Grampall Jookabox

Ropechain


  • (black vinyl)
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  1. Black Girls
  2. Let's Go Mad Together
  3. Ghost
  4. Old Earth, Wash My Beat
  5. The Girl Ain't Preggers  [MP3]
  6. You Will Love My Boom
  7. I Will Save Young Michael
  8. The One Thing
  9. We Know We Might Be Fucked
  10. Strike Me Down
  11. I'm Absolutely Freaked Out

Description

Catalog #: JNR25   Release Date: 11/03/2008

Recognizing the presence of a particularly assertive muse, David Adamson cancelled a weekend of shows to sit at home in a dank basement, writing and recording a string of songs that seemed to arise spontaneously. Granting them his full attention, a week of intense composition and arrangement bore Grampall Jookabox's second album: Ropechain. 

After the ominous, trembling, synthetically angelic choral intro on the first track of Ropechain, Jookabox breaks in with a vision that sounds like a bizarre hybrid of a P Diddy rap video and ancient cosmology; "Black girls walk on tips of mountains/ Black girls jump seas like they was fountains...Black girls build skyscrapers with their brains/ Black girls do shit that I can't explain/ But, Black girl won't you do it again? / Black girls are built to walk across the seas/ Black girls convince the icecaps to freeze/ A black girl was the mamamama of everyone you see." 
 
One of Ropechain's themes is the paranormal. Says Adamson,"I was interested in paranormal experiences, because I guess I was having them or something? I don't know. Definitely some weird shit was happening." Listeners may be inclined to agree. On the album's third cut, "Ghost," dirge-like vocals evoke Casper keening through an old time radio about the simultaneous omniscience and heartbreaking tunnel-vision of the dead in soft, helium-pitched whispers. Jookabox sings: Your limbs go sweeping through my room at night/ I can see your purple body swell and fall/swell and fall/swell and fall. "Ghost" is followed by a knee-slapping sing-along about a pregnancy scare turned lamentation ("The Girl Ain't Preggers"). Despite the album's dizzying musical and thematic eclecticism, there's a mysterious logic to its arrangement (or perhaps it's simply a paranoid interpretation of irrational datum). 
 
Madness is another of the album's unifying thematic threads; "Some of the samples on 'I'm Absolutely Freaked Out' were recorded in a vacant insane asylum," Adamson explains. "I Will Save Young Michael," Jookabox's tragically affectionate love-letter to Michael Jackson, ponders the razor-fine boundary between aesthetic illumination and neurotic burnout. On "Let's Go Mad Together" he sings: Let's accept madness together / I need a partner in crime / I am too weary to fight it, honey /And it could be a good time. 
 
The idiosyncratic lyricism of the album's love songs is sure to warm the cockles of listener's hearts. When echoing vocals ascend after the darkly, bass-heavy intro to "You Will Love My Boom" and Jookabox shouts, "I love you love you/ You know I love you I love you/ I took mushrooms and then proposed to you because I love you love you," it's a hard-hearted listener who won't laugh with joy at the dissonance between the tender lyrics and the dread-heavy distortion of their accompaniment. Ropechain braids holy fear, schizophrenic inspiration, baroque pop-references, and deep, mystical love into a formidable work likely to leave aficionados of rock-n-roll trapped in an obsessive cycle of listening and re-listening. Get your tickets here.

Grampall Jookabox - Ropechain http://www.joyfulnoiserecordings.com/images/detailed/0/jnr25-web.jpg <p> Recognizing the presence of a particularly assertive muse, David Adamson cancelled a weekend of shows to sit at home in a dank basement, writing and recording a string of songs that seemed to arise spontaneously. Granting them his full attention, a week of intense composition and arrangement bore Grampall Jookabox&#39;s second album: Ropechain.&nbsp;</p> <div> After the ominous, trembling, synthetically angelic choral intro on the first track of Ropechain, Jookabox breaks in with a vision that sounds like a bizarre hybrid of a P Diddy rap video and ancient cosmology; &quot;Black girls walk on tips of mountains/ Black girls jump seas like they was fountains...Black girls build skyscrapers with their brains/ Black girls do shit that I can&#39;t explain/ But, Black girl won&#39;t you do it again? / Black girls are built to walk across the seas/ Black girls convince the icecaps to freeze/ A black girl was the mamamama of everyone you see.&quot;&nbsp;</div> <div> &nbsp;</div> <div> One of Ropechain&#39;s themes is the paranormal. Says Adamson,&quot;I was interested in paranormal experiences, because I guess I was having them or something? I don&#39;t know. Definitely some weird shit was happening.&quot; Listeners may be inclined to agree. On the album&#39;s third cut, &quot;Ghost,&quot; dirge-like vocals evoke Casper keening through an old time radio about the simultaneous omniscience and heartbreaking tunnel-vision of the dead in soft, helium-pitched whispers. Jookabox sings: Your limbs go sweeping through my room at night/ I can see your purple body swell and fall/swell and fall/swell and fall. &quot;Ghost&quot; is followed by a knee-slapping sing-along about a pregnancy scare turned lamentation (&quot;The Girl Ain&#39;t Preggers&quot;). Despite the album&#39;s dizzying musical and thematic eclecticism, there&#39;s a mysterious logic to its arrangement (or perhaps it&#39;s simply a paranoid interpretation of irrational datum).&nbsp;</div> <div> &nbsp;</div> <div> Madness is another of the album&#39;s unifying thematic threads; &quot;Some of the samples on &#39;I&#39;m Absolutely Freaked Out&#39; were recorded in a vacant insane asylum,&quot; Adamson explains. &quot;I Will Save Young Michael,&quot; Jookabox&#39;s tragically affectionate love-letter to Michael Jackson, ponders the razor-fine boundary between aesthetic illumination and neurotic burnout. On &quot;Let&#39;s Go Mad Together&quot; he sings: Let&#39;s accept madness together / I need a partner in crime / I am too weary to fight it, honey /And it could be a good time.&nbsp;</div> <div> &nbsp;</div> <div> The idiosyncratic lyricism of the album&#39;s love songs is sure to warm the cockles of listener&#39;s hearts. When echoing vocals ascend after the darkly, bass-heavy intro to &quot;You Will Love My Boom&quot; and Jookabox shouts, &quot;I love you love you/ You know I love you I love you/ I took mushrooms and then proposed to you because I love you love you,&quot; it&#39;s a hard-hearted listener who won&#39;t laugh with joy at the dissonance between the tender lyrics and the dread-heavy distortion of their accompaniment. Ropechain braids holy fear, schizophrenic inspiration, baroque pop-references, and deep, mystical love into a formidable work likely to leave aficionados of rock-n-roll trapped in an obsessive cycle of listening and re-listening. Get your tickets here.</div> $12.00

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