AU PALAIS

We’ve been monitoring the global music scenes for nearly four years on The Recommender. What we’ve come to notice is that cities and sometimes entire countries seem to randomly peak at the top of everyone’s attention from one year to the next, like an ever-changing economic graph of music. When we started music was buzzing on the back of France, and particularly Paris’, dominant electro scene. That was swiftly followed by Australia’s outpouring of electro pop bands. Scandinavia seems to spout new bands at an alarmingly high rate and New York is never far from the top but both of these places have enjoyed a real bulge over recent years. In 2011 our spotlight has regularly visited and re-visited Canada, and particularly Toronto.

We’ve given plenty of blog inches to the likes of Freedom Or Death, Grimes, and Austra, among others, throughout this year. The quality of these Canadian artists has been very high indeed, in a year where the bar was unattainably sent skywards. If 2011 is anyone’s then it surely belongs to these North Americans. What ties them together, if anything, is their ability to write at the sharpest edges of pop whilst still being accessible. Sometimes they’re experimental, sometimes the melody has you flowing with it’s every shift, but as ethereal and expressive as they are, they’re often-electronic productions are enjoyable and employable. Their music feels like it’s directing an intelligent future for pop music, mixing class and traditional boundaries up as every new artist drops anchor. Today we are showing the latest act through the arrival doors.

Au Palais are a duo. A brother and sister duo, Elise and David Commathe, who call London home and the buzz around them in recent months has been impossible to avoid, as they’ve played shows in key venues for emerging artists, such as The Shacklewell Arms, Camp, or Cargo, upon bills that included other hyped bands, like Outfit and Zulu Winter. As gooey as this makes the London crowd go, the pair actually come from – yes you’ve guessed it – Toronto, Canada. Bright spotlights such as NME and Pitchfork have waded in with coverage, as well as the blog world’s cornerstone commentators. Comparisons with Zola Jesus or the aforementioned fellow-Canadians Austra have correctly bounced around, as Au Palais dice elements of this year’s repeated penchance for electronic pop.

Next week they’re releasing their four-track EP, Tender Mercy, which arrives from the hot UK label, The Sounds Of Sweet Nothing on November 28th. Like their fellow countrymen, they’ve designed a set of tunes packed with sophistication. It turns many corners and around each one is a delightfully presented piece of pop architecture, with rigid edges and curves that draw you in. Beats throb like a pulse that sometimes races and sometimes relaxes, but what ever the track is doing it always carries you along smoothly like riding aboard a red blood cell. The title track is as arresting as a beautiful face emerging from the dark, taking in it’s features one at a time, patiently observing each perfect element one by one, before the full image is lit up at two minutes in. Waves of diaphanous synths glide over each other as if weightless, as Elise’s vocals move alongside, as if in a singular, perfectly-rehearsed dance move.

Pathos feels Canadian, in a way that would have Katie Stelmanis nodding with approval. All the signature moves are there, with similar instrumentation that’s equal parts heavy and light, particularly with the synthetic melodies. The beat is once again addictive, giving them a familiar special move, a trick that also appears on a remix they recently completed for The Golden Filter. That band’s Syndromes EP delivers us a set of songs designed as the soundtrack to a Kristoffer Borgli-directed short film. Within it is the track, Mother, of which Au Palais provided their exceptional remix. Like all the best remixes it maintains the key elements of the original, including the vocals, whilst introducing an electro funeral-march beat. It’s a very fine example of Au Palais’ craft and skills.

What strikes a note with us is that Au Palais decided to re-locate from Toronto to London, as no matter which place the music appears from, it’s the UK that has open minds and readied ears for it’s output. Canada’s loss may ultimately prove to be our gain, as we walk the duo’s first steps alongside them, but overall the lesson is one that teaches us not to reflect on the wonderful locations spawning emerging music, but to in fact ponder how lucky we are in the UK to be a culture of receptive people that act as a sponge for every new experience. Which ever city or country eventually dominates through 2012, one thing can be assured, if it’s good enough then the UK crowd will welcome it with open arms. We’re not suggesting that the homes of these artists shouldn’t be proud to be associated with the roots of music such as this, but it’s in the discovery that the pleasure’s been revealed, and this year we’d like to thank Toronto, although in all honesty the pleasures been all ours.  (MB)

AU PALAIS – TENDER MERCY

AU PALAIS – PATHOS

THE GOLDEN FILTER – MOTHER (AU PALAIS REMIX)

CITIZENS!

The exclamation mark is deliberate. It sets them apart from another band, named simply ‘Citizens’. Can you imagine how pissed off that other band are, especially when they discover that this new band are immeasurably better? What has us really perplexed is why they simply stuck an exclamation mark on the end to differentiate themselves, when selecting an entirely new name would have been so much better. After all, it’s actually a rather shitty moniker for a band, exclamation mark or no exclamation mark. Sure we are all citizens, but by speaking to all of us they in fact to speak to none of us with such a boring band name. If we were marking this essay, then we’d have to scribble ‘must try harder’ in red ink all over the title.

However, we must consider the time-tested cliches about judging books by covers and roses by other names, for beyond the band Citizens! title we find a band delivering content so damn memorable that you’ll be humming the lead single long after you’ve forgotten who created it. Before we wade into the excellent music we confess to having one final gripe that strikes at the same creative flaws, because the debut single sadly falls upon the same unoriginal swords. We hate to hit them back with an exclamation mark of our own, but True Romance is a song title that’s been used by at least half a dozen other bands! What happened there lads? Of all the song names! We’re surprised they didn’t try and put an exclamation mark on the track too. What’s the next song going to be called? One Love perhaps? Maybe Freedom, or Hold On, or Yesterday? There you go boys, perhaps go all the way and make an album of entirely unoriginal titles, making it something of an ironic statement.

What flies in the face of all this is that the London five-piece are clearly not short of creativity, imagination and talent. One listen to True Romance and you’ll be swimming in delight. The first tentative steps into the cool water begin with a toy-like piano refrain and a standalone snare. The temperature warms up once your in at knee height, as the buzz of a synth slaps the surface before Tom Burke’s vocals join you. Soon enough your testicles feel the lift as the layers continue to fill the song up, but it’s made of such remarkable fizz that at the point of saturation it remains weightless. It’s melodic and uplifting, and by the two and half minute mark you’re fully acclimatised as it bubbles all around you in the kind of excellent pop style more familiar with Bowie at his most playful, or more recently with the smooth pop craft found on a Wave Machines single. It’s no wonder Kitsune have included that first tune on their recent 12th compilation and signed them to their label.

They’ve been supporting The Rapture on recent tour dates and have more live shows planned throughout Europe over the winter. We imagine their heady concoction of pop potions is an absolute scream live, with up tempo pop and a hook-filled chocolate box. No doubt it’s a lesson transferred from the producer of the debut album, which we are told is due out in 2012. None other than Franz Ferdinand‘s Alex Kapranos has been on hand in the studio with them, which goes some way to explaining the haughty sexual frisson and audacious pop hooks. He must be like nitrogen to anyone’s creativity and in all honesty Alex probably comes with his own exclamation mark. What he’s drawn out of the five lads is a band designed for radio plays and broad appeal, without the need for artistic compromise.

The sexually-charged track Girlfriend races along at a faster pace, bursting out of the blocks like a porn star that’s just been re-employed. Burke sings “I always want the things I can’t have“, which may go some way to explaining the conventional band and song titles – they had simply wanted them, and the fact that other people already had them isn’t going to make them change course. Once again the vocals are a particularly outstanding element, with Burke providing style and confidence in all the right places. With contagious pop as energetic as this anything less would be drowned out by the high-octane synths and pumped basslines. Burke always falls the right side of camp to provide a punch alongside the theatre, even holding the song entirely alone mid-way through, but by it’s close he still stands just as tall as the crescendo of layers he’s competing with. Together this band combine to make a dangerous team with the fuel tank on full. OK, so the band name may well be forgetful, but the music is anything but. (MB)

CITIZENS! – TRUE ROMANCE

CITIZENS! – GIRLFRIEND