Discovery is a potentially-Carl-Approved side project of Vampire Weekend's keyboardist Rostam Batmanglij and Ra Ra Riot's lead singer Wes Miles. They are scheduled to release their debut LP, named "LP" on July 7 and currently streaming these 4 songs on their website. It's an interesting synthy/glittery sound but I need to hear the final product before I pass too much judgment. I'm currently on the fence because I'm so damn sick of Vampire Weekend, but trying to get past that - maybe 'ol Rostam is sick of his own band too, hence the side project. I am cautiously optimistic.
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Saw Vampire Weekend in Portland last year and they were kind of like a week old 2-liter of coke. Not horrible, but flat. I remember the line in the local weekly I grabbed that said, "..they are like burning ants with a magnifying glass; fun at first, but gets old quick". Here are the three fates the Mercury laid out in March of '08:
1. The Hootie & the Blowfish scenario. The Vampire Weekend machine trucks along, continuing to pick up steam. Their record gets a shitload more popular, especially when summer starts warming up. All the suburban kids, and their mothers, and their grandparents, jam to "Oxford Comma." It becomes a phenomenon. Then, when the time comes to release their second album, it's a massive turd, no one buys it, and the Vamps quickly fall back to the sidelines. There's quite a good chance of this happening, since Vampire Weekend played a pretty short set, and couldn't even muster an encore. They don't even have a cover song to flesh out their setlist. (If they don't write, or learn, some more tunes, this could be what happens.)
2. The Jack Johnson scenario. Vampire Weekend writes the score for Curious George II. They make a conscious decision to never write any music of any consequence, and subsequently are assured a long career in making bland, sweatless, unchallenging music for sorority girls and, uh, grown-up sorority girls. They become filthy rich and buy yachts and houses in the Hamptons. (This scenario is pretty likely. If I was a betting man--and I am--this is the pony I'd pick.)
3. The Joy Division scenario. Troubled frontman Ezra Koenig offs himself after failing to reconcile the band's burgeoning success with his artistic integrity. Mopey, darkhearted teenagers for generations to come discover the abbreviated output (an album here, a smattering of singles there) of this darkly-named "Vampire Weekend" band. The self-titled debut is eventually considered one of the finest albums ever made, and little goth hearts the world over pledge tear-eyed allegiance to tormented, beautiful, forever-young Koenig. (This will not happen.)
...as for this electro-pop taster, I'm afraid it sounds like crap and I'm going to play these songs over and over and over again.
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