York’s finest, a story-song with a raging
chorus and wickedly delicious rhythms.
The Reverend’s Bottom Line
In the wake of September 11th tragedy, RCA pulled the original
recorded version of Is This It and substituted in the place of the stronger
“New York City Cops” lest listeners feel that the band was overly-critical of
the N.Y.P.D. They also replaced the more attractive cover artwork available on
the British import in favor of a psychedelic swirl cover for the U.S. market.
The music stands on its own regardless of these feeble marketing ploys, and
there are still plenty of copies of the import disc to be found (and well
worth getting even if for the one song). In the tradition of other
cult-rockers like the Dictators, the Flamin’ Groovies or the New York Dolls,
the Strokes draw inspiration from the primal wellspring of sound and energy
from which classic rock ‘n’ roll is born, commercial considerations be damned.
(RCA Records - U.K. import, released August 27th, 2001)
Review
originally published by Alt.Culture.Guide™ zine
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