Regarding Mac Demarco
Recorded on March 5th, 2016
If you’re a fan of Mac DeMarco, run to your nearest YouTube-enabled set-top box and watch the 34-minute “Mac DeMarco: Pepperoni Playboy” documentary.
I’ll never get tired of spreading the Mac DeMarco gospel. He’s a seasoned composer, arranger and multi-instrumentalist trapped in a 25-year-old’s body. Like Robert Pollard of Guided By Voices, he appears to summon to-die-for melodies as easily as falling off a log. If you don’t know his persona, the film may fool you into thinking he’s the village idiot/idiot savant, but there’s a keen wit behind the endless stream of profanities and Viceroy cigarettes.
For me, the most fun parts about the documentary are the scenes in his personal studio where he’s working out guitar parts and describing his writing and recording process. His secret weapon: an analog multitrack tape recorder.
Kids are always asking me, “Mac, how do you do it? What’s the trick?” It’s all pitch control, you dumb-asses. Get yourself a tape machine, get your fuckin’ head out of that Ableton shit, you moron. C’mon.
Or, an analog tape recorder and a bucketload of talent and experience.
I love him the same way I love Anton Newcombe of the Brian Jonestown Massacre. Genius songwriting, zero self-doubt, authoritative talk about his art, and the audacity to go shirtless when there’s more important stuff to think about, like making records. There’s also an unhinged-ness and danger like you’d see in Charles Manson. Lots of extremities flailing.
Definitely watch the video. Also, don’t miss the excellent 2010 Ying Yang album by Makeout Videotape, DeMarco’s old band from 2009/2010. He’s been doing this non-stop for a while.