Writer Alec Bemis is apparently trying to get ahead of the curve, writing an obituary for the indie-rock boom–we can’t bring ourselves to use the term “yindie”–in this week’s LA Weekly. We were all ready to throw an Irish wake, but then we read Bemis’ postmortem:
Anecdotal evidence suggests we’re entering the tail end of the recent indie-rock boom, as defined by the yuppie roster of classic Seattle indie SubPop (Iron & Wine, the Postal Service, Wolf Parade). Reports from the label’s showcase at the CMJ Festival earlier this month were distinctly underwhelming. This year’s SubPop class is equally fey, and still features yindie’s signature vocal yelp. But Loney, Dear, Oxford Collapse, the Thermals, and CSS are too amateurish and rough-at-the-edges. They couldn’t generate the ardor of the night’s headliner, the Shins — the Natalie Portman-approved band that helped define the yindie sound. Rather, we’ve entered yindie’s cash-in phase, and the benefits are accruing to the entrepreneurs in close proximity to the boom. Last month, Slim Moon, founder of another iconic Pacific NW independent, Kill Rock Stars, announced that he’s leaving the label to join much respected Warner Bros. imprint Nonesuch as an A&R exec. Stranger still, indie culture’s blog of record, Stereogum.com, received a cash infusion from former MTV exec Bob Pittman.
Hmm? Now, we traffic in anecdotal evidence all the time, but labeling some suspect conclusions based on one CMJ showcase and a couple of hires as “anecdotal evidence” doesn’t mean that Bemis’ argument isn’t pretty weak. To wit:
· The Thermals and the scruffy Oxford Collapse certainly have yelpy tendencies, but “fey”? Please sample the below MP3s, then get back to us.
· Yes, Sub Pop’s roster this year wasn’t laden with Braff-approved soft rock. But if we’re entering indie’s “cash-in phase,” as Bemis puts it, wouldn’t a parade of Ben Gibbard soundalikes be the best way for the label to make money fast? If anything, we’d say that Sub Pop is re-embracing its old-school style with bands that are, as Bemis so disdainfully puts it, “rough-at-the-edges.”
· In the last few years, has Kill Rock Stars signed a band–aside from, maybe, the Decemberists–that fits the “yindie” archetype?
· As far as Bemis’ point on “indie [culture] blog of record” Stereogum cashing in serving as a leading indicator of the indie boom’s demise, he may have an argument–especially now that they’re wasting bandwidth on Hinder.
The Thermals – I Might Need For You To Kill [MP3, link expired]
Oxford Collapse – Please Visit Your National Parks [MP3, link expired]
Baby Bands, New-School Show Tunes and the Rise and Fall (!) of Yindie [LA Weekly, via Coolfer]





















Ha, I bought that “Gimme Indie Rock” K-Tel compilation pictured from a cutout bin for $1 last week. Pure nineties college rock bliss.
I was certain that I’d click on the link and read a carefully thought out, forcefully argued piece, not realizing your excerpt was the entire thing. Anecdotal evidence, indeed. This reads like a random thought he had at a Fat Burger, written on the back of a napkin.
If you’re going to make a sweeping argument based on shreds of evidence, at least bring the pain, Alec Bemis.
Yindie? I thought “yupster” was the preferred nomenclature. At least, that’s what Stereogum told me to think with all of his corrupt, sell-out money…
Yindie? That’s yucking yupid.
Whoa. Hold on a sec here.
Sub Pop released WOLF EYES. And KRS put out a singer/songwriter named BITCH.
So, um, i’ll have what he’s smoking.
Wasn’t the cash-in moment in 2004? Modest Mouse goes double-platinum, Postal Service gives Sub Pop their biggest seller since Bleach, Yeah Yeah Yeahs go Hot 100. This article feels about 18 months late.
Oh dear. Bands at a cutting-edge music fest are a little rough and untested? You mean, like, they’re new?
But I wouldn’t know about this stuff. All I listen to is Italo disco and Kitsuné Maison compilations. Indie rock is the what now?
“Anecdotal evidence” is always a fun way to construct an argument. Like fucking with a flaccid penis.
Oh but this gets me, too. Elsewhere in that “notes from a Fat Burger napkin” column of his, in the review of Jay-Z’s “Show Me What You Got”…
Attn: Rock Journos Writing About Hip-Hop
FOR THE LAST TIME, “SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT” SAMPLES PUBLIC ENEMY’S “SHOW EM WATCHA GOT” AND NOT “RUMP SHAKER,” as much as you want to swim in the guiltless irony of it all. Maybe the Flavor Flav samples on the Jay-Z track threw you off.
Oh, and Bob Pittman left mtv NINETEEN YEARS AGO. But I see how throwing that in there as his identifier throws up the perfect Yindie tombstone.
yawn. This is why everyone tears out the club/show listings and throws the rest of the LA Weekly away.
(This is my first experience with Oxford Collapse and they’re already better than the Shins 90 seconds into the song)
Ugh, how much time has to pass until journos can write about The Shins without mentioning Natalie Freakin’ Portman? She didn’t discover them, people.