From the archives: Ancient Anonymous Aggression

One of my favourite albums of the last decade or so has been Tomahawk‘s Anonymous. To sum it up in a sentence, it’s a collection comprised mostly of contemporary arrangements of traditional Sioux and Apache songs. I was listening to it on a drive back from the rez on the weekend and was reminded that I wrote a little article on it back in 2007 for SPIRIT Magazine. Unfortunately, that issue was never printed and the great magazine is no more. So I dug up the article and decided to post it here. While I greatly enjoy the album, it opens up the debate around cultural tribute versus cultural appropriation. I’d love to hear what you think.

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The way Duane Denison sees it, it was a kind of bizarre rock n’ roll destiny.

“We didn’t intend to end up here – a band of white guys called ‘Tomahawk’ playing rock versions of pow wow music,” he says with a laugh on the phone from his home in Nashville, Tennessee. “We just picked the name because it sounded aggressive.”

But it was an almost ancient aggression that inspired Tomahawk’s third album, Anonymous: thirteen tracks that explore traditional Native American songs with a more contemporary rock treatment. The result is a modern interpretation of some of the darker and more haunting traditional melodies and beats from the North American southwest through heavier, more intricate percussion, guitars, and complex vocal samples.

It’s an idea Tomahawk guitarist Denison had been kicking around since 2000, after touring as a guitarist for Hank Williams III on the reservation casino circuit across the American southwest. “I was a little disappointed with some of the Native bands I was seeing in some of those communities,” he says. “They were usually very conventional, kind of blues and country type stuff, or too much like ‘new age’ music. I figured there must be Native music somewhere that was more aggressive, spookier, and more kinetic.”

After doing some research, Denison (formerly of The Jesus Lizard) found some historical music books that dated back to the early 1900s with transcriptions of traditional Sioux and Apache ceremonial music. He was blown away. “I couldn’t believe how meticulously transcribed these songs were – right down to tempo and key changes,” he says. “The music just sat in these books for decades and decades. There were no recordings; no listening reference to learn from. I was just really interested in the way they sounded.”

So he got together in Nashville with drummer John Stanier (formerly of Helmet) and worked on some demos. They then sent the guitar and drum tracks to vocalist Mike Patton (of Mr. Bungle, Faith No More and Fantomas fame) in San Francisco. The original idea was to use them as interludes and segues on a new Tomahawk album – which was supposed to be a straight-up rock record like the band’s first two releases. “I played it for Mike, and he thought it sounded amazing,” says Denison. “He said we should try to make a whole album out of these songs.”

What resulted was an eclectic and intriguing collection of songs on what became Anonymous. Heavy beats that drive straightforward, then wildly stray. And guitar and vocal melodies that are both haunting and beautiful. “Mescal Rite 1″ is a concise marriage of all three, based on a rhythmically complex chant that seems almost universal – i.e. something you’d hear at any powwow across North America. “Cradle Song”, meanwhile is an ambient, chilly departure that’s much more contemporary, with lyrics in English. And “Sun Dance” is probably the most “rock” in nature, but the vocals make it almost ancestral.

“I’ve always been worried that our approach might offend some Native people,” says Denison. “But we wanted to be as respectful and true to these traditional songs as possible. The bottom line is, we want to make music that sounds good.” He says the “Anonymous” title pays tribute to the countless individuals who contributed to these songs, but went uncredited throughout history.

“This music belongs to everybody, and I’m really fortunate and honoured to have been able to play it.”

Digital Smoke Signals

About half of my waking life is spent in front of some sort of screen as I ingest a variety of media. I’ve lamented this routine before, and I don’t really foresee my habits changing as long as I make a living off of words and images that are transmitted digitally. It can be a sad and frustrating fact of modern life, but at the same time I can’t disregard the power of modern communications and its contribution to cultural preservation. In the past few months I’ve seen social media help shine a spotlight on Aboriginal issues largely ignored by mainstream media. On the other hand, it has prompted the widespread sharing of mainstream media projects dedicated to some of those issues. The internet has helped me strengthen my Ojibway language skills. It has also bolstered my personal ties to family and community. And as Aboriginal people find new ways to reinforce traditional and new stories through the written and spoken word, new media will play an even bigger role in keeping them alive.

On a grand level, a YouTube video posted by a Member of Parliament last fall went viral on Facebook and Twitter and introduced the country to a northern Ontario Cree community called Attawapiskat. Most people in the broader national Aboriginal community were already well aware of the housing and schooling issues that persisted there (thanks in large part to the incredible work of the late Shannen Koostachin). But the buzz on social media forced national broadcasters and newspapers to report on it. While the housing problems in the community are far from being resolved, the ongoing saga has showed people in other communities that all it takes to provoke national discussion is a simple video camera and a YouTube account.

That’s not to say mainstream media is largely neglecting Aboriginal issues in Canada. There’s still a lot of work to do, but broadcast, print, and online outlets are devoting more space than ever to the unique stories of Canada’s fastest growing demographic, and again these stories are so easily shared on social media. A great example is CBC’s massive 8th Fire project. The focus was forging a new relationship between Canada and its vibrant and diverse Aboriginal peoples through stories in various media. These vignettes, articles, and episodes were easily sharable. They prompted discussions in new circles, and I think it’s because the scope has widened far beyond traditional broadcast schedules. I was fortunate enough to contribute pieces as a filmmaker/journalist and columns as an author, and I found it hugely rewarding to be able to share them so easily. The feedback was great and I wouldn’t have been able to reach out like that even five years ago.

As a result, my developing journey as an author has benefited from a lot of people spreading the word about my first foray into fiction, Midnight Sweatlodge. But on a personal level I find a lot of the most basic connections via these digital smoke signals hugely fulfilling. As I’ve mentioned, I’m currently reconnecting with Anishinaabemowin (the Ojibway language) and finding online resources like dictionaries and discussion groups has never been easier. While it’s impossible to really learn the language this way, online and social media provide a new crutch to prop it up.

Harnessing Aboriginal language and culture this way should not substitute the spoken word and the communal power of sharing these experiences and stories in person. Our cultures survived thanks to the resilience of people who vowed to sustain them behind the back of assimilative practices. People spoke the language in secret and held sweatlodges in the dark of night. But digital media are a viable supplement in order to ensure culture endures. Virtually, communities are closer than ever sharing traditional words and stories, and more importantly, making connections. And on the most basic personal level, that’s heartwarming and spiritually satisfying. I can Skype with my mom who’s a diabetes educator in Innu communities in Labrador, and I can Facetime with my dad who’s a cultural educator back in my home territory of Central Ontario. Those opportunities will always make me smile.

Top Ten Albums of 2011

It’s that time of year again, where music fans around the world compete to look hipper than others in list form. Taking a second look at my favourite albums of 2011, I appear to have grown much tamer since last year. Regardless, this is what I was listening to the most in the calendar year:

Feist – Metals

It’s dark, emotional, and catchy. Feist’s latest album has a massive, mostly orchestral sound that sucks you into an aural whirpool and throws you around from start to finish. I usually reserve my top spot for something heavier, but music doesn’t need down-tuned power chords and double-kick drums to be heavy.

KEN Mode – Venerable

On the other hand, a stripped-down three-piece from Winnipeg can make some of the loudest and most intense metal out there. I’m always blown away by just how powerful their songs are, and then I remember they’re only drums, a guitar, a bass, and vocals, and I’m even more flabbergasted. Flabbergasted!

Puscifer – Conditions of My Parole

With their last album entitled V is for Vagina, a lot of people had a hard time taking this band seriously. Others may have had higher or more serious expectations from Maynard James Keenan, whose other band is the “highbrow” metal outfit Tool. While musically, this album isn’t too much of a departure from the last one, it’s still solemn and groovy and thus very enjoyable.

Mastodon – The Hunter

Fanboys around the world cried when they heard more actual singing and catchier guitar hooks on this album. At the core it’s still the most intricate and sophisticated popular heavy music out there, and Mastodon still deserves a lot of credit for playing by their own rules all these years. They’ve done something different on every album, and I already can’t wait to hear what they’ll try next.

Saul Williams – Volcanic Sunlight

Like most fans, I fell in love with Saul’s spoken word, which eventually evolved into rap music, which has now evolved into an almost pop/R&B sound. Needless to say that kinda weirded me out at first, but in its essence this is a fun album held together by his always strong trademark lyrics.

Thrice – Major/Minor

This was my favourite rock album of the year. Over the years, the dudes in Thrice have carved out a very unique and heavy pop-rock sound that’s light years beyond that dreadful “emo” category they were pigeonholed as a decade ago. Why popular rock radio largely ignores them is beyond me, but their longevity speaks to their true talent.

Bon Iver

I drank the Kool-aid.

Wilco – The Whole Love

Honestly, whenever Wilco puts out a new album, I could either take it or leave it. Some of it I dig, some of it I don’t. I definitely dug this one so I took it. It’s louder and more aggressive (for a band like Wilco) than past outputs I’ve heard. Rock on Wilco!

Tom Waits – Bad as Me

Another confession: I’m not really that familiar with Tom Waits’ music. I know his hit songs, and someone left his Real Gone CD at my apartment in Toronto many years ago (if it’s yours, sorry, I think I traded it for a Billy Talent CD), but other than that I’m pretty green. My good friend Chunk sent me this one out of the blue as a gift and it’s been the nicest musical surprise of 2011 for me.

My Morning Jacket – Circuital

I first listened to this album on a sunny spring afternoon drive through Algonquin Park. I fell in love with it right away. But then I listened to it again after a shitty Tuesday at work and didn’t really like it. Now I like it again.

Rock on in 2012!