Greetings from the land of article writing procrastination. Today I will entertain you with my thoughts on The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, not to be confused with notions of a self-help book. This 4-piece Brooklyn-based band has seemingly blown up overnight thanks to a little thing known as Pitchfork (PFork's review, overall reviews on Metacritic), but then also thanks to the band's generally awesome music.
First of all, let’s just take a minute to contemplate the name of this band. It captures in one breathtakingly long phrase the notion that anyone who is inherently good by nature will probably experience some form of disappointment. Because why? Because the world is generally shitty? Because people who are nice get walked on? Because they get their hearts broken? Because of any other number of reasons? Probably yes, to all of these queries.
But then there’s also the sense that this is a totally pop music band name, with “The Pains” being an easy abbreviation that triggers thoughts of The Beatles or the Killers, or The Smiths.
The Smiths is where the thoughts really start going, because the music is so reminiscent of their 1984 self-titled release. The main difference is definitely in the vocals, with The Pains being more anthem-based sing-a-longs, but the same idea of crooning understatedly is at heart in both albums.
The Pains of Being Pure at Heart tap into the pubescent stage of their lives for main lyric topics, especially in “Young Adult Friction,” with lines like “between the stacks in the library/ not like anyone stopped to see/ we came they went, our bodies spent/ among the dust and the microfiche.” This is all cleverly combined with the idea of library checkouts being somehow tied to checking a human being out from head to toe. I like it.
If you are in the Columbus area, The Pains are playing at the Summit on May 1, and if you're not in Columbus, check out the rest of their tour dates.
Check out the music video for "Everything With You":
The opening show for Outer Sounds at Oldfield's on High on April 4, 2009, featured Columbus bands The Lost Revival, Karate Coyote, Blastronauts, and concluded with a dance party courtesy of DJ Self Help. I got there in time for KC and stayed through Blastronauts...here is my account.
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It started out as a vague rumor on friends' wall posts, but now it's really happening: M.I.A., Soulja Boy, and Holy Fuck are scheduled to play The Newport in Columbus on May 10. That's right: I have exactly seven days left to round up at least two tickets, not to mention the numerous other folks who have mentioned they would also like to go. Tickets to the show were free, only given to Ohio State students, but have long been...well, M.I.A.
I have a feeling it's going to be a show of epic proportions, due to comments made about M.I.A.'s Coachella performance by Paper Magazine blogger J. Everette Perry (Word of Mouth): "M.I.A. sported a hot white wig as she exploded in my favorite song "Boyz" off her album Kala. All of a sudden the lights went on. Supposedly, her dancers had fake guns, and the speaker system made very realistic gunshot noises during "Paper Planes," so security wanted to be able to check things out." This sounds awesome, to say the least.
This said, the news is that a person's only hopes for getting tickets lies in either a. a sweet friend at OSU who just gives out their ticket, b. craigslist, c. the facebook marketplace, or d. possible radio giveaways? Who knows.
I am a journalist currently doing freelance work, usually in the entertainment department. I love music and magazines. As Filter says: Good music will prevail.
