The Pennsylvania Rock Oil Company Resignation Letter
Up the River
Ruth vs. Rachel
Her Chinese Typewriter
Big Bill Crib and His Ladies of the Desert
Don't You Remember?
Bet You Don't!!!
P.S. 213 Mini-School
Theme from Never Going Home Again
Motorman
Quick as Cupid
I Love You Cedric
Servant in Distress
Hialeah
Wisconsin River Blues
Track Listings (12) - Disc #2
Seventh Loop Highway
Holy Ghost Language School
The Cross and the Switchblade
I Started Using Alcohol at the Age of Eleven
Do You Like Blondes?
Azusa St.
Topeka and San Antonio
A Mystical Preparation to Lewdness
Ship Scrap Beach Business
First Day of School
Things Were Going So Well
All in Vain or the Opposite
The brother dude from shape-shifting, postmodern indie blues-rock brother and sister (for real) act the Fiery Furnaces has made a solo record?two solo records in fact, separate discs inside one clam shell. The first showca... more »ses his poppy side while the other display's the guy's noisier tendencies. It's a casual reminder of the guy's talent. Prior to starting the Furnaces he'd fronted other acts, including Corndolly, Liquorette, the Mezzanines and Grand Vizars. There's a gently, gnome-ish, Mellotron-plus-groove-box vibe throughout the pop disc, Winter Women, that's warm and inviting throughout. The "noise" record is awash in loud MIDI crashes and plonky keyboards; songs alternate between strangely cute instrumentals and plodding numbers with spoken word, as if Lee Ranaldo gatecrashed Stephen Merrit ca. 1995. The whole thing clocks in a bit long and would make a far better single disc, but if one is to begin to piddle about editorial decisions that's kind of beside the point. Fans will delight in the thing, while non-fans will most likely scratch their heads and walk away. --Mike McGonigal« less
The brother dude from shape-shifting, postmodern indie blues-rock brother and sister (for real) act the Fiery Furnaces has made a solo record?two solo records in fact, separate discs inside one clam shell. The first showcases his poppy side while the other display's the guy's noisier tendencies. It's a casual reminder of the guy's talent. Prior to starting the Furnaces he'd fronted other acts, including Corndolly, Liquorette, the Mezzanines and Grand Vizars. There's a gently, gnome-ish, Mellotron-plus-groove-box vibe throughout the pop disc, Winter Women, that's warm and inviting throughout. The "noise" record is awash in loud MIDI crashes and plonky keyboards; songs alternate between strangely cute instrumentals and plodding numbers with spoken word, as if Lee Ranaldo gatecrashed Stephen Merrit ca. 1995. The whole thing clocks in a bit long and would make a far better single disc, but if one is to begin to piddle about editorial decisions that's kind of beside the point. Fans will delight in the thing, while non-fans will most likely scratch their heads and walk away. --Mike McGonigal
"It seems that after 5 Fiery Furnace albums the critics are tiring of Matthew Friedberger. The general agreement seems to be that of this two disc set "Winter Woman" has some decent songs but is too long and "Holy Ghost Language School" is just absolutely terrible. Granted, these are the same critics who say the FFs peaked with "Blueberry Boat" and thought "Rehearsing My Choir" was the worst cd last year.
I was one of the weird people who loved "Rehearsing My Choir." Everything about it was perfect, from the Shatner-aspiring grandmother, to the repeating musical motifs... everything. So naturally I definitely find "Holy Ghost Language School" to be them more interesting of the two albums Friedberger has presented us. "HGLS" is definitely the more expirimental of the two albums, complete with vague lyrical storyline (or focus) and Friedberger spoken word. Rather than just being a subpar "Rehearsing My Choir" it is similar only for comparrison's sake. It has it's own identity and has it's own unique features, both musically and compositionally.
"Winter Woman" on the other hand is billed as Friedberger's pop album. The fact that people actually took him seriously and expected Michael Jackson or something is really funny. Critics and consumers should be aware by now that what the Friedbergers consider "pop" and what the rest of the world considers "pop" are two vastly different things. Thus it is no surprise when "Winter Woman" spins in familiar Fiery Furnace territory. The songs are nice, though don't particularly tread new ground.
So five stars for "Holy Ghost..." and three for "Winter Woman" averages into a nice four stars."
Awesomeness
Johnny Utah | from the band "Blues Hammer" | 08/23/2006
(4 out of 5 stars)
"Bought it, flipped it on once... and found it to be blurry and a bit impenetrable. Winter Women is the "pop" album? Sounds pretty "out there" to me! The goods news, though, is that - like the Fiery Furnaces themselves - it just takes some time to take shape, but once it does it'll bring a smile to your face.
Well, I don't think Matt is going to win over any new fans with this, and people who are new to the Fiery Furnaces would do well to start with something else (see: "EP" or "Gallowsbird's Bark")... so Ill review this from the standpoint of someone who already appreciates them.
The production value on Winter Women is weird... sort of muffled, and the vocals just seem too low in the mix. But it starts to make sense after a while. To me this is headphones music, plain and simple. It's the perfect headphones music, because there is so much to discover, and yet it doesn't require your full undivided attention, so you can listen to it while you work and discover it at your own pace. There definitely are some wonderfully weird "pop" moments mixed into Winter Women. It'll hit you in the gut every so often. And although it's over an hour in length, it floats by smoothly and doesn't overstay its welcome (whereas I think that "Blueberry Boat" kind of does).
Then there is "Holy Ghost Language" school. So yeah, I guess it's a bit more experimental, but it also has a more crisp production and some genuinely rocking moments, so it's a good contrast. Of the two albums, this one is also more of a departure from standard Fiery Furnaces fare, in a good way. Whereas you'll recognize some of the tricks on "Winter Women", this one seems more fresh and new, and it's great to see how many tricks this dude still has up his sleave. Interestingly, I think that "Holy Ghost" does get a bit long in the teeth towards the end even though it's only 45 minutes in length, but now that I think about it, that is pretty much my only compaint about this entire 2 disc package, and it's a minor one.
Overall, there is a lot here to be excited about. Sure it's experimental and difficult at times, but thank God there are still artists out there willing to take risks and try out new things. You gotta love the prolificness, and the fact that the quality remains so high despite of it. If you take some time with these albums, you'll be rewarded for it.
AN ASIDE--Just wanted to squeeze in a little Pitchforkmedia smack down (if they had any sort of interactivity on their site I wouldnt need to do this)... it's hilarious to me that they've sort of thrown FF and Friedberger under the bus with their recent reviews. Leave it to those fools to harsh on the buzz of one of the most unique indie rock artists in the world today, but wait, didn't they harsh on the Liars when they put out "Drowned", but then claim that their new one was the best thing since sliced bread (even though it was pretty much the exact same album, if not slightly inferior?!?) Swami predicts that the Pitchfork losers will find some arbitrary reason to start trumpeting FF again, but if not, I just hope that it doesn't discourage too many people from recognizing how great these guys are. On the one hand, I think it's cool b/c it means less annoying hype, but on the other hand they deserve to do well."
Stay Solo
Vance | 08/21/2007
(5 out of 5 stars)
"Having listened to some Fiery Furnaces, I must say that I hope Matthew goes it alone from now on. This is great melodic quirky stuff that gets better and better with the listening."
But I couldn't understand what the heck it said
E. A Solinas | MD USA | 01/21/2007
(5 out of 5 stars)
"Matthew Friedberger can be called many things -- eccentric, bizarre, brilliant, and overflowing with musical ideas. Some even (inexplicably) call him pretentious, probably because his music is so weird and so prolific.
But he shines in his "Winter Women/Holy Ghost Language," the first album made without his sister Eleanor. The two-disc set could have used a bit of pruning, but Friedberger is in his element with strange lyrics and tripped out, blipped out piano music that sounds like the mad cousin of the Fiery Furnaces. Which, in a way, it is.
"Winter Women" is a more "typical" rock album, with a sort of country-folk flavour. It opens with the thunderous synth, cymbals and ripply keyboard of "Under The Hood At Paradise Garage," which rattles into a solid little pop tune that sounds like it's having a psychedelic line dance. Well, what could you expect? Normality?
He follows it up with a solid round of indie-rock songs: guitar pop with violins and synth, accordion rock, cheery little pop tunes, swoopy keyboard melodies, percussion pop with rippling keyboard and flute, music-hall piano with gongs, and gothic keyboard tunes that blossom out into catchy synthpop.
"Normal" Friedberger is enough to make most people dizzy. But he lets loose in "Holy Ghost Language": it opens with a sizzling guitar riff, which slowly descends into a chaos of dancy keyboard and thunderous piano. The lyrics get even stranger: "And he thumbed home the good news/blessing/grace/wisdom from on high/notion, And off it went happily into the ether."
The songs that follow flow into one another, without unifying sounds -- most of it is made of seemingly random assortments of music-hall piano and trippling, swoopy, squiggly synth, which somehow organize themselves into rambling experimental melodies. There's the occasional song like the tight piano-pop "First Day At School," but it's the minority.
Basically, "Winter Women/Holy Ghost language" is exactly what should be expected of Friedberger: solid pop and absolute musical madness. There are fans of either kind of music in the Fiery Furnaces, and so Friedberger gets both varieties out of his system -- there's something here for all fans.
His instrumental skills are completely brilliant and utterly mad. There's quirky piano melodies, solid percussion and half-hidden riffs, and keyboard that is out of this world -- it sounds like strangled computers, falling fireworks, robotic cellos, tweeting birds, and other strange things. And he weaves in flute, weeping violins, harmonica, gongs... oh, who knows what else.
Friedberger only sings on the "Winter Women" disc. He has a nice croony little voice that tends to drift off in some of the songs -- and he doesn't even bother singing at all in "Holy Ghost Language," where he tends to murmur in rambling monologues, telling us of teen alcoholism, language translations, Japanese fog, divine help, and "Beijing ring cities' concrete contracts."
Friedberger does a brilliantly fragmented job on "Winter Women/Holy Ghost Language," two albums' worth of excellent material. Only half of it is "accessable," but it's musically adept and brilliantly off the wall."