Emil Amos of Holy Sons on his stint with Jandek, Lee Hazelwood and J. Mascis

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Eliza Sohn
Emil Amos of Holy Sons

Emil Amos is part experimental rock musician and part philosopher poet. Amos is a champion of stripping away the layers of conditioning we accept as payment for being part of a mainstream society that demands obedience to arbitrary rules of identity and what we are allowed to desire and aspire toward. As a member of OM and Grails, he helped rewrite the ways in which experimental instrumental bands are allowed to conceptualize their music instead of falling into a trendy mold.

With his solo project, Holy Sons (due at the Larimer Lounge tonight, Wednesday, March 23), Amos writes pop songs with warped edges from a completely different angle than other artists writing pop. Holy Sons' 2010 album, Survivalist Tails!, manages to be both challenging and entrancing at once, making it one of the most consistently intriguing releases of last year. We caught up with Amos recently and talked about his songwriting, his unique approach to just about everything in his life, as well as his stint as the drummer for Jandek on the west coast.

Westword: You're the drummer for OM and Grails. How do you see your role as a drummer in those bands?

Emil Amos: I'm not a drummer, really. I was a drummer when I was thirteen or something like that. Then I kind of quit because I started getting into songwriting. When I got into songwriting, the guys from my old band left all their instruments over at my house after practices, so by the time my band broke up, when I was a kid, around age fourteen, I had gotten addicted to this idea that using those instruments I could make anything I wanted to make, almost entirely removed from the idea of being in a band or music as most people hear it.

I wanted to be as self-indulgent as you could possibly be. I wanted to make something so selfish it transcended all previous definitions of, I don't know, selfishness. I thought, This is it! This is my way to be alone. My way to get away from everything everybody has tried to get me to do. I always felt like in my life I was dragged everywhere. I never understood why I had to learn this or go look at a painting. I didn't want to go look at other things that other people had done in the world. I was bored by it.

I saw this opening to create something, and in that way it had a multi-purpose private world that suited the purposes of therapy, and it was also athletic, and it was like imaginative. There seemed to be some elements of aesthetic artistry. It fit so many different purposes, and I learned all the various parts of the process, like a photographer spends all that time in a dark room and have to use all the parts of the process more frequently than an outside would think. An outsider just sees a picture. So I just dove into that world of the process.

I only played drums as a necessary evil just because they had to be on the songs sometimes. That made my lifestyle a completely melodic entity. I wasn't trying to have a job. I barely wanted to respect the art of the song. I didn't even care. So by the time Grails started, the whole band was an accident. We didn't know what we wanted to do, and we formed almost against out will.

So I found myself in a similar position, and I was like, well, with all this freedom, considering no one is going to pay attention to me, I sort of start with that assumption, then I might as well do whatever I want. So my style became completely sloppy. I was looking for a way to make drums create an emotional atmosphere. Like if I felt maniacal or psychotic or off-balance, chemically, I would want to express that directly on the drums. I didn't want to have an occupation like timekeeping. That seemed very far away from where I was in my head.

I learned about the role of what you have to do in a song to some extent but from the wrong direction. Sort of coming backwards at it, you know? When people complain about my drum style, by the time I got into OM, it has a much more of a concrete role in the song for the drummer, I just figured they don't understand where I'm coming from. Like if they understood about the history of how I approach drums, they'd probably totally understand. I'm not that interested in a blatant consumer opinion. That's very far removed from what makes records and how you make records.

How did you come to be the West Coast drummer for Jandek, and how has his music impacted what you try to do as a songwriter and performer?

After maybe six years of playing in town in Portland, no one still knew who I was, really. I just kind of drifted through that culture and I still do. I'm not recognized as someone who spends all their time making records and travelling around the world. People don't even know who I am.

There was one guy who happened to know who I was, and he worked at record store, and I was in there shopping. I was in there for a long time and I was checking out because I needed to get back to work and at the very end of the transaction, he said, "Oh, I've got a question to ask you." The atmosphere about it was strange. And he said, "Well..."

He started talking, and it seemed like it took him thirty minutes to get to the point. He was talking about a film festival and things, and he finally said, "There's a performer coming through. I can't tell you who he is, but I need you to say whether or not you'll play music with him -- but I can't tell you anything about it, but I need you to sign this paper right now, if you're going to do it or not, and that's it."

At that time, for it to have been Jandek that he was talking about, that was a big long shot because it was really early on. And my mind, just because I'd been into him for a while, thought, There's no way it could be that guy. It was like my instinct knew who it was going to be, and I asked him about two or three very vague questions that I knew, mathematically, would answer if it was him or not if I asked him in the right way. And he just looked at me and nodded, and I was like, "Wow, this is really strange." I looked over at the contract, and I could kind of see the word "Corwood" and I immediately signed it and basically ran back to work really, really happy.

Playing with him was, in a weird sense, life-changing because -- and this is exactly why -- I'd never felt like I could ever find an actual community or communion or kindred spirit. When you play music and you walk into Guitar Center or something, you're faced with such confusion about... it's like you're talking to people playing tennis. When I got on stage with him, in a way, for the first time in my life, I felt like I was in the right place and what I had to say was going to merge seamlessly with what he had to say, and it was going to be the whole reason you make art. The whole reason why a society begins in the first place. The whole reason we live.

It's so elusive, those moments in your life when you can find people who even understand what you're talking about are so rare. I was only invited because the guy in that record store knew those Grails records and knew that I was free jazz enough. It was some sort of weird destiny, and it taught me I could probably do anything that I wanted to do too because it was two hours in sold out crowd and on camera and I had to improv the entire time. In a sense, it was totally challenging, but it ended up being so easy. It kind of confirmed I was going in the right direction. That record store was Jackpot downtown. Jackpot arranged that show.

There's three record stores in Portland that have been friends to me. Jackpot, Exiled and Mississippi. Grails have definitely gotten a lot of the records we've sampled at all three of those places. Around the time Black Tar Prophecies, me and Alex John Hall would wake up, get some coffee on the weekend, go down to Mississippi Records and go, "Dude, we need one more song really bad." And then grab a bunch of ethnic records, go home and bam, then we'd probably have one of the best songs. Without those record stores we would have been bumming.

On Decline of the West, you have a song called "Saccharine Trust" -- I assume it's partly a reference to that great SST band, but what theme do you explore in that song that seemed warrant such a title?

The funny story I have about that is that Jack Brewer, the guy that sang in that band, found me and we started emailing for a while. I was a pretty uptight little straight-edge hardcore kid when I was little. So when I listened to SST I gravitated toward the more by-the-numbers stuff. I like The Minutemen, obviously, but even Black Flag was so intimidating. It scared me because I was so small and the idea of going into a mosh pit was ridiculous.

I was literally twelve or thirteen when I would go to The Cat's Cradle. It was a pretty frightening atmosphere, even if nothing particularly violent was going on.
I really knew Saccharine Trust from the SST comp and cover when they did "Six Pack." I just remember there's this girl in the audience, because it was a live taping, actually it was probably staged because she keeps saying, "Six pack!" Super annoying. It got drilled into my head.

I thought to myself that there's only about less than five bands in the history of music that had good names. There's Guided By Voices, Saccharine Trust... It stuck in my head as an intelligent name. That song I wrote embarrassed me because I thought it was too harmless, mainstream and catchy, and I thought if I called it "Saccharine Trust," it would say that I was apologizing for the fact that it was catchy. Kind of trust with sugariness.

It was a reference to the band and Jack Brewer, and I started writing, and he sent me all their records. My idol when I was thirteen was J. Mascis. One morning I was super hung over and I had to go to work, and I just remember running out the door, and I checked the mail, and I reached into the mailbox, and this picture fell out. Jack Brewer had sent me a picture of J. Mascis blankly staring into a manta ray tank. It was just the reflection of his face coming off the glass. It was really obtuse, and I picked it up. I couldn't figure out where it was from, or how it got there, or why he would know I would want something like that but now it sits on my refrigerator at home.


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Im tooo drunk to read but uhh, J MScis is the best ever. Dino JR. FTW. 1

Dickrichards
Dickrichards

I guess, if being honest is pretentious...

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