My hands can barely locate the letter keys to form what I am about to say. According to the Portland Mercury, (full of shit as they may be) Coco Rosie is a widely disliked band. From Pitchfork's rating system to Spin magazine's zero star rating of (what is my favorite album of theirs) "Noah's Ark."
The Mercury attempts to figure out why they are so disliked by not just the media, but by the indie mainstream audience. (Even though, the general public is barely mentioned in this article which makes me wonder if the staff writer is writing off on his own opinion.) They mention the fact that the Coco Rosie sisters, Sierra and Bianca Casady, are privileged and well endowed by their parent's, and the Mercury thankfully did not fail to mention that the same issue has been branded upon Vampire Weekend. They then bring up the slight possibility that it is because they are women. It sounds old fashioned, (to state an understatement) but could it be true?
Finally, the last argument the staff writer makes is that their music is just no good. Which after re-reading the paragraph several times, I think the writer is both going off on his own opinion, while also giving a slight review of the new album which he clearly does not like.
Now, in trying to find the balance between seeing the point and expressing my personal view, one must be careful not to appear biased, as well as angry that one person does not like the same band as you. I guess what makes me the most frustrated is that successful magazine labels such as Spin and Pitchfork are unable to recognize such unique and talented artists. I mean, a zero star rating from Spin magazine? This is a magazine that prides itself from being disconnected from the mainstream pop world. (Whether or not they think The Strokes is a great band)
I remember the first time I ever heard Coco Rosie was in the trailer for Bruce La Bruce's gay zombie film: "Otto; Or up with dead people." It was the song: "Bear hides and Buffalo." The song instantly brought to mind so many of my favorite things. Tim Burton art, Edward Gorey stories, 1950's horror movie specials, Gothic cemeteries, and to see it synced to a gloriously creepy trailer for a gay zombie film made it one of the best film trailers of the year. That song just happened to be on what was to become my favorite Coco Rosie album, "Noah's Ark. Which is an album that is like a journey beginning on the pink back drop of their album cover art and ending on a beautiful eye opening wake from a long and nightmarishly beautiful dream.
It is my personal opinion, that in a world in which indie music has become commercialized, and repetitive within so many up and coming bands that all sound like Death Cab for Cutie imitation robots, Coco Rosie stands alone and apart. Their sound is balanced between fantasy and reality. Heavenly and hell bound. Vocal art and performance art.
Want to voice your opinion? Pour the coco Rosie cereal into bowl and grab your spoons.
This ones for them..
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