The nerd rock genre is generally considered to begin with Daniel Johnston and end with Beck. Of course, to say the style is dead would be foolish – don’t forget about the not-at-all-one-hit-wonders They Might Be Giants. Despite folk turning in weird new directions since those late 90’s heydays, plenty of artists are content to keep their music stripped back to the bare essentials. The turn of the decade saw the emergence of a second wave of lo-fi rockers, and amongst them was New Yorker Jeffery Lewis. A dedicated comic artist and part-time musician, Lewis found himself signed to Rough Trade in 1998 and released his debut long player in 2002. In between a range of current projects, including a supposed illustrated biography of Barack Obama, and a 2008 spent almost entirely on the road, Lewis found the time to record yet another collection of idiosyncratic ditties.
Em Are I is his fourth original album, after his Crass tribute album 12 Crass Songs, and his first to officially include his touring band, brother Jack and drummer Dave Beauchamp, otherwise known as the Junkyard. It’s a fitting soubriquet, as most of the album feels as if it could have been written by a bitter version of Fat Albert’s musical crew, using anything nearby for percussion. Opener “Slogans” is a frenetic rock song perfectly setting the tone for the hi-lo-fi sprawl to follow. “Roll Bus Roll” and lead single “To Be Objectified” focus more on the lyric and seem almost incidental compared to other tracks which bust out of the gate with a sudden urge to rock. The main offender/exhibitor in this regard is the prancing Keef Richards-inspired “Broken Broken Broken Heart”.


Fuzzy genre-hopping oddities? Stadium sized harmonies built around one dude? Rich indie pedigree? Nonsensical moniker? Welcome to the latest in the batch of solo adventures from frontmen with some spare time in the studio. This time around we peck into the synapses of Michael Johnson, formerly of Lilys and Holypaw, operating as Ape School. His second solo work is sure to be lost amongst higher profile efforts doing essentially the same gimmick. Throughout the course of the self-titled menagerie Johnson mimics practically every sound that can be produced electronically, without sounding overly electronic. Simultaneously, his range of influences aren’t just worn on his sleeves, his entire outfit is coated in badges and/or patches. Or at least it would be, if his kind wore any clothing. I promise that’s the last monkey joke.


Its great when incredibly uplifting and lushly produced music seemingly comes out of nowhere, which definitely seemed the case with the latest release from Yppah, a ninja tune artist that has seemingly flown under the radar during the release of his debut in 2006. With any luck his second outing ‘They Know What Ghost Know‘ will catch the right ears and lend its wonderful sounds to the world, as it is an excellent blend of electro-acoustic mash-up with soulful beats is a great blast of bullshit free music. An entertaining listen from start to finish that acts as the soundtrack to any exciting summer excursion. Seriously, if you didn’t spot it already, his name is ‘Happy’ backwards - enough said.
