{"id":36167,"date":"1999-01-16T00:00:00","date_gmt":"1999-01-16T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/the-flat-black-chronicles\/"},"modified":"1999-01-16T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"1999-01-16T00:00:00","slug":"the-flat-black-chronicles","status":"publish","type":"review","link":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/the-flat-black-chronicles\/","title":{"rendered":"The Flat Black Chronicles"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Imagine this: You&#8217;re a member of a very talented trio. You&#8217;ve<br \/>\nbeen toiling at your craft for well over a decade. During that<br \/>\ntime, you&#8217;ve produced a respectable name for yourself, playing in<br \/>\nbars, small clubs and charity events. And after years of playing in<br \/>\nthese confined, sweaty places and breaking more guitar and bass<br \/>\nstrings than you can remember, you&#8217;re rewarded with a record<br \/>\ncontract.<\/p>\n<p>And after being signed to that record contract, you even manage<br \/>\nto land in the &#8220;Hot Upcoming Bands&#8221; section of<br \/>\n<i>Rolling Stone<\/i> in their year-end issue. Things only get<br \/>\nbetter. You snag a power producer who has made at least one college<br \/>\nradio classic. Then, all of a sudden, you hit the ceiling.<\/p>\n<p>The record label decides that rock is no longer as profitable as<br \/>\nsome other music genres and decides to drop nearly all of the bands<br \/>\non their label, including yours. You begin to endure the flags of<br \/>\nred tape as you and your bandmates get passed along to other<br \/>\ncompanies like a beer bong at a frat party. And to rub dust in your<br \/>\neyes, you wind up having to<br \/>\n<b><br \/>\n<i>buy<\/i><br \/>\n<\/b> back the record you made with that producer and put it out<br \/>\nindependently &#8211; all the while, remaining optimistic that your all<br \/>\ntoo brief brush with the big leagues won&#8217;t be your last.<\/p>\n<p>This saga is poured out on Mercy Rule&#8217;s latest album<br \/>\n<i>The Flat Black Chronicles<\/i>, an album that almost never made<br \/>\nit to fans&#8217; ears. Though not a concept album, the album itself has<br \/>\na general theme of what it means to be a band struggling to break<br \/>\nout. And in a weaker sense, the theme also involves the perspective<br \/>\nof a music fan.<\/p>\n<p>The trio, made up of husband and wife Heidi Ore on bass and Jon<br \/>\nTaylor on guitar, also features Ron Albertson on drums. They have<br \/>\nspecialized in making tight, catchy pop songs with equally strong<br \/>\nvocals. And after getting singed to Relativity (same label that<br \/>\nfeatured Joe Satriani), the band hooked up with producer Lou<br \/>\nGiordano.<\/p>\n<p>Giordano is no stranger to bands with power pop smarts. Some<br \/>\nbands that have worked with him include the Goo Goo Dolls and<br \/>\nSugar. The producer that gave<br \/>\n<i>Copper Blue<\/i>, its slick, dirty brilliance matched with Ore&#8217;s<br \/>\npowerful vocals and Taylor&#8217;s driving guitars seemed like a logical<br \/>\npairing.<\/p>\n<p>And it works.<br \/>\n<i>The Flat Black Chronicles<\/i> is Mercy Rule&#8217;s best moments on CD<br \/>\nso far. It wastes no time hooking you in. &#8220;Underwhelmed,&#8221; hits you<br \/>\nwith Taylor&#8217;s tight, short guitar hooks as the song is in the<br \/>\nperspective of a fan who blows a night as well as some cash to<br \/>\ncatch a band. &#8220;You better make this worth my time right now\/ or I&#8217;m<br \/>\ngonna have to show you how,&#8221; Ore sings with a threatening tone.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s message is clear: put up or shut up.<\/p>\n<p>The album doesn&#8217;t let up for a while. &#8220;Spark&#8221; and &#8220;b4u&#8221; follow<br \/>\nin the same vein as &#8220;Underwhelmed.&#8221; Taylor continuously shows his<br \/>\nguitar craft, especially in the galloping opening chords of &#8220;b4u,&#8221;<br \/>\nwhich also features a horn arrangement. While few rock bands can<br \/>\nadd horns without making their arrangements seem bloated, Giordano<br \/>\nkeeps them in the background, never allowing them to overshadow the<br \/>\nband.<\/p>\n<p>The album slows down a tad with &#8220;In A Box,&#8221; a decent ballad that<br \/>\nnever seems to fully resonate. By adding a piano, the track seems<br \/>\nto be one of the more over-produced songs in the bunch. The other<br \/>\nballad on the album, &#8220;Whatever Happens,&#8221; is far more powerful.<\/p>\n<p>The band&#8217;s bitterness with record companies and general trends<br \/>\nexplodes on two of the most hard-rocking songs on the album, &#8220;ksuk&#8221;<br \/>\nand &#8220;Break The Band.&#8221; The former song deals with radio stations who<br \/>\nlisten more to focus groups than the general concern of the<br \/>\nlisteners while the latter song deals with companies who shun<br \/>\nnurturing a promising band in favor of a quick profit. Gee, think<br \/>\nthese tracks may be autobiographical? &#8220;Break The Band&#8221; is also one<br \/>\nof the few songs on<br \/>\n<i>Flat Black<\/i> were Anderson is free to let loose on the<br \/>\ndrums.<\/p>\n<p>The album ends on a satisfying one-two punch. The anti-image<br \/>\nsong, &#8220;Simple Word,&#8221; includes one of the great sing-along lines of<br \/>\nthe year as Ore screams, &#8220;Let me be who I want to be!&#8221; over and<br \/>\nover as the structured sound of the band breaks down after 40<br \/>\nminutes of discipline. And the hidden track is an amusing anecdote<br \/>\nof a all-night drive that far too many people can probably relate<br \/>\nto.<\/p>\n<p>Ore&#8217;s pregnancy during the recording of<br \/>\n<i>Flat Black<\/i> may be the key reason her voice sounded so full.<br \/>\nIt could also be attributed to Giordano&#8217;s studio skills. Either<br \/>\nway,<br \/>\n<i>Flat Black<\/i> is Ore&#8217;s best hour. And while it&#8217;s not on A&#038;M<br \/>\nor Virgin, the album is available on Caulfield Records, a record<br \/>\ncompany whose staff helped Mercy Rule out of the Lincoln club<br \/>\ncircuit as well as welcomed them back.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":24962,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"tags":[],"artist":[6075],"rating":[5617],"class_list":["post-36167","review","type-review","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","artist-mercy-rule","rating-rating-b-plus"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/36167","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/review"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/7"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=36167"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/36167\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/24962"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=36167"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=36167"},{"taxonomy":"artist","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/artist?post=36167"},{"taxonomy":"rating","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/rating?post=36167"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}