No one wants to be forgotten; everyone wants some sort of legacy, a mark they leave behind as they exit this life for whatever lies beyond.
And for as long as there has been death, there have been monuments — whether austere or understated, abstract or concrete, prominent or tucked away in private — erected by the ones they loved to assure that remembrance, at least for a time.
Some of the best albums and artists were born out of happy accidents owed to varying degrees of early suckage — the perfect note or chord for a song found by missing the one you are aiming for, failed mimicry of an idol bearing something entirely new and great instead.
The Tequila Songbirds have become just as beloved as about any group around these parts. And how could they not?
Featuring a revolving cast of the Sooner State’s most badass female performers, it’s a power hour of some of the best songwriting coming out of central Oklahoma. Sure, they might not technically be family, but they are clearly a band of sisters all the same, bonded by the same brand of whiskey running through their veins.
"Overproduced" is a term thrown around all too indiscreetly nowadays, usually applied when the thing that sticks out about a song or album is how it sounds rather than how it is constructed. Yet some of the most compelling albums ever crafted embodied a certain aesthetic that was just as skillfully and meticulously put together as any Bob Dylan or Miles Davis record — which is to say production is as crucial to our enjoyment of music as much as anything else; it's also the most overlooked.
Indie rock has been in a good place as of late. Not caring about being cool is the new cool, and a couple of dudes on guitar, bass and drums can make catchy, earworm songs without being armed to the gills with computer software and vintage synthesizers.
Frank Smith with The Typist and O Fidelis 8 p.m. Saturday The Conservatory 8911 N. Western conservatoryokc.com 607-4805 $6
Frank Smith of Austin, Texas, is an enigma, being that it’s not a person, but a band.
Naturally, front man Aaron Sinclair has had to deal with a good bit of confusion concerning the name.
“I have been called Frank by people before,” Sinclair said. “That always gets a little weird.”
There’s not — nor has there ever been — a Frank in the alternative act, but frustration with losing out on its original tag of LaGuardia compelled Sinclair to adopt the full name.
“I figured we might as well change it to something that I would never have to change again and couldn’t be copyrighted by someone else,” he said. “That was the most pedestrian-sounding name I could think of.” With Sinclair being the group’s only original member after a move from Boston to Austin, the solo-sounding moniker is somewhat fitting.
A brand-new lineup helped write and record Frank Smith’s latest album, “Before You Were Born,” which will be unveiled within the month; free downloads of select tracks are already available on its website.
“It’s definitely a different band than what played on the last record. That’s a common thread in a lot of Frank Smith records,” Sinclair said. “[In] Austin, there’s just so many players and so many bands, a lot of people move around a lot. It’s been fun and challenging to keep a group of guys together.”
Those lineup changes have been accompanied by just as many shifts in musical styles; while things have always stayed somewhat folky and Southern, “Before You Were Born” marks a more drastic move toward a more rock-oriented noise à la Dr. Dog or Delta Spirit. Hopefully, it will prove to be the secret weapon the band has been seeking over the course of eight albums, dating back to 2002.
Said Sinclair, “I’m not trying to make the same record over and over again.”