Tag: Quirkiness

Vol. I & Vol. II

I finally acquired these two beauties…

Photo by me, art design by Fabien Peterson (Vol.I) and Arielle Corbeau (Vol. II)

Like many other fans of this band, I’ve been waiting for MONTHS to get my hot little hands on these two beauties. I’ve seen many pictures of these records on my social media feeds, and it makes me happy that we all have our little grails. But what of the actual objects? Were they worth the wait?

It’s worth noting that both albums have been available to us online. We have been able to turn on the interwaves and find all 12 of these tracks (6 per disc, 3 per side) any time we wanted, for the price of whatever we’re paying for our internet hookup anyway. Then we can stream them for “free,” meaning you might have to deal with ads or perhaps a subscription price. Youtube also has many audience recordings of their current ongoing tour, so any of these tracks that they’ve brought to the stage, you can most likely see a shaky hand-held cam video of with muddy-ass sound as an added bonus.

And yeah, I’ve done that a bunch. Short of turning this exercise into a defense of buying physical media in an age when all of this stuff is RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF YOU ON THE CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER, I can only tell you that I’m happy to have these particular objects in my posession, in the context intended by the makers of this music. YMMV.

I can also tell you that I have seen these 2 albums listed on eBay for a grand.

Vol. I includes two songs titled after foods the band has been known to throw into the crowd at shows. In each case, I find them to be the weaker tunes on the album. Tohogd (hot dog) sounds like an early effort, something the brothers made when figuring out how to do this act. Sahardnieh (sardines) sounds a bit more fully realized, but sits between two tracks I find more interesting and more complete. Side one has what I think is the best song on the record — Sherpa — but overall, side two is the stronger set. By overreaching extension, I derive the impression that this band has far more to offer us than its baser, more novety-ish impulses.

But then, I feel a little presumptuous in trying to separate out intentions I’m not privy to. And I will remind that the first thing that made me perk up and listen was their stage presentation — the very gimmickiness that I set at the base of their approach. Still, between Ababa Hotel and Sahardnieh, I’m absolutely going to point you to the former as a fine demonstration of what this band can do, and Sahardnieh as a slightly lesser, but still vital representation of what the band identity.

Side 1 of Vol. II is the high point of their recorded work, in my opinion. It’s like a combination of Eno and “Pleasant Valley Sunday” with a bit of krautrock flavor mixed in. It’s also very precise and funky af. Again, and not for the last time… AdP are very good players. These songs are structured brilliantly, the humor is fully present. As I listen through these three songs — “Fabienk,” “Mata Zyklek” (My favorite Angine de Poitrine song,) and “Sarniezz” — I feel a thrill at brilliant new music that I haven’t felt in a good long while. Each new track makes me want to dance, makes me smile, makes me glad I’m here to experience this young band who have found new ways to bring out these responses in me.

And the music holds up without the costumes. That may be the best thing that comes from listening to the vinyl. Without the extra stimulus of those whacked-out (but very cleverly designed) outfits, the experience is just the players — Khn and Klek — and the aural environment they create. Khn uses the microtonality of his instrument(s) in an absolutely tasteful way. The “extra” notes are never just extra — they are an augmentation, an extension of the possibilities available.

One of the most impressive passages here, the end of the first section of “Utzp,” the side 2 opener, is a layering of harmonies, each new layer incorporating microtonality as each new part comes in and keeping things consonant and propulsive as Khn surprises us each time things come around again.

And side 2 of this album doesn’t disappoint, even though I think they rightly chose side 1 as the bulk of that KEXP live set that everybody saw (myself included) and turned them into the most exciting thing in rock music in 2026. The ideas keep flowing, the execution is in all cases flawless and fun.

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Tod Maffin

Canadian Wants US Citizens to Become Canadians

I watch an inordinate amount of Youtube. I find video makers I like and I stick with them for years. I’m always finding new people to follow. My tastes are quite idiosyncratic. I do a few AMSR things — rug cleaning, pet grooming, and wood turning among them, I follow tons of lefty political pundits, different musicians, especially bass players (I play), fantasy book bloggers, prog bloggers, little town drive-arounds…

There’s such a wide range of stuff on YouTube to pay attention to, and good content doesn’t necessarily happen in particular categories. My YouTube habits do reflect my interests, of course, but I seem to regularly find new things to be interested in.

A recent find’s name is Tod Maffin. The page I linked to labels him a “Canadian Identity Commentator.” He’s a public personage “up there:” does – his website claims – 40 public events a year. Used to be a radio host on CBC radio. I suss out from the info around him that he’s fairly corporate, though not overbearingly so. Check out the video after the link above, you’ll get a pretty good idea of his schtick and why I like it.

Tod Maffin, probably on the street in Vancouver, but it sure looks like he’s in Brookline Village.

What he’s up to is pretty straightforward. He’s an ambassador for Canadian life. His most immediate call to action is to get US healthcare workers who are suffering in the current environment to relocate. My feelings about this are mixed, because I’m an American and I want good health care people to be here, but I can understand the allure of moving to a place that has a sensible and human-oriented system. I mean, Jeez, I’d like to move there myself!

From his point of view, it’s smart and compassionate work. For me, it’s bittersweet, because if we didn’t have the clowns we have running things, Maffin’s gambit would feel a lot less like a rescue operation. But we live in the world we live in. And with the terminal toddler nitwits we have running things, it’s reassuring that just to the north of me, there is a functioning society full of nice people. Not people without problems (anyone with no problems is in the cemetery,) not people living in a utopia (any country where someone like Pierre Poilievre is a prominent national politician is no utopia,) but people who do civility like they were born to it, and also people who recognize that part of civil life is the duty to take care of each other.

And that’s what Tod Maffin advocates for, and works to sell Canada as, to those who can help it become even better at that for its people. And though he focuses on healthcare workers, he’s pretty expansive. Here’s the video I saw that originally piqued my interest:

I’ve since watched a dozen or so other videos of his, and have enjoyed them all. He talks about various topics, but in every video I’ve seen, he centers Canadian identity.

He’s worth your time. Check him out. And maybe he can put in a good word for New England. I know a lot of us would happily switch over.

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