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Ariel Pink was born Ariel Marcus Rosenberg and raised in the Beverlywood area of Los Angeles, California. His esoteric and experimental style of music comes from his time spent working in a record shop in the mid 1990’s. Rosenburg was already a music obessive who’d been writing songs since the age of 10, but while he was there he absorbed and was exposed to everything from 80’s radio pop to death metal. He began creating music that was as all encompassing and downright strange as it is today soon after that, and spent the rest of the 90’s releasing his first E.P’s and singles. His first album was released in 2002, butt it would be in 2003 that his career would begin in earnest.
A friend of his introduced him to the experimental rock band Animal Collective when they was at a concert of theirs. Rosenburg gave them a demo CD of his songs wihtout knowing that the band had recently set up their own vanity label Paw Tracks. The band were awestruck by what they heard and within weeks they contacted Rosenburg, asking if he wanted to sign to their label. The year after that, Paw Tracks released Rosenburg’s second album “The Doldrums”, a record that he had recorded in 1999, and followed that up with his records “Worn Copy” and “House Arrest”. Clearly, Animal Collective saw something in Rosenburg that many didn’t because these records were not well received, and neither were his first live shows around that time.
However, in an astonishing show of resilience Rosenburg kept on going. He kept writing, recording and performing, and formed the band Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti to play his music live, a way that it was was never intended to be taken in.Slowly but surely the world came around to him, and in 2009 he signed a record deal with the highly respected indie label 4AD. Ever since then he’s been a cult hero to join the ranks of the immortals like Mark E Smith, Julian Cope and David Lynch. His records are now regularly getting rave reviews and his concerts need to be seen to be believed. There’s no-one else like him on his level, and for that, he comes highly recommended.
Live reviews
According to the Interweb, Ariel Pink is indie rock’s most hated man. He is a misogynistic troll who defends the rights of sexual predators and has the nerve to criticize Madonna. He is a living, breathing meme. He claims to be the male version of Grimes, but Grimes thinks he’s an asshole. He says the wrong things every time anyone asks him a question…and he does nothing to fight back against the people who want to paint him as a blight on society. I honestly didn’t know any of those things when I decided to see him perform at the Bluebird Theater. I guess my celebrity gossip feed was just too full of Kanye West quotes to notice anything about Ariel Pink. To my knowledge, he was just some eccentric, cross-dressing guy from Los Angeles who liked to experiment with pop music. Everything I had heard from the guy came in the form of lo-fi tape recordings. He was a guy who developed a following with his unique ability to deconstruct music from the 70’s and 80’s. He had a gift for extracting the essence of a Top 40 single and using it to give life to a Frankenstein sound that was something entirely modern, but also haunted by the ghosts of dead radio waves.
I wasn’t a huge fan of Ariel Pink’s music before the show, but I could appreciate it for what it was. I found last year’s critically acclaimed pom pom incredibly interesting, but almost unlistenable. It reminded me of the first time I listened to music that wasn’t on the radio – a cassette tape of (Who’s Afraid Of?) The Art of Noise!. This wasn’t because Ariel Pink sounded anything like the English synthpop group, it was because, like the Art of Noise, I enjoyed the experience more than the music. The lo-fi production, the schizophrenic changes in sound, the high-pitched samples and the ridiculous lyrical content made pom pom almost painful past the first spin, but I still enjoyed the journey through it. It was something I could appreciate, even though I might not return to it. The fact that the material could be performed live, with a full band, intrigued me enough to bring my wife to the show on Valentine’s Day. I had her browse a few photos of Pink, then I gave her a little background on his credentials, and then I played the new album for her. She was less than thrilled, and I sympathized with her, but I had this strange feeling that her tone would be much different after experiencing him live. Fortunately for my marriage, my feeling was correct.
Being Valentine’s Day, we had a romantic slice of pizza and a couple cocktails at the Atomic Cowboy before the show, but we arrived to the Bluebird just in time to see Pink scramble through the lobby with a 16″ standing fan in his hand. He wore studded high heels, striped balloon pants, a deep v with a sparkly cat on the front, and his usual bleached-out mop hanging from his head. “That was Ariel Pink, did you see him?” I asked my wife. “How could you not?” was her response. That fan ended up on the stage, pointed directly at the microphone. It’s sole purpose was a one-liner delivered by none other than Don Bolles (formally of Germs, now Ariel Pink’s drummer and comic relief). “In celebration of Valentine’s Day, Ariel Pink brought one of his fans on stage to blow him.” And that’s how the show began. A show that would be dedicated to all the couples and all the singles. The venue wasn’t quite at capacity, but it was pretty full — full enough for Pink to declare it a sold-out show before opening things up with “White Freckles”.
The song about the tanning salon had my wife laughing. The fairytale about the frog prince had her rolling her eyes. But there was a “romantic theme” to the night and “Only In My Dreams” and “Put Your Number In My Phone”, backed up by a pretty incredible five-piece band, had us both dancing along as if it really were a pop concert. Then “Four Shadows” took its place in the set the way King Diamond would take his seat at a midnight Mass. It was the first metal-tinged song of the evening, and with his completely capable band backing him up, Pink proved he could pull off a dark lord character as well as he could any pop princess of the 80’s. It was at that point in the night when my wife leaned over and whispered “so this is what being bipolar sounds like.”
Bolles promised “nothing but love songs” for the duration of the evening, but he proved to be exaggerating quite a bit. Sure, “One Summer Night” was quite lovely, but it was followed by “Fright Night (Nevermore)” (communicating with the dead), “Not Enough Violence” (very violent), “Lipstick” (showers of blood) and “Black Ballerina” (antagonizing a stripper), all of which were amazing live, but weren’t exactly filled with Hallmark approved sentiments. There was one point, during the crowd sing-along “Sexual Athletics”, that I thought Pink and his band might leave us in the correct mood for such a holiday, but then they followed it up with an AC/DC inspired version of a song about Satan and Houdini. The good news is, we were still in for an encore.
“Jello-o” is code for drugs. He sang a song about it. The song included where to go to get the Jell-o, which was kind of him. “Plastic Raincoats in the Pig Parade” is a song about being on those drugs. I’m not sure it made you want to be on those drugs though. I have no clue what “Goth Bomb” is about. All I know is that those were the songs Ariel Pink decided to close his Valentine’s Day show with. No “Round and Round”. No “Bright Lit Blue Skies”. Not even “Picture Me Gone”. Ariel Pink was not going to make it easy for those who brought dates to his show. He didn’t reveal any misogynistic or trollish tendencies, in fact he seemed relatively normal the whole night, but he also wasn’t going provide songs to slow dance to. Despite his fabulous attire, this wasn’t prom. It was an Ariel Pink show. Lucky for me, my date actually enjoyed it. We both walked out of the Bluebird with the kind of satisfaction that only comes from a truly entertaining show. We listened to pom pom on the way home and it sounded better than it ever had before. It’s still not an album I would recommend for the uninitiated, but I would recommend seeing Ariel Pink and his band. They are true musicians in every sense of the word. And despite some of the cringe-worthy things he might say on the Interweb, the frontman in the studded heals is much more than a living, breathing meme.
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kmartini
He has got a lot of stick over the years for his live performance. After all, Ariel Pink was never intended to be a commercial live act. Yet this negativity is perhaps misplaced. His off-kilter, nonchalant, somewhat sloppy singing is intentional as it helps create their general sound of sonic malaise that is fitting with his experiments in psychedelia. For if it was to be a polished, organised live act, Pink's music wouldn't be translated in an organic way befitting to the original compositions if it was super tight and overly rehearsed. Instead it should maintain this looseness that helps create an atmosphere of spontaneity. Although it is perhaps more than this. It reflects the general ambivalence of culture today that manifests itself in a musical expression that is full of irony and a desire to not appear too serious. These things came to mind whilst watching their performance at the Oxford Arts Factory in Sydney in 2012, where the band appeared relaxed in their sloppiness. But I mean this in a positive way. By no means do they sound bored and turgid. No, quite the opposite. They appear to just be having fun together on the stage, playing their songs to an audience that is also their to just have fun. The music can still be challenging and progressive, full of intricate textures and dissonance but it is just presented in a relaxed freedom rather than an obsession with detail and accuracy which is ultimately rather refreshing.
osenn22
DO NOT POINT FINGERS!!!
ANGRY AND CUT THROAT??? WOE SLOW DOWN PEOPLE..
ARIEL MARCUS ROSENBERG IS AN ARTIST 1ST!!
STOP POINTING FINGERS
Always remember three of your own fingers are pointing back at you. I have met mr. Rosenberg and he is delightful. He has a big heart and he's from a good family he's not mainstream he's very avant-garde dark deep and a bit on the naughty side but that's what makes his work so brilliant.
I hope you CHICKEN @#$@ peeps can stop cutting artist down and start looking deep into your own souls and misfortunes
We are all jaded and Mr Pink has my vote as the MOST INCREDIBLE SONG WRITER AND BAD A$$ AROUND
SO SHUT YA PIE HOLE GO CUT GRASS, not people....
Brethenanny
It has been four days after the concert and I'm still thinking on it. Ariel gives the low-fi impression in his albums but the band excellent. I finally realized how complex are the songs. The backing singer, Don Bolles - ex Germs, calls the attention with a variaty of funny faces.
The new album "Dedicated to Bobby Jameson" is one of the best five of the year. The new songs really got the audience. The concert covered all albuns and brought the place down with the Hauted Graffitt era's albuns.
P.S. Who is the charismatic lady who presented a stand up before the show ? She seems to have a good time in this tour.
cesarluizdasilva
It was a strange decision to aim 8 huge strobe lights at the crowd from the stage. Watching it from the center in the back makes it impossible to see the band at all and kind of feels like being tortured. I eventually moved from the center to the side and was able to see the band and how much energy they were bringing in their performance. If you go to the show, try to watch it close up or from the side.
I'm a big fan of Ariel Pink's songwriting and they played a lot of great songs with a ton of energy. it's a unique show and worth checking out.
timbrocks
Fantastic.
5 star gig.
Almost entirely new and a few songs from his more recent albums and it was belter after belter. It was a disappointment he didn't play some of his amazing back catalogue but is a sign of how good his recent stuff has been that it didn't disappoint in its absence.
It's convinced me Pom Pom is even better now it's settled and the songs have percolated for a few months and the album will have a much better long term rep than the admittedly good press it got.
greg-sheppard
Ariel Pink and the band were in top form -
a very smart set included most of
"Pom-Pom", plus the Youtube famous
"Fright Night", and a wild version of
Netherlands (House Arrest #13) to close
the show because, after the immortal
"Picture Me Gone", Ariel announced
one more tune because Twilight
insisted they hadn't played long
enough ("contractual obligations")
even though the whole concert
was perfect and could not have been better
cjmichiels-cjmichiel
Wow! I tried not to go with too high expectations. It could probably go both ways but after welcoming the audience by picking the wrong country, "hello Sweden", everything went sky high.
What a line up, what a set list and what a show, Ariel Pink and his band did spellbound us all for the night. He even spelled it out as "the perfect gig." I will remember this for a very long time as one of the best shows I've ever been to. Thanks!
naivsupr
Ariel Pink lacked stage presence.
The band was tight. The soundman ruined the show, it got to the point that we couldn't even recognize what we were listening to (he buried the mix in distorted bass), so we left early.
JM3W
