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M83, Saturdays=Youth

Ever wondered what a John Hughes film would sound like if set to music twenty years after it was made?

This is it.

I was first exposed to M83 when Gary put ‘Run Into Flowers’ off their first album on a mix CD for me. It was pleasant enough to make it onto the iPod, but nothing completely mind-blowing. And up until now, I’d never had a ton of interest in owning any of their albums, especially because since that mix appearance, several other excellent M83 songs and remixes have come into my possession, courtesy of various other mixes. So I figured “Why buy the cow when I can get the (best of the) milk for free?” My friends were doing all the leg-work for me.

Now here I am, seriously considering snapping up all three M83 full-lengths, including just-released Saturdays=Youth. It’s kind of stupefying how ridiculously catchy and joy-inducing new single ‘Graveyard Girl’ is. A sublime synthesis of shoegaze distortion and new wave tunefulness, featuring an up-front, jangly guitar sound that may have been what I was missing from M83’s other work. And thematically, you can’t get much further up my alley than a song about a mopey-but-cute pseudo-goth chick vainly wishing the captain of the basketball team will notice her (Pink Candle Breakfast Club anyone?)

The Cure,

There are only a handful of “modern” bands out there that achieved their success on such a massive but also long-term scale that with each new album they released, they were able to please their core fan base while always bringing new listeners into the fold. A few spring to mind, but not a ton: R.E.M., U2, Radiohead, Blur, The Dismemberment Plan, Death Cab For Cutie, and to a lesser extent Nada Surf (don’t snicker–they’ve done some pretty amazing things since ‘Popular’). Another of these bands would definitely be The Cure.

For every album they’ve released, there is a distinctive segment of their fan base that owes their fandom to that particular album; there are people that love the more truly “gothic” stylings of Faith, Seventeen Seconds, and Pornography, while others prefer the exploratory pop of The Head on the Door, Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me, Disintegration, and Wild Mood Swings. For me, though, it doesn’t get any better than the unabashed straight-up guitar-pop of 1992’s Wish. Back during the apex of my Cure fanaticism (oh, eleventh grade!), I read an interesting review of the album which posited that while Disintegration was singer Robert Smith’s ode to the band’s male fans, Wish was (I’m paraphrasing here) “an open love letter to the band’s female audience.” What does that say about me? Nothing more than that I’m a well-balanced individual, I hope. But anyway, I’m not sure if I entirely agree with the assessment. I like to think of the two albums as bookends of a 4-5 year period, with Disintegration representing Smith’s stretching of his pop-craft to the breaking point within the context of a coherent thematic song cycle. Wish bookends this period by offering the same focus and purpose of Disintegration, but with tighter precision. Track lengths are shorter, melodies are brighter, and the production is less ethereal and murky. This poppy single-mindedness was so inspiring that it spilled over into the era’s outtakes and b-sides, of which ‘Halo’ is possibly the most impressive.

A classic example of “a B that shoulda been an A”, ‘Halo’ first appeared on the single for ‘Friday I’m In Love’. There’s an effortless joy to this song, from the simplicity of the lyrical sentiment equating a love interest with a member of the Heavenly host to the interwoven, layered instrumental melodies throughout. Personally, as much as I love ‘Friday I’m In Love’, ‘Halo’ stands up the most to repeated listens and probably should have at least made it onto the album, if not been selected for a single A-side.