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Roomtone

By Doug Wallen

Add Comment | Comments: 1 | Posted Aug. 27, 2008

photo by michael persico

Given the warm influence of bossa nova and other light-listening earmarks, Alexander Yaker's Roomtone project neatly encapsulates an entire scene of bedsit bands, past and present. The bossa nova summons Nouvelle Vague's morphing of New Wave standards into lounge-y backdrops, while Yaker's tiptoed singing and understatedly fluid way around a guitar should appeal to fans of Eureka-era Jim O'Rourke, Serge Gainsbourg, Kings of Convenience and even the indie pop band Aden.

Roomtone at the Brooklyn Lyceum

Roomtone may be steeped in a tradition of pop/folk softness, but Yaker's musical resume is more diverse. For years he worked with different acts in his hometown of Birmingham, Ala., including John P. Strohm, one-time member of Blake Babies and the Lemonheads. When Yaker arrived in Philly five years ago, he jumped right in as a multi-instrumentalist for the late Northern Hues before joining the local super-group Grammar Debate!.

He still plays in Grammar Debate!, whose Carolynne McNeel and Joe Lekkas show up on Roomtone's newly self-released debut Hits & Mrs. Yaker's girlfriend, Catherine Cavella, plays cello on more than half of the 13 tracks, and other guests contribute trumpet, flute and drums. Yaker juggles several instruments and employs such telling touches as nylon guitar, glockenspiel and programming, each contributing to the album's equally spacey and stately vibe.

Thurs., Aug. 28, 9pm.
$8.
With Future Tips + Jukebox the Ghost.
Johnny Brenda's, 1201 N. Frankford Ave.
215.739.9684.
www.johnnybrendas.com

Atmospheric not just in sound, Roomtone songs dwell on lulling colors, passing seasons and the quiet yearning of love affairs. Alcohol also seeps in, from a mention of Spanish wine to the lines "You could down another glass" and "Speak your mind/ It's easy when you're drinking." That aspect sits well with the plush furniture and candlelit nights Yaker conjures in Roomtone, adrift somewhere between the slow ache of melancholy and the cozy hum of nostalgia. In other words, it's sad in the best possible way.