[Editor’s note: This is not Charles Ubaghs]
Post digital-boom, music – or at least the type of music that normally interests sites like the Quietus – has swung between a noise/nice axis dominated at the extreme ends by Sunn O)))โs bearded monolithic doomscapes and Fleet Foxes’ equally hairy cherubim folk. Between them, youโll find LCD Soundsystem, Vampire Weekendโs yuppie indie (yinde?), Liarsโ avant-rock, the lo-fi tykes and their glo-fi cousins, to name but a few.
Most of these bands have plotted out their place on the great musical graph via a hoary pillaging of the past. Often serving as their lone calling card, itโs a trait that has yet to be shaken from the collective consciousness. The early 90s, no matter how much weโve argued against it, continues to sink its grunge check and smiley face covered claws into the cultural psyche. But even with the hype-zombies continuing to strip what flesh remains from the bleached bones of recent musical history, the noise/nice axis has never properly embraced a notion that, in its purest form, only goes by one name: smooth.
Best associated with whatโs now identified as Yacht Rock – the late 70s/early 80s AOR of Hall & Oates, Christopher Cross etc โ smooth is a sound that pulsates to a softer rhythm, full of rounded shapes instead of the hard angles favoured in the naughts. Even the likes of Fleet Foxes fall into this post-millennial camp of sharpened edges. As ‘nice’ as their music is, as coffee shop friendly as it sounds, they and their choirboy ilk peddle a narrow, shrill interpretation of pretty, and pretty is never smooth. It lacks the underlying swing of smooth at its ‘I Canโt Go for That’ finest.
Ask any youthful, urban dwelling moustache wearer in tight slacks what smooth is and theyโll point you towards soft rock. Dig around a little, though, and youโll also find something smooth in classic R&B, Barry Whiteโs lover man bass and Marvin Gaye at his hip-swivelling, pore opening best. Is smooth just easy listening with an R&B bent, then? No. Smooth is easy to listen to but filing it away under easy listening means lumping it in with the saccharine bleating of Michael Buble and The Feeling; a band whose claims of allegiance to the best of the softies falls flat, thanks, in large part, to a lack of affinity with the vintage soul that inspired their blue-eyed forefathers.
The 21st century has so far been a decidedly unsmooth place. But, as youโve likely inferred from the title, smooth is finally making a comeback. A comeback thankfully devoid of American Apparel-clad hipster irony and the false idol of the guilty pleasure – a term that holds little currency today, especially when defining oneself through cultural consumption, often from a stance of opposition to the wider culture, is an increasingly futile pursuit. Our ability to access almost all music ever made with just the push of a button has been slowly weakening this particularly virulent strain of puritanical elitism for some time now. Itโs perhaps unsurprising then that the leaders of the new smooth are a disparate bunch whose ranks stretch across international borders and genre divides.
Leading this unlikely charge is Minneapolis ‘supergroup’ Gayngs. Featuring members of Solid Gold, Rhymesayers and Mr. Justin โBon Iverโ Vernon, the groupโs debut, Relayted, takes its inspiration from the multitrack musings of 10CCโs ‘Iโm Not in Love’ and uses it as the foundation for all 10 tracks on the album, 10 tracks they claim to have recorded at a groan inducing 69bpm. On paper, the story behind the album reads like directions for planting oneโs tongue firmly into cheek, as written by a bunch of prankster indie rockers. Press play, though, and youโll find a perfectly formed mix of psychedlia, pop and electro-funk slow jamz that would make even the Paisley one proud, a point recently verified by Princeโs backstage appearance at a recent Gayngsโ gig.
Relayted is one of the yearโs finest, and it hits the mark without adopting the ‘Look! Donโt I sound and move just like
Eyebrow raising, perhaps, but Warren G paid his own dues to the Yacht Rockers when he sampled Michael McDonaldโs ‘I Keep Forgetinโ (Every Time Youโre Near)’ on ‘Regulate’, and g-funk is in turn the one near constant youโll find among other practitioners of the new smooth. Oriolโs Planet MU debut, Day and Night, is dripping with g-funk style electro and saxophones โ perhaps the smoothest, if arguably most maligned, instrument in existence. Flying Lotus also incorporates elements of ‘g’ into his work. His latest, Cosmogramma, is more rooted in jazz than g-funk but Fly-lo still finds time to explore smooth sounds in-between his DMT fuelled excursions into the outer reaches. Itโs efforts like his that are bringing softer sounds back to the bleeding edges of electronic music; a place that has been lacking in smooth since the late 90s, horror show deluge of Now That’s What I Call Chillout compilations.
Closer to home, those softer noises can be found interspersed between the bouncing beats of South Londonโs James Blake. Labelled post-dubstep by some, Blake one-ups peers like Joy Orbison by stepping up to the mic and singing. Listen carefully amidst the warping and samples and youโll hear a pair of honeyed vocals that, influenced in part by Bon Iverโs backwoods croon, would make Plan B grovel at Blakeโs feet.
Little surprise that The xx are fans of Blake. Their lauded debut may not have been labelled smooth by the pundits last year but it has helped push smooth sounding music back into the critical spotlight thanks to a seductive mix of modern R&B, Burialโs night bus soundscapes and guitar tones cribbed from ‘Wicked Game’- a late addition to the smooth cannon that Gayngs/Solid Gold members have been known to cover live. The xx are, in essence, Sade for a generation of dubstep loving indie kids.
There are other recent torchbearers of the new smooth. Canadian synth duo Junior Boys have long professed their love of smooth – singer Jeremy Greenspan has openly admitted that legendary smooth drummer Jeff Porcaro was a key influence on last yearโs underrated Begone Dull Care.
Of course, no rant on the return of smooth would be complete without a mention of L.A.โs Ariel Pink, the only man in underground indie to ever successfully draw a line between Guided by Voices and Gerry Rafferty. Pinkโs turn the A.M. radio dial and see what comes out aesthetic has often landed upon a smooth station. Itโs a sound heโs toyed with for years and itโs finally culminated in the pop gloss of this yearโs ‘Round and Round’ – a song so smooth, even Hall & Oates would have difficulties keeping a permed grip on it.
Believers in the fading notion of what constitutes ‘proper music’ may balk at the suggestion that smooth is now a credible form. Admittedly, thereโll always be an element of naff joy associated with the original Yacht Rockers, one thatโs still being celebrated by the numerous Yacht Rock nights that have popped up in recent years. Brush aside the dogmatic stance and anachronistic thrills, though, and whatโs left are the seeds for something new, something that just might illuminate a clear path to the post-tribal future weโve been blindly careening towards these past ten years. Weโve done nice, weโve done noise and now itโs time to make room for smooth. Bring on the velvet revolution.
