Thursday, 27 August 2015

John Frusciante

This is short...but I've rediscovered my love for John. I feel overwhelmingly lucky to have seen him play with the Chilis all those years ago. Summer Tour '04.

His more recent material is undeniably good. Frusciante's 2014 album, 'Enclosure', contains textured tracks which hold an atmospheric, but psychadelic feel, feeling chaotic at times but also unbearably engaging with its fascinating electro rhythms and guitar soaked wet with reverb extremeties.

'Murderers', Frusciante's most famed track, while repetitive, is catchy- 'The Past Recedes', off his 2009 album 'Curtains' is acoustic brilliance. But all of these more recent tracks are a bit more, let's say, 'normal' than what his music once was.
For me, however, some tracks of his earlier albums, such as 'Niandra LaDes And Usually Just a T-Shirt' are a saga of psychotic messes, but also often portray nothing but pure emotion. 'My Smile Is A Rifle', 'Mascara' and 'Your Pussy's Glued To A Building On Fire' are stunning at points, but are also extremely confusing, sometimes unsettling in their lyrical content.
Yes, John was completely drugged up, out of his mind on whatever he put himself on after leaving the Chili Peppers...and desperately bankrupt.

...but Untitled #2... never has a simple instrumental guitar seemed to mean so much.

Especially when walking your dog under clear starry skies at 10pm, feeling desperately hungover and wishing I could go back in time to return to the night before.

It does the job. Suddenly I felt better.


-squirette




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