Spinanes
The Imp Years EP
[Merge]
Rating: 5.9
Originally comprised of singer/songwriter Rebecca Gates and drummer Scott Plouf,
the Spinanes were a likable rock duo that invigorated the lively Northwest scene
with alternately brooding and rollicking tunes. Wedding Gates' lachrymose pop
musings to Plouf's propulsive percussion, the band's most notable aspect was
their ability to deliver a full-bodied sound with a limited palette of materials.
This six-song assemblage of early recordings for Imp Records compiles the group's
first couple of singles and hard-to-find tracks. Truly, a release for only the
most loyal of Spinanes fans.
The songs on this disc are presumably rare, but virtually indistinguishable in
execution from the rest of the Spinanes' body of work, with the exception, perhaps,
of Arches and Aisles, the album Gates recorded with friends after Plouf left
to become Built to Spill's permanent drummer. The first two Spinanes albums, though,
are better documents of what they had to offer. The shambling singles tracks bear
the blueprint of Gates' familiar vocal habits and failed-relationship wordplay.
It's telling that the most affecting song on The Imp Years comes with a
cover-- "Handful of Hearts" manages to render the break-up of the duo somewhat
touching. The moment is fleeting, but it leads to ruminations on the death of
"indie" as a self-sustaining, legitimizing force of amateurism and obscurity in
music. The listener is left with the sagging realization that the Spinanes came
and went, and that neither their presence nor absence amounts to very much in the
long run.
This realization, of course, necessitates qualification by the fans, those who
at one point or another took a strong liking to the Spinanes and for whom this
will doubtless be a significant release. The fact should be made plain that
retrospective releases for defunct indie bands such as this are hapless attempts
at bringing together loose threads for threadbare audiences paralyzed by the
notion that the time and energy invested in appreciating these bands have met
with diminishing returns. The ability of this release to spark interest in
the Spinanes is undercut by the stylistic redundancy of their accomplished
but ultimately standard take on the whole indie rock shtick. Their catalog
is a dead horse best left unbeaten.
-S. Murray