James: Father of the Bride isn’t as chock full of catchy songs like their previous releases. It’s been six long years for fans of Vampire Weekend. Halsey Cancels Manic World Tour: 'Safety Is the Priority', Larry King, Veteran TV and Radio Host, Dead at 87, Bernie Sanders Turned His Inauguration Meme Into a Sweatshirt for Charity, The Photographer Behind the Bernie Sanders Chair Meme Tells All, How to Watch UFC 257 Online: Live Stream Conor McGregor vs. Dustin Poirier on ESPN+. Why not. “Sooner or later the story gets told,” Koenig sings in “Unbearably White.” “To tell it myself would be unbearably bold.” Then he tells it to extremes. “Hallelujah you’re still mine/All I did was waste your time,” Koenig croons in the campy finale “We Belong Together,” which evokes Kanye West producing Wings’ “Mull of Kintyre.”. Just as indie bands like Pavement cautiously resuscitated the ’70s rock that came before them, Vampire Weekend have resuscitated—or recolonized, you could say—the multicultural boomer sounds of the ’90s, when bands like the Gipsy Kings and the Chieftains moved into the American market, when the Indigo Girls and Rusted Root helped constellate a folksy alternative to the punk-derived sound of “alternative music.”. Now we have Father of the Bride —a looser, broader album than Modern Vampires, the great sigh after a long holding of breath. (Hey, you, remember Tevas? “Unbearably White” could easily be read as Koenig’s self-deprecating twist on his singing and his band: Vampire Weekend’s Ivy League origins, the breezy Afro-Caribbean cadence of their early records. Father of the Bride is the first legitimate disappointment in the Vampire Weekend catalog, insofar as a .300 career batter might have an off year at .240. Send us a tip using our anonymous form. The reformed Vampire Weekend has produced perhaps the most scenic and thematically spectral record of the year. Music Vampire Weekend’s New Album Is Their Least Cool and Maybe Their Best On Father of the Bride, the indie veterans abandon hipsterism in search of deeper self-reflection. When he titles a song "Unbearably White," he knows the listener will think of the unbearable whiteness of Vampire Weekend. There are no verses, only choruses, iterated four times total. Peace Frogs? It’s easily Father of the Bride by the impetuously named Vampire Weekend. Of nothing. There are still moments of conflict, but in general, you get the sense the band is just relieved to have run the gauntlet of their existential doubts and come out relatively unscathed, grateful to be here. Their third and last album, 2013’s Modern Vampires of the City, felt almost haunted, every line crammed with allusion, every space stuffed with weird, processed sounds. Still, it takes a certain kind of bravery to feel the weight of lightness, to admit that things are okay. Father of the Bride, the long awaited fourth Vampire Weekend album, is partly a chronicle of the experience of settling down. In the process of doing so, they add at least a handful of brilliant tracks to their discography. Now we have Father of the Bride—a looser, broader album than Modern Vampires, the great sigh after a long holding of breath. Frontman Ezra Koenig relocated to Los Angeles, made an animated series for Netflix (“Neo Yokio”) and became a parent; Rostam Batmanglij—the band’s Swiss Army knife and in-house producer—worked with Carly Rae Jepsen and Charli XCX, leaving Vampire Weekend in 2016 to work on solo music; the band has lived inside a pregnant pause. Father of the Bride is so zealously detailed and meticulously contoured that you easily sink into its inventions: the whirl of country picking, surf-guitar twang and classical interlude in “Harmony Hall”; the loopy hip-hop of “Sunflower” with its creeping-vocal riff; the Soweto-like bounce and AutoTuned-Beach Boys-style chorale in “Flower Moon.” But this is ear candy loaded with trouble. Stylistically, Father of the Bride is much different than Vampire Weekend, Contra, and Modern Vampires of the City.How does FOTB fit into their existing catalog? At 18 songs in under an hour, Vampire Weekend’s first album in six years sounds at first like a manic effort to make up lost time. ); Want more Rolling Stone? But Vampire Weekend now look like the smartest guys in the room, marshalling a sumptuous, emotionally complex music perfect in this pop moment. It felt, appropriately, like the band’s then-home of New York, a place where you can’t take a walk around the block without feeling like you’re bothering the dead. And despite their superficial politeness, there was something deeply antagonistic about them, the vestigial bite of suburban kids who grew up loving punk and hardcore but never quite felt entitled to its anger, the indie-rock band bent on breaking up the monopoly rock held over guitar-based music. For a band historically obsessed by the manmade world, its technology, its culture, and its flood of proper nouns, Father is relatively naturalistic, less reference-heavy and confined to its head. jwplayer('jwplayer_c132tQIF_zFOPDjEV_div').setup( Though I had driven up to Kingston to see one of Vampire Weekend’s New York … Nor could you deny that the song that follows—a violent, gothy piece of flamenco that features a club-jazz breakdown and ends in a hail of heavy-metal drums—is the most absurdly serious piece of music here, and incidentally, one of the best. In tow come the Grateful Dead-style guitar solos (“Harmony Hall”), the summer-camp singalongs (“We Belong Together”), the Beatles-y meditations on cosmic insignificance (“Big Blue”). Multi-instrumentalist Rostam Batmanglij left in early 2016, insisting he would still work with Koenig. But Vampire Weekend have never been that legible, nor is being legible any better than being a little obscure. A glass of wine? “There’s always been that part of me [where] I see people beating up on something and I just wanna be like, ‘What’s really going on here?’” Koenig said on a recent episode of his online radio show, “Time Crisis.” For years, Vampire Weekend have implicitly threatened—in their perverse, contrarian, head-of-the-class way—to sound like Phish; Father marks the moment the threat becomes a promise. When Vampire Weekend started, that … Even the silences crackled with old life, a poster on a city street stripped away to reveal the fragment of poster underneath. Caution: The review you are about to read was written by a die-hard Vampire Weekend fan, and though the author attempts to provide a nuanced perspective, she largely fails.. On the eve of the release of “Father of the Bride,” I found myself in Kingston, New York. Year in Review: The 10 Best Reissues of 2020, Before the Landslide: Inside the Early Years of Fleetwood Mac. Father is the first time they’ve sounded overlong, the first time they haven’t sounded almost incandescently vital, but that doesn’t mean they’ve stopped moving; if anything, with the exception of “Rich Man”—a lilting nursery rhyme that mixes a Celtic reel with a sample of the amazing Sierra Leonean palm-wine singer S.E. Papyrus?) Vampire Weekend were late arrivals, lacking the Strokes’ switch-blade attitude and the art-punk edge of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. “I think I take myself too serious,” guest guitarist Steve Lacy mutters at the beginning of “Sympathy.” “It’s not that serious.” Fair enough, but you can’t say a precedent wasn’t set. And in his trilogy of duets with Danielle Haim (of the Los Angeles trio Haim), spread across the album like a serial, the two joust from breakup to happy-ever-after like an indie-rock version of Johnny and June Cash. Many have discussed Father of the Bride as the sound of Vampire Weekend mellowing out, a metaphor for the brash precociousness of your 20s evolving into … In “How Long,” Koenig undercuts the comic flair – funky-Seventies guitar, foghorn synth – with snarky bitterness. The lyrics, to my understanding, attempt to reconcile individuality with the metaphysical aspects of marriage and ecology, particularly our own kinship with earth in relation to how we identify and categorize ourselves economically, religiously, and so on. Much has changed for Vampire Weekend between this album and their last, 2013’s Modern Vampires of the City. © Copyright 2021 Rolling Stone, LLC, a subsidiary of Penske Business Media, LLC. Aside from the New Order-style inferno “Sympathy” and the flashback to Van Morrison’s “Brown Eyed Girl” in “This Life,” there is very little rock on Father of the Bride, at least of the kind that defined New York’s turn-of-the-millennium guitar-band boom. From the beginning, Vampire Weekend were winners: charming, relatively lighthearted; Columbia students one year, festival headliners the next. More than anything, Father makes me think of something like Bob Dylan circa Self Portrait and New Morning: The sound of an artist trying to backpedal, in a fascinating, sometimes antagonistic way, on the gravity they had worked so hard to cultivate. “I used to freeze on the dance floor, I watched the icebergs from the shore,” Koenig sings on “Stranger,” “But you got the heat on, kettle screaming/Don’t need to freeze anymore.” Corny, but that’s life sometimes. And with that, the wallflower peels away from the wall and starts to dance. A darling indie act, made for college radio and for folks who love being emo on the downlow, Father of the Bride is the closest I'd say Vampire Weekend would ever come to giving us a true sequel to 2010's Contra.The latter was one of their most melodic pieces of work ever, and I'm glad this album's been worth the … Vampire Weekend return with a shaggy, sprawling double album all about rebirth, contentment, and the reclamation of light. The message is sincere, but the sound bristles with intellectual awareness, the protection you wear when wading into bad taste. What’s the Difference Between N95 Masks and KN95 Masks? By Dani Walpole. Vampire Weekend, Father of the Bride, review: joyous indie rock with a touch of intellectual grit 4. The music (produced again in part by Modern Vampires collaborator Ariel Rechtshaid, with a few cameos by Batmanglij) is accordingly sunny, celebratory, redolent at times of country, ABBA, lounge music (“My Mistake”) and Brazilian jazz (“Flower Moon”) and the barefoot exultations of Van Morrison (“This Life”). Album Review. Aside from “Harmony Hall,” very little stuck with me right off the bat, and as I revisit the album, little else sticks with me. Of waiting. Koenig said he wanted to try to write songs where a listener didn’t have to do too much legwork to figure out who might be singing them; to be clear, immediate, to conjure the myth of Ordinary People—you know, like country music. I miss the restlessness of Contra, the grandeur of Modern Vampires, the way the band used to sound anxious and self-examining about their privilege but now seem oblivious. In time, they grew bigger, denser, more serious. It is a sprawling, intricate masterpiece that features some of their most unique songs to date. Founding member Rostam Batmanglij left to pursue his solo career, while Ezra Koenig left the East Coast to settle in Los Angeles. Here's how "Father of the Bride" compares to Vampire Weekend's other work: 2008 Vampire Weekend: Four and a Half Stars 2010 Contra: Four Stars They should never attempt to make "The Wall" (1979), and they are also not Prince, and should never attempt to make a "Sign 'O' the Times" (1987). Vampire Weekend's foibles on Father of the Bride, more often than not, derive less from their own musical ideas and more from the exhaustion inherent to writing a lengthy piece of music. Vampire Weekend fans had plenty of reason for apprehension by the time Father Of The Bride was announced: Frontman and CEO Ezra Koenig had referred to the New York band’s nearly flawless first three albums as a trilogy, now ended, which seemed to imply some kind of radical shift.Koenig’s main creative partner in the band, multi-instrumentalist and producer … They had cute sweaters and smart jokes; they wrote with wit and curiosity about the tapestry of privileged life; they carried themselves with an almost infuriating sparkle. In fact, the title comes from images of chilly, suffocating emptiness (heavy snow on the verge of an avalanche; a blank diary page awaiting confession), served with slinky guitar, fluid jazz-fusion bass and fluttering orchestration. Make it white, and if you’ve got it, a little ice. Rogie—the music here is as big of a step away from Modern Vampires as Modern Vampires was from Contra. Vampire Weekend Father Of The Bride Columbia Records After nearly six years and the departure of multi-instrumentalist and producer Rostam Batmanglij, Vampire Weekend has released their fourth album Father of the Bride. Several of the songs (“Hold You Now,” “Married in a Gold Rush,” “We Belong Together”) are literal duets between Koenig and Haim’s Danielle Haim—the sound not of one person thinking it through but two people hashing it out, of yin slowly reconciling itself to yang. Vampire Weekend Father of the Bride (Spring Snow/Columbia) Buy it from Insound Though not confirmed at the time, Modern Vampires of the City, Vampire Weekend's third effort, sounded like it'd be the last we'd hear from the then NYC outfit in a while. Six years of silence. Of course, the garden—that fertile, innocent place we dwelled before civilization led us astray—is and has always been a fantasy, and home is never home again after one leaves. 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