The Great Debate: Vampire Weekend

The Great Debate: Vampire Weekend

It’s new feature time on Stereokill.net! Welcome to the inaugural Great Debate. The idea is simple: two Stereokill writers select an artist/band/album they disagree vehemently on. Then, armed only with our keyboards and razor-sharp wit, we battle it out to convince you (not) to listen to the artist/band/album in question.  Essentially, it’s a musical Room 101.

First in the firing-line: New York indie-hipsters Vampire Weekend. Arguing in favour of VW’s continued existence, your very own Marcus Kernohan, and for the cons, first-time contributor Alex Kelly of indie-kid rantspace Teenage Misanthropy. Let battle commence!

Thumps Up

MK: “Who gives a fuck about the Oxford comma?” With that lyric, Vampire Weekend won my approval, because they said what about 60% of right-minded people on this planet were thinking. While saying this may seem counter-intuitive to everything that Stereokill stands for, sometimes you just need music that doesn’t try to be intense or meaningful. When a thousand commuters are pushing me around for 90 minutes every morning, I need music with just a touch of the fantastic. Call it escapism, but it helps pass the time.

The self-titled debut is just 35 minutes of well-executed pop music. It’s no Highway 61, but it’s interesting to listen to, technically competent, and genuinely amusing at times. I think they’re aware that they’re never going to be banner-men for the new revolution. So they content themselves with not trying to be. It’s  just catchy, original pop music, that doesn’t ask you to take it seriously. All it wants is for you to enjoy it. They take the odd weird turn, but at least they don’t sound like anyone else, and that’s good enough for me.

Thumbs down

AK: I hate Vampire Weekend, and you should too. In fairness, a miserable bastard like me was never going to like upbeat, cheery music; but my distaste is not illogical, and it’s got as much to do with their general attitude as anything else. Vampire Weekend are emblematic of a culture that absorbs anything remotely interesting or different (take the soukous imitation on Oxford Comma as an example), defangs and homogenises it, and repackages it in bland, clean-cut ‘indie’.

The members of Vampire Weekend are, to borrow a Dead Kennedys line, terminal preppies – this is bad enough on its own, but the smirking references to Lil’ Jon remind me only of a rapidly aging politican trying to act like he’s ‘down with the kids’. Their songs aren’t about anything. Granted, I don’t feel that all songs have to be, but really it’s just one more thing that exacerbates my hatred – full of inoffensive, over-cheery sound and absolutely no fury, signifying nothing. They make the kind of music that ticks corporate boxes, and as such it’s ubiquitous. They are Paul Simon without the talent. And as if that wasn’t enough, Pitchfork Media love them to pieces. If that isn’t a reason to hate a band, I don’t know what is.

So, there we have it. The defence rests, and the prosecution has no further questions. Now it’s time for your thoughts… There’s a forum topic here, or you can vote in the comments. Let us know what you think!

About the Author

Marcus Kernohan is the founding editor of Stereokill.