September 17, 2014

LP: Old and Weird - What I Saw

For all the weirdos out there.

Raise your hand if you've ever been described as “different”, or if you've ever felt like you came from another planet. I've got both of my arms hoisted proudly in the air right now and so do the members of Old and Weird. A band from Halifax that exists entirely on their own wavelength, Old and Weird's first full-length rejects pop melismas and punk screams equally. Instead, the girls embrace the idiosyncratic brand of indie employed by bands like The Raincoats and Beat Happening. With songs about thrift store donation regret, broken guitar bags and self-consciousness brought on by going out dancing, What I Saw is a love letter to the everyday. However, that's not to say it's typical. The subject matter may seem ordinary, but it's a real reflection of what women go through, the women who are rarely given representation in pop culture on their own terms.

The ladies of Old and Weird definitely aren't your manic pixie dream girls. They sing for themselves, showcasing the humor us weirdos employ just to deal with the day-to-day – it's not always bad being a girl, but most of the time it's kind of ridiculous. Celebrating this, the album ends with a laugh. Eight minute closer “Click Track / Orcas On Parade” features a spoken word description of the singer's dream date. Tongue firmly in cheek, a Southern drawl informs us that he looks like a combination of John Henry, Elvis, Trent Reznor, Louis C.K. and “my man, the Lord.” Girly, light and more than a little bit strange, What I Saw proves that there are many definitions of what it means to be a woman or musician, and chuckles that this grain of knowledge was ever doubted in the first place.

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THIS STAFF POST WAS CONTRIBUTED BY: 
Alanna Yaraskavitch, a 2nd year journalism student at Carleton University in Ottawa, Canada. When not photocopying the latest issue of her perzine, Alanna also writes about music for Weird Canada and Razorcake. Give her a holler on Tumblr or Twitter.