Ready for Their Moment in the Sun - The Western States Motel
Imagine yourself gliding down the PCH with the warm summer breeze blowing through your hair in a red convertible (preferably with fins). This is the vibe that emanates from the Western States Motel's classic Californian sound. Originally a one man band, Carl Jordan formed, wrote, and produced this first album himself in his home in Los Angeles. With his new work hailed by critics as an intelligent, poppy disk Jordan was compared to Jeff Tweedy of Wilco. Rumors have been circling since that Jordan has got himself a proper band. Naturally curious, I caught up with The Jordan before his show at the Spaceland in Silver Lake to see how his new band was working out.
"Hey, let's do something that will provoke the manager to come back here," grinned Jesse Taylor impishly, the lead guitarist.
We were huddled in probably the most unromantic spot I've ever held an interview, a tiny little intimate session on a cinderblock behind the 7/11 across from the venue.
Carl Jordan sat comfortably amongst his new band mates. Mike Schanzlin, the bassist, had played with him live since the first album. Brian Pearl, the keyboard man, unfortunately was about to leave the outfit for the glories of law school. And last but not least the two Jesses, Carmichael and Taylor respectively, who had lived together as well as playing in bands around Los Angeles for a number of years.
When asked whether he would allow these new members of his band to influence his creative process, Jordan just smiled. "We'll see," he said diplomatically. "There is a part of me that likes the whole Howard Hughes thing where you lock yourself up in your room experience." Pure musical nerdiness aside, Jordan's new outfit is even better than his first arrangement.