Teen-Beat.

Index,
show <== click Here

Contact.

Previous, Next.

Teen-Beat 400.

×
×

A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z

hollAnd

The Paris Hilton Mujahideen

Satanic Effervescent Country Black
Anna Winter Stasi
Important for China
Rapture Ready
Mint Missiles
Boolean Misery Index


Destroyer Bright
Suburb on the Euphrates
Sea Foam Army Green
Henry Has Asthma
Finnish Metal
Apoplectic Variflex


Compact Disc (CD) ($13,33)

High gloss jacket
on opaque black CD.

Download (DWNLD) ($9,99)

Listen to samples, download
full-release, or single songs.

Purchase

Listen

horse ing TWO=HIT Tilt album
hollAnd I Steal and Do Drugs album and short films
hollAnd I Steal and Do Drugs CD
hollAnd Love Fluxus album
hollAnd I Blow Up album
hollAnd I Blow Up application for iPhone iOS
hollAnd Sodium Fawn album and application for iPad and iPhone iOS
HOT PURSUIT Basketball 7-inch vinyl 45
TRUE LOVE ALWAYS Torch album
FANG WIZARD Pure Hex album
hollAnd Paris Hilton Mujahideen CD album
hollAnd
"Paris Hilton Mujahideen"
compact disc
cover

LINER NOTES


PLAYERS

D. Trevor Kampmann, vocals, guitars, synthesizers, drums, et cetera


PRODUCED AND RECORDED BY

D. Trevor Kampmann,

at pulCec, Brooklyn, New York, USA

and pulCec, New York, New York, USA


COVER DESIGN AND PHOTOGRAPHY

D. Trevor Kampmann


TYPE DESIGN AND PRODUCTION

Mark Robinson, Teen-Beat Graphica


ET CETERA

All songs written by D. Trevor Kampmann, 2007 pulCec (ASCAP).

REVIEW

"Heavy-handed politics is a staple of indie culture. Or rather, lack of nuance isn't merely relegated to the edges of culture. It exists everywhere. In television, films, songs - most mass media - and works through a feedback mechanism: executives think the American public is near-retarded, so it caters to the perceived low-brow demographic, and (for lots of reasons, but I'll highlight this one) since what people mostly get from mass media is low-brow fare, it creates people that want this stuff and creates expectations for a lack of subtlety in the media people consume. So, you have a system that works to produce more and more overt works of art. Characters that spell out their motivations in long blocks of exposition. Longing looks that pass for subtlety. Etc.

So, there's no reason to expect indie culture (just take that as meaning non-mainstream culture, i.e., it's just a codeword to stand in for all the assembled sub-cultures on the fringes. So don't give me grief; I'm not making a claim that there's some kind of monolithic counterculture that stands opposed to the dominant order) is going to deal with certain topics any differently. The aesthetic may be different, the bias may be farther left - or at least have the faade of being farther left - but really, indie culture, i.e. this amalgam of sub-cultures Amalgamated Counterculture is no different, in principle, than the heavyhandedness of dominant culture. It has the same racist, classist, sexist and heterosexist bend, perhaps in different concentrations depending on the group, but then again, those same concentrations will vary from group to group of dominant norm subscribers. So even though I want there to be, or even though we think there's going to be a more nuanced or more interesting handling of certain topics (love, politics, art) within indie media, it's often just as blunt. I have a soft spot in my heart for Minor Threat, but something like that. Or Sleater-Kinney's last album.

Now, sometimes what you want is blatant pandering to the left. Trying to actually be an ethical person and perform ethical acts in a society that wants to walk a moral gray line that often dips into the outright depraved is difficult, and it can be frustrating, and sometimes you want the aural expression of that frustration to be manifest. It's comforting in that way, but most of the time, when you want interesting lyrics - and I guess I'm just weird that way... I want lyrics that do something novel or that invoke a novel feeling and don't just give me lovey-dovey bullshit or nave lefty handwaving this comforting bluntness won't do. Sophisticated songwriting is rare. I give a generous estimate of five percent to the amount of art that is doing something new - and of course you don't have to do something completely new to be interesting, and lots of people are often reviled for doing just that, but still, there's a high correlation between novelty and compellability. (And the other caveat is that just doing something new doesn't mean you're doing something interesting.)

Alright, so now that I've said being blunt is the rhetorical equivalent of being a piece of shit, let me try and make a case for when it can be used in an interesting way. My first introduction to hollAnd was roughly ten years ago. I was a freshman at Pitt and a trainee at WPTS, the student-run free form radio station. And I got to play lots of new music. And write reviews of new CDs. And so did my friend Kyle who had the luck of picking Your Orgasm to review. Trevor Kampmann's ability to make analog synths sound innovative immediately held our gaze (at the time, for novices such as us, analog synths had the legacy of 70s prog excess and 80s fey synthrock weighing them down. Thanks in part to bands like hollAnd and The Rentals, the sound was rehabilitated). And since then, I've excitedly followed Kampmann's music making career, excited for every new single or collaboration with Mark Borthwick. What I'm trying to say is, there's been a lot of excitement.

So, when I accidentally ran into the new hollAnd while traversing a P2P program, I got excited again. (Not physically, mind you. I can't. Some Freudian bullshit or something like that. But mentally. Or aesthetically.) And my first listens made me laugh. And it's still funny after twenty or more. The new hollAnd album uses bluntness to an incredible effect. Ostensibly an anti-war album, Kampmann is doing something much more sly with The Paris Hilton Mujahideen. It's left-leaning, sure, but ironically so.

After Talledega Nights (which had its moments, but overall suffered from that fact that I don't care about NASCAR in the slightest), my friend remarked that Ferrell and company were able to have their cake and eat it too, in that they made a movie that mocked NASCAR but at the same time appealed to a NASCAR-loving-audience and celebrated it to an extent. I think the same thing is going on with this album. Kampmann is taking the piss out of the left, but at the same time he genuinely means the things he's saying on the record. Blunt anti-war statements with nary a disguise in sight. So, it's ironic and at the same time sincere, which is a difficult feat to pull off. Usually when people attempt to make art that balances on such widely-separated chairs, the effort falls through to the floor. But here, the juxtaposition of political critique and pop music forces the binary to feel natural. It's an odd trick about pop music that's used quite well on the album. Usually it's sappy lyrics about longing or some other such claptrap that the pop smuggles into the blithe emotion we're forced to feel by the chord progressions. Here, though, there seems to be something much more subversive - getting people to actively consider dissent (and alright, opposition to the war at this point isn't so subversive, but the point still stands) - that makes me think Kampmann is doing something above and beyond the blunt prattling of the indie resistance set. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe this is just like bringing a puppet to a peace march. Could that take away from the fact that it's a great pop album?"
- Dave Bernabo, Fake Jazz
[RATING: 10 out of 12]



D Trevor Kampann

RELEASE DATE

January 16, 2007


FORMAT

compact disc

LENGTH

25 minutes, 46 seconds


CATALOGUE No.

Teen-Beat 400


DETAILS

1,000 pressed.


PACKAGE:
full-colour cardstock jacket.


LABEL:
nothing printed on label.


Disk:
bottom side coated in black, top side blank CD silver.


Original printing of 1,000 jackets not used because the back and front covers were reversed.


Printed by
Dorado Press, California.

Pressed by
Bellwether Mfg., Bloomington, Indiana.

DISCOGRAPHY


SINGLES

Coughing Up Stars
Neoprene So Tight


ALBUMS

Your Orgasm
Soundtrack for Synthetic Voices
Drums
I Steal and Do Drugs
The Paris Hilton Mujahideen
Love Fluxus
I Blow Up
Sodium Fawn


COMPILATIONS

Never Kept a Diary
Little Darla Has A Treat For You Vol.8
Little Darla Has A Treat For You Vol.9
Little Darla Has A Treat For You Vol.10
2000 Teenbeat Sampler
Reproductions
Darla 100
2001 Teenbeat Sampler
Little Darla Has A Treat For You Vol.16
2004 Teenbeat Sampler
Hear You Soon: Part One
Teen-Beat 20th Commemorative
Teen-Beat No.1 Record Label


SOFTWARE APPLICATIONS

I Blow Up
Sodium Fawn


SHORT FILM COLLECTIONS

I Steal and Do Drugs


ALSO

Teen-Beat's 19th Anniversary
Teen-Beat's 20th Anniversary
hollAnd Advertisement / Card
Teen-Beat Graphica Exhibition


RELATED

horse ing TWO=HIT See Saw


SONGS

1978
(Untitled)
30 Minute Song
Amateurs and Teens
Ambient
American Eyes
An Empire, a Sitcom Set
Angel Dust Bunny
Anna Winter Stasi
Anorexic Colt Herd
Apoplectic Variflex
Armies Sit Calm, Army's Sitcom
At the Bank
Audio Palindrome
Beep, Kiss
Bloodbath
Boolean Misery Index
Bruised Fruit
Bug
Butterfly Sun-Kissed
Chineezee Food
Clockwork Orange Airplane
Coughing Up Stars
Daisy Cutter Eyes
Deathship
Destroyer Bright
Dingo Such a Life
Edit
Face Against Your Thigh
Finished
Finnish Metal
French Grass
Human Beings Wow!
Head Reverb Inside Now
Henry Has Asthma
I Can See Bottom
I Like My Pulse
I Spit You Out
Imitation Sunshine
Important for China
In Another Language
Inside Breast
Inside Cushion Stars
Internet Superstar
Intro into Room 114
Jodie Foster's Army
Leaves Let Me Be
The Lebanon
Like Trees We Fall
Love Flux Us
Mil
Mint Missiles
Moon Cricket
Moon Dub
Neoprene So Tight
Oh, Death
On Cassette
Operation Snow White
Perfect Lineage Saved
Pollination
Professor Spence
Rapture Ready
Room 114
Satanic Effervescent Country Black
Sauvignon Blank
Sea Foam Army Green
She Acts Hi Shush
Shush
Six Four
Slap To This Day
Soft Box Hello
Soft-Core War
Soft Limit
Sparks
Spring Time
Stamp Stain
Suburb on the Euphrates
Sychophants
Tape
The Phone
Thigh Burning Velum
Three Women
Torso Your Mouth
Tranquilizer
Tumbleweeds Down Waverly
Turn Off the Century
Turpentine
Tylenol
Untitled
Varispeed
Vienna
Watership Drown
Westside Highway
White-Hot Minimal
Wrapped
You Are Ambient Noise
Your Eyes Like Violence
Your Face
Your Orgazum
Your Ships Gone Jo