self-titled - no. 2 - (Page 32) EP T IPP I N G P O I N T I t's a few hours before Mary Pearson and Rob Barber—collectively known as High Places—are set to perform at The Yard, and they can’t find their microphone. It has a small, stump-shaped pick-up area that keeps Pearson’s soft voice from being eclipsed by feedback, and they hope it’s at their nearby apartment. If not, it’s probably in Philadelphia, where the duo played two nights prior. “You’re seeing me unravel right now,” says Barber, laughing. Two years ago, Pearson, 24, and Barber, 34, were each solo acts. They met when Pearson opened for a mutual friend’s band and quickly evolved into High Places (which refers to points you climb, not smoke, to reach). When Pearson’s sparse vocals converge with Barber’s upbeat sonic layers, the result is a musical cobweb, an assortment of sounds that meld into an airy, finely spun whole. Not ones for standard instrumentation, High Places use coins, plastic bags and mixing bowls. “I’ve been known to drive employees of Midwestern Salvation Army stores up the wall,” Barber says, “I’m tapping on everything, looking for good tones.” Live, the two embellish and sample those delicate noises, then blast them over big speakers. The music (Barber’s territory) usually comes before the lyrics (written by Pearson). Although they count Joni Mitchell, Santogold and Antony and the Johnsons as influences, they don’t limit their inspiration to music. High Places’ self-titled debut (Thrill Jockey) features “Gold Coin,” a song inspired by light installation artist James Turrell. Previously on display at the Museum of Modern Art annex P.S.1, Turrell’s exhibit “Meeting” involved viewing the sky through a hole cut in the ceiling, which just might be the aesthetic equivalent of High Places’ music. Theirs is a dreamy, almost surreal sound—the lyrical delicacy and musical subtlety of Beach House and Animal Collective mixed with playful distortion that, on songs such as the bubbly track “Vision’s the First ,” makes you wonder if they’re playing underwater. Need a soundtrack to sunny days spent daydreaming on the grass? High Places are it. Pearson and Barber fit the roles of daydreamers. They are wide-eyed, polite and thoughtful. And today, they’re anxious. High Places are sharing the bill at The Yard with Oneida, Abe Vigoda and Ponytail, among others, and they aren’t sure if the all-day show is running on time. “I’m nervous,” Barber says. “Are you?” Pearson asks. “Yes,” he says softly. But when they set off to retrieve their mic, it feels like they’re going where they belong: outside, to make music under the clouds. COURTNEY BALESTIER / PHOTO BY LLOYD BISHOP 32 http://www.myspace.com/hellohighplaces http://www.myspace.com/hellohighplaces http://www.thrilljockey.com http://www.theyard.ws/ http://www.theyard.ws/ http://http://www.pbs.org/art21/artists/turrell/
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