Archers Of Loaf (Indie Rock)

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Anachronique: Archers Of Loaf (Indie Rock)
Archers Of Loaf was an American band formed in Chapel Hill (North Carolina) in 1991. It has been a long time since Still in Rock reviewed a band from the ’90s. So it has been a long time since we were confronted with that ironic nonchalance that defined the best rock’n’roll of that era.
It is inevitably hard not to pile up references to Pavement and Sonic Youth when talking about bands from that decade. In reality, Archers Of Loaf above all brings to mind Polvo, friends they regularly played with on the Chapell Hill scene.
This article is devoted to the album that many rightly consider the band’s best, namely Icky Mettle. Released in 1994, it is the band’s first studio album. There is nothing to throw away on Icky Mettle: the 13 tracks on it are not only among the Almighty of the 1990s, they also belong on the genre’s best-of.
“Web in Front“, the album’s first track, is one of the best openers I know. With a “Stuck a pin in your backbone. Spoke it down from there” that sets the tone for the album, it remains a touch more pop than the other tracks. “Last Word” barges through by sheer force. The lo-fi production is perfectly controlled, and that is already huge. Same goes for “Wrong“, the kind of track that borrowed a little from the grunge of the day. This style of song is ultimately quite surprising, because it manages to extract the best of grunge without falling into copying the big names of the genre. In that sense Archers Of Loaf is a band of its time, but one that also managed to take the necessary step back to keep its music relevant in 2015. It is also interesting to note that “Wrong” was the band’s first single, released in 1992.
And then comes the best track on this LP, or at least the most legendary of all, “You and Me“. Covers of it are countless, yet Archers Of Loaf’s version has never been matched. I cannot say too much about these 3 minutes, the surprise is too good to give away. Pay attention to the super metallic guitar in the second minute, Sonic Youth style. It is quite typical of Archers’ whole body of work, super raw, super nineties.
“Hate Paste“, moins en vue parce que placé au milieu de la maquette, est lui aussi un titre absolument sensationnel. La structure rappelle Pavement, c’est vrai, mais il donne également à entendre la voix de Bachmann qui donne à Icky Mettle une identité qui lui est indiscutable. Il est, probablement, le troisième grand indispensable de cet LP. Quant à “Fat“, c’est un titre comme il ne s’en fait plus. “What do you f**king care for me? I’m black and blue and bruised all the f**king time. Why should I f**king care for you? I’ve been with you in the morning for the last time“. Eh oui, fatty.
“Learo, You’re A Hole” smells of an old Seattle club, Reality Bites style. The lyrics are not the most sensible, but the vibrato in Bachmann’s voice lets through enough emotion to convince us of the track’s power. And the ending is one of the most beautiful instrumental passages on the album. It heralds a slightly more experimental final stretch of the record, à la Polvo, à la Slint, à la Archers. “Toast” starts on exactly that basis, and it is ultimately better controlled than the one that follows it, “Backwash“. Archers of Loaf throws its last strength into “Slow Worm“.
In the end, Icky Mettle is one of the most cult albums of the period. It probably deserved its place on Mixtape Still in Rock #1: From 1985 to 1995. Whatever the case, Archers Of Loaf encapsulated its era like few others will. That nineties cool that so many bands on the scene are chasing now, that genuine couldn’t-care-less attitude (Bachmann played saxophone for Appalachian State University before telling everyone where to go), Archers had it, and it gave off an energy that the band itself, by its own admission, would never find again. In the end, great albums are always a matter of spontaneity coupled with a strong message. Eric Bachmann would say the band spent only 5,000 dollars on Icky Mettle. To think that some lock themselves in a studio for months, looking for a note, looking for a reason for hollow LPs…
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Article on Pavement
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Original version (French)

