Dylan Not Dylan
Friday, July 11th, 2008
Electronica covers. Or more precisely, people covering electronica. I think I can count all of them on one, all ages wristbanded, hand. Isn’t it the future dammit!?! You think 20 years down the road musicians would be getting all soft and fuzzy about VooDoo Ray, Nude Photo, We Call It Acieeed, Belfast, Song to the Siren, and uh, Smack My Bitch Up. Isn’t that what the ‘future’ was supposed to be all about? Sigh. Instead we just keep getting cover after predicatable cover of 60′s/70′s washups like Dusty Springfield, Neil Young and Bob, for fuck’s sake not again, Dylan.
As you can tell I’m not a Dylan guy, I’m Just Not That Into Him, thank you. If there is a ‘Dylan’ to be backed here, it’s New York’s The Dylan Group. Think of them as a looser, more laid back Tortoise. With vibraphone. (courtesy of Adam Pierce who also also moonlights in another amazing post rock outfit, Mice Parade).
So here they are, wading through electronica’s seldom covered waters with their vibra-riffic take on The Orb‘s Towers of Dub. The only disappointing thing I can say about it is the absence of ‘Is that Haile Selassie?’ and ‘Hello, I’m Craig!’.
Enjoy!
LS






