How many favorite albums never grace your ears anymore? Without physical media in front of me full-time, artists and albums are forgotten. But at the right time, when my head is empty, a mention of an act triggers a coveted recollection. Earlier this week, a friend referenced Death Cab for Cutie, this mention instantaneously brought to mind Home, Vol. 5 with Benjamin Gibbard: a forgotten eight song split EP with Andrew Kenny – the creative force behind now-defunct American Analog Set. The EP is a tender collection of home themed unplugged songs, each soulfully represented by Benjamin and Andrew. A stripped-down acoustic approach to storytelling makes the listener home in on the few elements presented: the strength and sincerity of that artist’s voice, his/her message they wish to convey, and nothing unnecessary to distract you.
Excellent timing for that sparked memory because New Music Friday brought us “Proxima B” from Gibbard with the b-side housing “Filler”, a Minor Threat reinterpretation.
Gibbard has been another generous artist entertaining us with live streams. “Proxima B” was initially heard virtually, but in studio form comes alive with full instrumentation. It’s a mid-tempo, bright journey where the final destination is the unknown
Gibbard’s inspiration for “Proxima B”:
“It’s about a planet that was discovered deep, deep in the cosmos, called Proxima B. The three things you need to know about Proxima B to understand the song are: One, there’s a planet called Proxima B that they think has water on it. It’s somewhat Earth-like. Secondly, it orbits the star called Centauri. And three, there’s been a lot of talk of ‘Ooh, maybe we can get there at some point.’ So I wrote this song in response to that.”
Minor Threat’s “Filler” is 93 seconds of fast-paced thrashing potentially erupting in chaos and resentment; Benjamin’s cover is practically double the length and trades fuzzy rage for minor piano chords creating a somber ballad. Where the original is a fast-burning wick of a track, Gibbard stomps out the fiery madness and creates something suitable for a dinner party.
Gibbard’s historical output is worth returning to. Thankfully he is now at the forefront of my musical repertoire, like a worn-out record in your crate reminding you of its glory.
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