Tuesday, June 13, 2000
The eve of the fourth SFA show in Toronto in the last 15 months: In December, the NME stated that SFA were "easily the best band never to have changed anybody's life". I concur -- but I can't hold it against the Super Furries. Five people as intelligent as the members of SFA know that they won't change the world with songs about magic scissors and mobile phones. Any band that is so in touch with these elements of pop culture knows, basically by definition, exactly where their songs fit in the grand scheme of the universe. Perhaps not so with Mogwai. The five lads from Glasgow are (collectively) the Alex Rodriguez of rock -- perhaps the best band in the world despite being only in their early twenties. Their main weakness is that they might, just might, possess an elevated sense of their own self-importance. From their lengthy hate list to their undying support of their post rock peers (culminating in their widely praised All Tomorrow's Parties festival), Mogwai are less a band than an agenda. Even though last years' "e.p." is their strongest musical statement to date, it's a short jump from the blissfully controlled calm of "Stanley Kubrick" to the self indulgence of recent Sonic Youth releases.