Of all the people that performed at Coachella this year, I felt the most sorry for Britt Daniel of Spoon. Not only did he have to go up against Coldplay in same time slot on a smaller stage (where's the love Goldenvoice, you stick Thrice on the main stage, but not Spoon! That makes no damn sense) but he also had to fight technical difficulties and an ailing throat. That, mixed with the fact that his new album hadn't been released yet, so the new material was falling on unenlightened ears. What a shame it all was because Gimme Fiction is Daniel's most mature work to date. Notice I didn't say best, that distinction obviously goes to the infectious party monster of their last album Kill The Moonlight, but Gimme Fiction is that kind of brilliantly subtle album that takes 5 or 6 thorough listens, then sneaks up on you when you're least expecting it.
At times reminiscent of Wilco's A Ghost Is Born, Daniel fills parts of Gimme Fiction with ravaged guitar squalls and impenetrable lyrics. "The Beast And Dragon, Adored" and "My Mathematical Mind" are the two prime examples of this. At other times, Daniel gets his white boy groove-thing going with high falsettos ("I Turn My Camera On") and funky bass lines ("Was It You?"). "Sister Jack" will surely be the one track that pleases old school Spoon fans, but I take solace in the string laden "Two Sides Of Monsieur Valentine" and "They Never Got You," a Strokes "Last Nite" meets Hall & Oates "Private Eyes" tune that is fetching as hell.
Daniel didn't get the fair shake he deserved at Coachella, but I think he'll get the last laugh when fans are spoon-fed this new material on his own impeding headlining tour, I'm sure of it.
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