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Phoenix Az
Mr. Meeble: Flying in the face of earthly convention,
Mr. Meeble issues a warning to everyone who checks out their indie debut
album: Never Trust The Chinese. Between its title and content - this Phoenix
based trio's sensual and soulful pop meets dark electronica record is bound to
drop jaws, turn heads and offend, oh, maybe about a billion people. But it's
nothing personal well, except for the one nameless female who inspired this
collection of songs that tell stories of the denial and despair of lost love,
personal accountability, remembering, mourning and finally, just maybe, a
glimmer of hope.
Like their nearest 'sounds kinda like' cousins, Mr. Meeble incorporates both
stellar instrumental work and an ethos of lyrical authenticity. Reminiscent of
fellow French band Air, NTTC has moments of smooth, breathy vocals over spacey
synths, chilled-out Rhodes and orchestral strings. At other times, it sounds
similar to Thom Yorke's Eraser with its emotive, pained vocals over minimal,
tense electronics. Those familiar with Massive Attack's Mezzanine will identify
with NTTC's dark, plodding and ominous vibe. The curious mix of stops,
glitches, pops, whizzes, bleeps, stutters, and scratches together with sweeping,
sometimes unnerving, visceral emotion is as close to opposites becoming
singularly effective as you will find in music, or any art form, for that
matter. Named after an accidental sound made from Styrofoam,
Mr. Meeble has developed a hybrid style so unique that critics are having to
dig deep into their creative well to describe it. Jason Farrell, of Fender
Guitars, hits the nail on the head when he says of Chinese: "At once deliciously
vintage and über-futuristic, Mr. Meeble conjures up the comforting subconscious
sounds of 70's one hit wonders mashed within songs destined for next
millennium's soundtrack for space travel modern, filmy and altogether
otherworldly." Scott Lemerand adds: "This is the music of rust colored skylines
and forgotten alleys, the shimmering reflection of streetlights in rain puddles
that exists outside the stereo, it manipulates the mind and brings forth images
both eerie and enjoyable. While NTTC is, in one vein, a very unusual,
experimental record, it is also a very smart pop record. This is pop music for
people who don't like pop music."
Mr. Meeble was born as an electronic echo of the cosmos for those who are to
travel through it, and not because any one member professes to being an
accomplished musician. They are all native Parisians who met through their work
developing Styrofoam accessories for the French National Space Agency (CNES).
When cosmonauts in the CNES requested music for their maiden voyage, Devin
Fleenor volunteered for the project and recruited Blain Klitzke and Michael
Plaster. "Releasing albums and playing concerts was an unexpected consequence
of our work. Our primary allegiance will always be to the CNES," proclaims
Fleenor, who is the band's front man, producer, and vocalist. "We're noise
manglers and sound benders," explains Klitzke, evoking an image of the trio
dressed in lab coats, maniacally assaulting a phonograph with an assortment of
bizarre utensils and melted rubber. He and Plaster provide the rich,
intricately placed mortar to Fleenor's track-building vision; Klitzke
co-produces, designs sounds, and crafts beats, while Plaster contributes with
lyrics and songwriting.
The first track on Never Trust the Chinese, "Fine", introduces listeners to the
band by featuring Devin's faraway, dreamy vocals explaining away his inevitable
cynicism within a cushy, extremely hum-able melody. "Dragonfly" is a more
upbeat, optimistic tune displaying the album's lighter pop and soul
sensibilities. The blissful mix of instruments and quirky vocal arrangements
are not unlike their retro-rocking, electronics-infused counterpart, Stereolab.
Moby and his use of vintage blues elements comes to mind with "It All Came to
Pass". The song issues forth a slow, lamenting, soul-filled groove founded on
an unpredictable beat that meanders into bursts of electronic bites, evoking an
image of a New Orleans Bayou thrust a century into the future. The emotional
apex of NTTC is "A Ton Of Bricks," where the calm of an amazing love is slowly
smashed into bits by chaos and pain. "The lyrics are dark, introspective,
vulnerable, and simple without sounding common or cliché," says Fleenor. "The
album runs like a progression of feeling imminent doom, to that doom hitting you
straight in the head, and on through the aftermath."
Whether it is the lifelong battle between practicality and ideology within the
human soul; the disparities concerning men vs. women; or the epic struggle
between life and death, our desires, proclivities, and emotions are
significantly influenced by the push and pull of every day dualities.
Experimental bands like Mr. Meeble add to the stockpile of yin and yang in our
brains via an auditory profusion of diverse implications. "It is a dichotomy of
extremes: both futuristic and retro, both technical and organic, both earthy and
otherworldly," says Fleenor, "We're bringing two very different worlds together:
the world of electronica, founded on space age sounds and cutting edge French
technology, and the world of pop/rock where artists connect with listeners
through strong melodies and down to earth lyrics. Sometimes it's very minimal
and pristine; sometimes a chaotic tsunami of sound." The diverse fearlessness
of their music is a fitting representation of who they are: like the original
beneficiaries of their sound, Mr. Meeble is set on breaking away from earthbound
restrictions.
CONTACT INFO:
Devin Fleenor
602.315.0000
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http://myspace.com/mrmeeble
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