The Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra & Tra-La-La Band - “Built then Burnt [Hurrah! Hurrah!]”
Born Into Trouble as Sparks Fly Upward (2001)
Strong words, Words that could’ve moved mountains, Words that no one ever said, We were all waiting to hear those words, And no one ever said them. And the tactics never hatched. And the plans were never mapped. And we all learned not to believe. And strange lonesome monsters loafed through the hills wondering why: And it is best to never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever wonder why.”
Lost a friend to cocaine, couple friends to smack Troubled hearts map deserts, and they rarely do come back Lost a friend to oceans, lost a friend to hills Lost a friend to suicide, lost a friend to pills Lost a friend to monsters, lost a friend to shame Lost a friend to marriage, lost a friend to blame Lost a friend to worry, and lost a friend to wealth Lost a friend to stubborn pride And then I lost myself
I love my dog and she loves me The world’s a mess and so are we She tumbles long green muddy fields Sick with joy and glee And as she dreams sweet puppy dreams Whimpering gently
I’ve read once an interview with Efrim Menuck. He said that he hates rock magazines and festivals sponsored by beer companies. The idea was that the band should perform their music but show business just uses musicians to sell some shit to people. Groups are used to fill the gaps between the advertisements.
“One autumn, two winters and one summer. That is how much time it took for Geneviève Castrée to change her musical identity from “Woelv” to “Ô Paon”. Two years of gestation and four visits to Montréal’s Hotel2Tango recording studio.
Courses announces from the start its difference from previous records by Geneviève. The sky is heavy and the universe got darker. The lyrics are more solemn, exploring the shadowy parts of our society: wastelands, greed, the absurdity of power, violence, loneliness.
Thierry Amar (Silver Mt. Zion, Black Ox Orkestar, Godspeed You! Black Emperor) expertly arranges the recordings, adding a particular texture to the songs and even playing the role of translator for certain ideas. Courses is a record built on loops, rich with vocal and musical repetitions leading us inexorably where it wants to: what Geneviève sees as this decline unfolds. She captures the moment without cynicism or judgement (« Je t'ai vue seule et abandonnée » - I saw you alone and abandoned). Sadness contemplates sadness. Geneviève seems to tell us that life is a race already lost, and wonders what we are running after, “But don’t bet on my horse, he is too tired.”. Occasionally anger takes over and the musicians (Nadia Moss, Sophie Trudeau, Jonah Fortune, Julie Houle et David Payant) unite and bring their power to raise a storm. Humans and horses speed in chaos, not knowing where they are going and not caring about obstacles.”
Culturally, I think you could argue that end of the world has already happened certainly—that we were born into it, even. That’s just late capitalism though. The most horrid thing to me about the way we seem to live now—it’s most evil trait—is the degree to which we’ve all been convinced that there’s no point in even thinking of an alternative. We all endeavor and try our best, while all the time continuing to stagnate internally. That’s the saddest thing about contemporary living I think.