An Open Letter to Pitchfork.
Dear Pitchfork,
Fuck you.
Sincerely,
Bill
P.S. This letter is preemptively written. I’m writing it preemptively in case you don’t end up giving Power Pirate’s album Plane Ticket a favorable review.
P.P.S. I am sure that you will either give it a poor review or no review at all, just because it’s not Radiohead.
P.P.P.S. But most of all, dear Pitchfork, I’m writing this letter to you, but mostly to my readers. I want them to feel my preemptive heart burn. I want them to thirst. I want them to love. I want them to rage. I want them to lust. But most of all, I want them to Listen.
You see, Pitchfork, what you haven’t (yet) given a fair shot, I have. I have listened to Plane Ticket more times than you’ve been alive. I’ve heard this album on loop, for days, and not once has it been repetitive, boring, or stale. I have listened to Plane Ticket, and I hear newaunces of glory each time.
Greatest Album of All Time
1. Plane Ticket — Power Pirate
To start off the review, I’ll grab a quote from a truly excellent Blog (in a truly Capitol Lettre sense of the word), District of Sound.
The foundation of something great is ever present with this band’s music and as they complete their [debut album Plane Ticket ,] they are primed for success.
“Primed for success” indeed, District of Sound. “The foundation of something great.” In fact, Brightest Yong Things calls them “very talented.” Not to be a total awesome, or anything, but NBC lauds them as “about to become world famous”.
And so, I present to you, Power Pirate’s debut album, Plane Ticket.
The album starts off with the refreshing Infecting Us. Infecting Us sends a clear message about the album’s mission statement: to create Electronic Rock music. No, guys, this band is not Daft Punk. Infecting Us, while it has moments of tribute to Daft Punk, makes you realize how dancecentric Daft Punk is. This isn’t electro-rock that’s really techno disguised as rock. This is rock that is also electronic.
Next comes In Mind. By In mind, it’s apparent how singer Pakulski uses lyrics. Without dominating the song, they give it purpose and direction, colour and perfection. However, listening to the non-lyrical parts of the song, the impression comes out that, had they chosen that path, Power Pirate could have made a great instrumental band in the vein of a rock-electronic Ratatat.
The next track, Bring Them Back, is of a slightly different type. Where In Mind and Infecting Us were fast, techno-danceable tunes, Bring Them Back takes a slightly more epic approach: patterns change, develop, and coalesce to create a song excellent, then break down and re-emerge as a tune part thoughtful and tasteful and introspective and part dance-tune.
Party’s lyricless beats thump out and say: “Why aren’t you dancing?”. They hook and, in their hooking, reveal again the technostrumental side of Power Pirate: vocals, when unneeded, are unnecessary and distracting. Let’s get to dancing.
Alone follows Party with a introspective song about Pakulski’s teenage troubles and parental problems. that helped them win 3rd place in the NAMM show in Anaheim, CA. This song is excellent.
So there are a lot of tracks, and that’s a lot of writing. I might get to some more later, but for now I’ll offer some selected tracks. But really, this album deserves a sit-down and a listen.
Selected Tracks:
Alone
Infecting Us
In Mind
Carpe Noctem
Down
tldr: Buy this album.
I’m out,
Bill