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Sonic Youth
Rather Ripped (Geffen)

By NICK TAVARES
STATIC and FEEDBACK Editor

Through three days in the hot sun, minimal
washing and overpriced pizza, a beacon called out
during the recent Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival
in Manchester, Tenn. Mixed in with the usual
suspects (Trey Anastasio, moe.), the legends (Tom
Petty, Phil Lesh) and the relative outsiders
(Radiohead, Beck) was a band who have quietly
been reinventing music since 1981. They took the
stage under That Tent around 5:30 on Sunday and
had little trouble setting off an aural earthquake
through the entire grounds.

That band was Sonic Youth, and 90 percent of their
setlist that day was comprised of the just-released
Rather Ripped, as fitting a title as I’ve ever heard.
The chemistry between the band (augmented that night by former Pavement
bass player Mark Ibold) was as evident as ever, with Thurston Moore, Kim
Gordon, Lee Ranaldo and Steve Shelley playing in, out and on top of each other
as seamlessly as could be. They moved, shuttered and shook the ground as
the rallied, with the new sounds of the record blaring through the scene.
Bonnaroo prided itself this year on its diversity, but even the eclectic
combination of all those other acts gave no real preparation to what Sonic
Youth unleashed in roughly 90 minutes.

Sonic Youth shows are always intense and a practice in the unfamiliar — as
has become customary, the band has jettisoned most of its back catalog in
favor of their new material, save for a few nuggets here and there from their first
24 years as a band. And, again as custom, the new record is excellent,
furthering the musical palate of the group while keeping its singular power.

Though now departed from the band, the record still bears the mark of Jim
O’Rourke, who worked to bring the band into a new creative era by stripping off
some of the excess in an effort to shape a new, slim version of Sonic Youth that
preferred sound over noise. As with
Murray Street and Sonic Nurse, Rather
Ripped
features multi-layered guitars and percussion resting below narratives,
and its up to the band to turn them inside out with unholy screeches live. The
opening notes of “Reena” are quick and clean, with Kim Gordon singing in her
smooth, familiar register, while “Incinerate” features Moore singing fast but not
frantic, while the notes again swirl around him.
E-mail Nick Tavares at nick@staticandfeedback.com

SONIC YOUTH
Bonnaroo, That Tent
June 18, 2006

Setlist:
Incinerate
Reena
Sleepin' Around
Pattern Recognition
Do You Believe In Rapture?
Jams Run Free
100%
Turquoise Boy
Rats
What A Waste
Pink Steam
Or

Encore:
Lights Out
Shaking Hell
Expressway To Yr Skull
That’s not to say that Sonic Youth have left feedback behind them on plastic. “Sleepin’ Around,” for example,
bursts open with a fuzz and bang of electric madness before Thurston Moore’s lyric unfolds, and then back into a
screech that would’ve felt right at home in the band’s mid-80s work. Lee Ranaldo and Moore play avant guard
guitar heroes for a bit, swirling in an interplay that comes with playing together for 20-plus years supported by
Steve Shelley’s pounding, and then skids back into the vocal. It’s not the best song on the record, but it’s a great
mix-tape selection nonetheless.

Ranaldo’s contribution, “Rats,” is another gem on the record with its twists and sense of suspense. Verses like
“let me place you in my past / with other precious toys / but if yr ever feeling lowdown in the fractured sunshine /
I'll help you feel the noise” carry the song past just a “verse/chorus” tune into a winding, poetic narrative. Moore’s
“Lights Out” and “Pink Steam” each carry a feeling of danger and doom that Moore carries off so well. Sung low
and eerie, Moore takes on a threatening persona in both, explicitly, a potential rapist with just a touch of incest
thrown in for good measure on “Pink Steam.”

The record, and Sonic Youth’s set at Bonnaroo before the encore, wraps up with “Or,” a dark, brooding tale of
band fandom, first from the perspective of a tired musician, and then from an eager fan to the same band
member. Towards the end, the fans questions are slowed down through the singer’s head, each question more
mundane and more life-sucking than the last, culminating in the most overused question in the books:
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Sonic Youth rips through another chapter
“What comes first,
the music
or
the words?”
With the minimal backing dissipating, Moore’s last words, “the words,” close the record with no accompaniment.
Just “words” rings out, sealing another chapter and another gig in Sonic Youth’s life, another record on the
shelves wrapped in plastic, another needle dragging along the inner edge of a record.

The ending, as everything that came before it, is stunning. It’s lack of pretense and lack of bluster shocks the
listener into attention and commands respect.

But really, their whole career has. As a statement and as art, “Rather Ripped” rings true as music made for
music’s sake, and live, the music takes on an entirely new life.

So, a double recommendation — pick up this record, but see them this summer or fall for the full experience, for
music as a powerful tool for communication, expression, anger, hate, fear, love and passion.

And in the end, it’s just another day in the life of Sonic Youth.