Bands are musical Venn diagrams: each member has their own tastes in music, and the music the bandÂ makes is locatedÂ whereÂ those individual tastes overlap (in most cases, anyway: it’s differentÂ if the dynamic is more like Oasis, where one strong personality basically bosses everybody else about).
That means bands tend to be fairly consistent, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing – for example if one of Chvrches wanted to do a death metal song or Angus Young decided to embrace jazz-funk, you’d hope the others would veto it – but it does narrow your musical horizons a little bit.
If you’re making music, is that a good thing?
I haven’t played in a band for a long time – ten years or so, I think, maybe more – but of course I’ve continued to write and record music with my brother and partner in musical crimes, David. And because there’s just two of us,Â and because we often write separately, and because we don’t have the issue of wondering how we’d play something live, we don’t have the consensus or compromise that you’d get in a larger group.Â The songs we’re working on at the moment include straight-ahead rock, grindingÂ EDM, very delicate acoustic stuff, shimmery pop andÂ at least one track that sounds like Donna Summer.
The thing is, though, while that’s an accurate reflection of the kinds of music we like, it isn’t a reflection of individual bands we like: each of them doesÂ a fairly specific thing.Â For example,Â Faith No More will do the odd bit of mexicana or a Commodores cover, but 99% of what they do is what you’d expect Faith No More to do.Â Eels are so consistent they often record the same song with different words. ChvrchesÂ aren’t going to start doing ska.
The only bands I can think of thatÂ don’t stick to a single recognisable sound or genre, who’ll flit from genre to genre without a care, are parodists. And that worries me, because I don’t really want to be part of a club that includes Weird Al Yankovic and the crap songs on comedy sketch shows. I’m not using arpeggiators and drum machines because I want to parody dance music, or big guitars because I’m taking the piss out of metal bands; I’m doing these things because they’re what the songs demand. The Donna Summer-esque song needs that Moroder chug. TheÂ shimmery pop needs those synths. The declaration of intent needs to sound like an invading army. And so on.
And yet I feel that I’m doing something wrong.