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Monday, July 22, 2024

Marvelle Oaks and the raw iconic touchstones of "It's Tomorrow"

 



"Parents’ party, Saturday night / I’m 3 feet tall and I’m taking flight / Running through a maze of legs / Made my way to the guest room bed / Hid myself in the fake fur coats / With aromas of perfume and smoke / I was done with my mission, and then …"


Storytime, boys and girls (and everything in between). Circa 1982, Oingo Boingo performing at the iconic cultural indie music West Hollywood epicenter, Whiskey A Go Go. The place was stuffed full and Exene Cervenka scooted past me, a smoky dark figure with a hair sprayed hard wild punk bouffant wearing a long heavy black coat. As our shoulders bumped I saw her up close as she pulled french fries out of her inner breast pocket to eat them. At that precise odd moment seeing her placing fries in her mouth and chomping down was magnetic, even sensual as time stood still (seriously still) because I was starstruck and a huge X fan. Oingo Boingo killed and Danny Elfman pulled off some weird magic trick, sort of disappearing on stage and ending up elsewhere. It was his older brother Richard who was the magician's aid because at that time he pretty much looked like Danny's twin. 

Why this story?? Because the indie rock / proto punkish, 80's spun "It's Tomorrow" by Greenpoint Brooklyn indie rock trio Marvelle Oaks in another alternate universe could have existed as an opening song / band for Oingo Boingo in 1982. The sound here, to me, exquisitely raw, pushed by such a propulsive bassline, deeply in the pocket drumming courtesy of Tom Marsh and snarling cool boy / girl vox by guitarist Alex Demir and bassist Tess Demir, feels so iconic and derivative of that fertile time, cinematic and cast in sonic amber, frozen and timeless. 

This song, a touchstone sound for me reminds me of the kind of sonic nucleic acid of bands like The Plimsouls, Television, Dramarama, R.E.M and Bruce Wooley and the Camera Club. 

"It's Tomorrow" not only is drenched in that pivotal time but the story telling feels incredibly dense like a mini-novel. I love the lyrics and the raw way the melodies connect, touches of Lou Reed or The Jim Carroll Band spit out like a busker punk improvisation. This track is the first single from MO's upcoming album "Fuzzzo". 

"Parents’ party, Saturday night
I’m 3 feet tall and I’m taking flight
Running through a maze of legs
Made my way to the guest room bed
Hid myself in the fake fur coats
With aromas of perfume and smoke
I was done with my mission, and then …

Wide eyed Shelly cried
“Come up here, don’t ya wanna feel alive?”
Made the climb up to the roof
That’s when I learned about 90 proof
I’m want to do it, do it all again
Thought it was all part of making friends
Woke up on the lawn, and then …

… Suddenly …
… It’s tomorrow …
… It’s tomorrow …

… I am ….
…Right here …
… Right now …

No time, don’t delay
Little one is on the way
Fear and wonder, feels like a dream
We enter this world with a primal scream
Got my pinky in a little hand
Feeling things I don’t understand
How can I do this? And then …

… Suddenly …
… It’s tomorrow …
… It’s tomorrow …



… I am ….
…Right here …
… Right now …

And I’m still standing here right now"




Marvelle Oaks, indie rock trio, Greenpoint Brooklyn, raw urgent proto punk, raw indie rock, potent 80's sounds, raw, dense storytelling, Alex and Tess Demir, Drummer Tom Marsh, "It's Tomorrow", new album Fuzzzo,

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