best most grossly overhyped album of the year / most often found use for the word "chanteuse"

way back in april, i, along with most of the indie world, waited for the reminder with bated breath, sure that whatever leslie feist had cooked up since let it die was sure to astonish, amaze, and generally kick ass. in fact, one of mr. mammoth's earliest posts was about "my moon my man," the reminder's first single, and how excited i was for the album's release proper. i had only recently fallen in love with let it die, and was sure that her new album would equal its richness and complexity; i was prepared to be blown away. "my moon my man" had shocked me a little - feist sounded so clean and hip, the rustic warmth of "one evening" traded for postmodern self-awareness - and though i eventually warmed to its whirling chaos and stable beat, i secretly hoped that we'd get feist the lounge singer (à la "inside and out") as well as feist the chic.

it turns out we didn't really get either. with only a few exceptions, the reminder is overwhelmingly monochromatic, its songs colored by the gray brush of regret instead of the rainbow i had expected. what happened to feist? her old cheek peers through the cracks in the reminder, but it should really be the other way around. only five songs on the record feel upbeat, but they are neither seductive nor smoky enough to earn her the oft-used "chanteuse" label. the other eight songs are lethargic with minimal orchestration, yet one instrument in particular carries the others instead of working in tandem with them: feist's voice. it is the crux of her songs, and rightly so - it is one of the richest in contemporary music. yet even its lingering texture and timbre aren't quite enough of a justification for songs like "the park," wearyingly repetitive, or "how my heart behaves," another song that doesn't end soon enough. adding insult to injury is the fact that feist's voice suddenly doesn't seem versatile enough to carry nearly a full album of vocal-focal songs (it sounds funny when you say it out loud, alright?). she uses the same voice catches, the same open-throat singing style on every song - after a while, especially without decent instrumentation, it gets boring, the reminder's greatest downfall.

the reminder has been met by unceasing critical praise since its release, a year that has culminated with a slavish article by rolling stone and an appearance on many year-end lists, success based on a small core of great songs that has propelled the mediocre album (by a great artist) to popularity. though "my moon my man" was the reminder's first single, it was a different song that has raised feist's profile (and album sales) - the inimitably catchy "1 2 3 4." "1 2 3 4" garnered well-deserved praise for its patrick daughters-directed video even before it was adopted by apple for its ipod nano commerials, though its use by the sleek computing giant was responsible for its massive success. (on a side note, it's interesting to think about how uncontroversial that instance of song-licensing was, in a year marked by other, more troubling examples.) "1 2 3 4" and "my moon my man" (its video is also directed by daughters) are the reminder's best songs, and while there are a handful more good ones, i still cannot understand why the album (not just the songs, mind you) has been so well-received, when there are only five above decent cuts on there.

the reminder is a sad album, sad from the post-relationship, self-excoriating "so sorry" at the top of the album, sad to the post-relationship, self-excoriating "how my heart behaves" at the end of it. thankfully, feist makes some detours from melancholy, with exceptional results. "my moon my man" and "1 2 3 4" are only two examples; others include the countrified "past in present," the africanized "sealion woman," and the major chord-heavy "i feel it all," all upbeat, cheerful, and the best feist has to offer. unfortunately, those five are woefully incomparable to anything from let it die, and the rest of the album really doesn't cut it. on "the water" and "honey honey," feist's voice is at its best, though the pallid instrumentation isn't really enough to catch the ear. yet, incomprehensibly, it has been feist's coming out album , with over three quarters of a million sales worldwide, and has received near-universal love from music critics and fans. i just don't understand.

"past in present" & "1 2 3 4"

break the champagne on the hull of our new ship FREE

i'm taking this post as an opportunity to launch a new mr. mammoth posting line, which all the hotheads and chic queens in milan are vogueing this year: the free music series. i've gone back and added the slabco and daytrotter posts to this collection, and have a few posts planned to give you all the free music you can stand. i had several mammoth-sized epiphanies while riding home on the subway at 2 am last night, so keep your eyes peeled (over the next couple weeks) for new mr. mammoth developments. for now, let me say there's a whole live feist show over at shameless complacency, so skip to your lou and get your mouse on that action.

she's feisty, she gets around

since feist has been on everyone's lips this week, i thought i might as well toss my two cents in as well (she's fucking awesome). pitchfork posted her new video "1 2 3 4" earlier this week, and it's absolutely gorgeous, lots of bright colors and dancing, but i still prefer "my moon my man," the reminder's first single. arts & crafts is playing the reminder close to the vest, as only three songs have been leaked from the album (due to arrive on may 1 in the u.s. and canada).

i might've missed the press on the video for "my moon my man," (though i didnt see any) so i'm posting it here to compensate. shot in color, "my moon my man" is a black-and-white airport fantasy, sharing the same dreaminess and synchronized dancing that all feist videos have. the lighting in this video is beautiful, as abrupt and stark as moonlight itself, perfectly complementing the stylized choreography. my favorite part is in the middle, when the lights cycle on and off, illuminating feist and her dancing cast as statues for split seconds. my sister called feist "a biter" for using a moving sidewalk, apparently ripping off ok go's "here it goes again," but the differences are too great to be trivialized by this similarity. also, "my moon my man" is way sexier.

i also want to post a remix off the my moon my man single of that same song, performed by boys noise. feist is fond of remixes, having released a whole album of them, and i'd be surprised if more didn't surface after the reminder drops. also included is "the water," a b-side (though it's on the album as well). for those of you keeping track at home, feist has also been releasing webipsodes via myspace, including one of "my moon my man," but it's not the official video. also, i didnt hear about these webisodes until i wrote this post, so someone dropped the ball with publicizing them. bastards.

"my moon my man (boys noise remix)"
"the water"

from the reminder, available april 23 worldwide, may 1 in the u.s. and canada. check itunes for preorder info.

THIS JUST IN (courtesy of the music slut): follow her link for pre-sale feist tix at nyc's town hall, june 11. username: feist, password: tickets. it's that easy.