With the liltingly accented lyrics of French singer Dominique Durand and the minimalist, light-fingered production of Kurt Ralske (who gave Ultra Vivid Scene its fey, Euro-trash aesthetic), Realistic has all the superficial allure of an early '60s new wave film. The loungy xylophone on "Shallow" evokes images of Jean Seberg dreamily wandering down the Champs ƒlysŽes, while "Get Enough" and "No Guarantee" are the kind of wistful-yet-upbeat pop numbers that always accompany teen-age heartbreak on the dance floor. Durand's old-fashioned English idioms ("beaten by a landslide," "this is what the fuss was all about") pop up at the oddest times, giving the music a peculiar charm -- though why Japanese groups like Shonen Knife can't pull off the same trick without provoking snickers is still a mystery. Unlike that group's cheery pop, though, Realistic takes awhile to sink in, and ends with a trio of lifeless songs that definitely outstay their welcome. But tracks like "Beautiful" and the lush "Point of View" demand replaying. Like its namesake, Ivy will creep up and eventually overtake you.

-- Rafer Guzman

The Code
Psychosexual Album

As any Freudian will tell you, psychosexuality involves an intricate nexus of mental, emotional and behavioral tugs on the libido. With local composer/bassist Steve Horowitz at the helm, the Code's latest multigenre blitzkrieg covers all the bases with a very '90s sexual candor. Numerous levels of time-honored dysfunction are bared in the words of performance artist/singer Sten Rudstrom, who spins yarns of Oedipal consummation ("With Love") and his girlish underwear ("One Chunk"). Later, the "terrible sexual acts" of bestiality, sodomy and golden showers, and "the ultimate attitude of blasphemy" are vividly illustrated on "Amazing." Yet what's really disturbing isn't the aberrations or perversions but the inevitability of intimacy-gone-sour captured on "Lust Won't": "I dream of you and you dream of me/ The only thing we have in common is nightmares." A mad musicality intertwines with these convoluted themes as the world-class players -- including guitarist Steve Kirk and saxophonists Ralph Carney and Dave Slusser -- let loose with twisted, brutal funk and volcanic improvisations. These electric currents fall way on the other side of the (main)stream.

-- Sam Prestianni
The Code plays Thurs, May 25, at the New Performance Gallery in S.F.; call 386-2009.

Short Bus

In keeping with the visceral depth of forefathers Al Jourgensen (Ministry) and Jaz Coleman (Killing Joke), Filter's Richard Patrick and Brian Liesegang take a fresh, intelligent approach to industrial music on Short Bus, their debut. The usual heavy guitar onslaught and electronic mayhem is there, but washed in a deeply personal gray. Songwriter Patrick gives the genre a different feel with his intensely confessional lyrics: "I've been thinking about what you said/ It's been going around in my head/ I've been thinking about what you were/ I think you'd be better off if you were dead," he sings on "Consider This." Sonically, Filter may be a beast of a different nature, but a Nine Inch Nails influence is undeniable; in fact, programmer/producer/guitarist Patrick recorded with NINailer Trent Reznor on Pretty Hate Machine.

Short Bus opens briefly with a slow, haunting guitar melody on "Hey Man Nice Shot" that eventually plummets maniacally into the dark bowels of Skinny Puppy hell. The drum machine has an occasionally tinny quality, but on "Dose," the beats are as massive as anything Metallica's Lars Ulrich might pound, cleverly emphasizing the refrain, "It makes me want to stick my dick in your face." Just put that thing away, thank you. Other tracks are more austere, like "Stuck in Here," in which a simple tune and deadpan lyrics illustrate an all-too-familiar battle with personal demons. The struggle is nothing new, but the context is, and this brand of confrontational industrial pop is not for the weak of heart.

-- Kim Taylor

Ben Lee
Grandpaw Would
(Grand Royal)

At the tender age of 16, Ben Lee has distilled the essence of pop music, refined it into a syrupy extract and bottled it. The result is Grandpaw Would, an endearingly naive freshman effort sugary enough to pimple a dead man. Supershort and catchy, Lee's clever ditties occupy a world of best friends, kissing and holding hands -- call it schoolboy pop. According to the cute, Lee-penned liner notes, the bulk of the release was recorded in Chicago over the lad's winter holidays. On vacation from his New Zealand high school and his rock band Noiseaddict, Lee laid down vaulted tracks based around his revered $20 acoustic guitar. He didn't have to go it alone in the windy city; he had help from the kind of friends a budding young musician would die for. Both Liz Phair and Rebecca Gates of the Spinanes cruised by the studio to lend backing vocals to the ephemeral masterpieces "Pop Queen" and "Away With the Pixies." And Brad Wood, who co-produced Phair's Exile in Guyville, acted as Lee's pal, host and producer; Wood's responsible for the straightforward drums and shakers as well as the clean sound that allows Lee's slight Kiwi accent to float deliciously over the mix. Sometimes Grandpaw is painfully adolescent, but Lee's fumbling is usually more adorable than annoying, with an aw-shucks charm all its own.

-- Jeff Stark

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