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Annie, get
your gum

>> Norway’s electro-pop princess is set to blow up big, and gives Pop attendees something to chew on

 

by RAF KATIGBAK

Norway’s Annie Lilia Berge Strand is the biggest pop star you’ve never heard. But if she has her way, that’s all about to change. For the last year, Strand (known simply as Annie by her fans) has been working hard, promoting and touring Europe and the United States, happily taking on the seemingly Sisyphean task of the outsider trying to break the mainstream charts. But with a legion of Internet fans and music-blogging nerds behind her, she might have a shot yet.

Of course, in her homeland Norway, the 27-year-old blonde bombshell is already a megastar, filling large concert halls and drawing legions of fans (aged five to 50) to outdoor festivals with the help of a gem of a pop-tronica album, Anniemal. For North Americans, it’s a familiar package—bubblegum vocal melodies and crisp, upbeat electronic production (thanks to Richard X and members of fellow Norwegians Röyksopp) that, on first listen, might be easily dismissed as imitation Kylie or an ersatz Madonna in her day. But there’s more to Annie than just the surface, and with every listen, more North Americans are figuring out what her Scandinavian fans and MP3 bloggers the world over have known all along: Annie rocks.

The buzz on this side of the pond began when her breakout single “The Greatest Hit” made hipster charts all over the World Wide Web early last year. With its upbeat, Madonna-sampled groove and cool, distant disco vocals, it was like a breath of fresh Nordic wind, cooling off sweaty dancefloors everywhere. Follow-ups like “Chewing Gum” and “Always Too Late” sealed the deal. Finally, hipsters had a pop queen they could claim as their own, with amazing tracks they could drop without irony or guilty-pleasure apologies.

The Mirror caught up with Annie by phone in her hometown of Bergen, in anticipation of her show on Tuesday that jumpstarts the 2005 edition of the Pop Montreal festival.

Mirror: Scandinavia loves pop music. Norway specifically had A-ha, and your album is rife with an ’80s pop spirit. Do you think pop music was better 20 years ago?

Annie: Sometimes I get surprised listening to some ’80s hits. I think in the ’80s you were allowed to be more daring. Now it’s much more limited as to what you can do. But I do think there’s a lot of good pop music out there, it’s just that the industry’s getting more fucked up. It’s very easy to hate it if one artist is doing well. It’s easy to hate it because it’s a big industry and it’s much more in your face.

M: Are you afraid of that happening to you if you get bigger?

A: I don’t think too much about it, but I definitely meet people who bought my seven-inch with “The Greatest Hit,” and then when I released 1,000 copies of a 12-inch later, they said, “Oh, we don’t like you, you’re too commercial. I used to listen to you when you were underground.”

M: Wow, I don’t know why, but that irks me.

A: Yeah, there’s always gonna be those people who don’t like you because there’s like, two other people that like you. I sometimes think that some people just want to like things that nobody else likes. Like Celine Dion.

M: Huh?

A: I guess if nobody liked Celine Dion, and maybe some noise acts were the most commercial thing ever, then there would be these underground people who would be really into Celine Dion, who would just love her like, “Oh she’s so good!” I’ve been like that myself too. It’s always good to like things that you feel are your own. If you have to share the artists with others, then it’s not only your band or your act or something.

Madonna complex

M: I hear you’re a bit of a control freak. Has getting major-label support been a trade-off in control?

A: Not really, sometimes you just don’t want to do interviews or anything at all. But if I want to reach out to people, so they hear what I’m doing—I want them to listen to my music. In that way, it’s the only way.

M: Where did that desire for wanting to spread the word come from?

A: I worked a very long time on the album. I just thought people should listen to what I’m doing. It really annoys me to hear that some people have been looking, but can’t find my records. People can be mean if they like it or not, but I think they should have an opinion.

M: Journalists often compare you to Kylie Minogue or Madonna. That must be annoying.

A: In a way, it’s got nothing to do with the truth. But people always need to compare. If I was in the ’80s, they probably wouldn’t compare me to Samantha Fox, but I’m sure they’d find something else.

Personal best

M: What I like about the album is that the songs sound so personal, like they weren’t just given to you by some producer or agent in a hit factory.

A: It’s very important for me to be part of the process. I’ve been writing songs since a very young age. Very often, I’m thinking about songwriting, walking down the street or whatever. There are only two songs I didn’t write myself on the album. But I would find it really weird to make an album where it wasn’t anything I was writing myself. Because it really means a lot to me, it feels different to even sing other people’s songs, it feels as though—not that it’s less personal, just different. It’s special to be on the stage and actually sing something you had done.

M: So what’s next for Annie?

A: Well, I’m excited to get back in the studio. I’m working on some new stuff, and some of it is quite different than the old songs. But I’m not going to talk about it too much because I don’t like to talk about things I haven’t finished. I can say I’ve done three new songs with Richard X and I’m looking for other producers to work with, but it’s tough.

M: Like looking for a new boyfriend?

A: Or girlfriend…

With Dragonette and guest DJ at Théâtre Plaza on Tuesday, Sept. 27, 9 p.m., $19.50

Ready to pop

>> Hidden gems among Pop Montreal’s busy schedule

For about a year now, I’ve been saying that the annual Pop Montreal festival is poised to rival New York City’s CMJ Music Marathon, which has seen better days, as the northeast corner of the continent’s foremost event in alternative and independent music. People scowled and said, “That’s just crazy talk!” But as Pop Montreal rolls around for its fourth year—and judging by the sheer volume of shows and super-cool bonus features, its strongest year yet—such chatter’s sounding less nutty.

Special events worth noting include the Pop & Politics conference on dissent and resistance in the Bush era, which comes to a head at the African hip hop get-down with K’naan and Tumi & the Volume at Club Soda on Thursday, Sept. 29. There’s also the FilmPop nights, featuring neat docs, features and shorts that tie into the indie-pop zeitgeist, as well as several visual-arts events. At the too-cool gallery Madame Edgar up on St-Hubert, the Post Pop! exhibit of bleeding-edge, high-standard concert posters from around the world kicks off tonight, Sept. 22, and runs till Oct. 16.

Pop Montreal’s a music fest first and foremost, though, so concerts are the main course. Sure, there are the big-ticket shows, like the cornerstone concert by Beck at the Bell Centre with Islands (the project rising like a beautiful phoenix from the ashes of the Unicorns) opening, the sold-out Interpol gig at Metropolis, the Sam Roberts breast-cancer benefit gig and so forth. But one of the best aspects of a fest like this is the opportunity to check out musical acts you might not have heard of. It’s always a gamble, true, but allow us to suggest a few under-the-radar outfits that you’ll be glad you checked out.

Busdriver: A new name among the next-remists on Ninja Tune’s Big Dada offshoot, this Los Angeles MC delivers in double time, his comical contortions carrying a bitter bite and rare degree of incisive insight. His fresh new LP Fear of a Black Tangent, benefiting from the playful production of Danger Mouse, Daedelus, Paris Zax, Thavius Beck and Omid, is the kind of rap record that takes months to fully digest, triggering gasps and chuckles all the way. With TTC and Ghislain Poirier at Club Soda, Wed., Sept. 28, 9 p.m.

Falu: A Mumbai native rigorously trained since childhood in classical Indian singing, including an apprenticeship with the renowned Ustad Sultan Khan, Falguni “Falu” Shah moved to Boston in ’99 and likewise moved into the realm of alternative pop-rock while clocking in road hours with the likes of Karsh Kale. Her two worlds are gorgeously reconciled in the rock ’n’ ragas of her eponymous band, currently catching many ears in Manhattan’s happening corners. With Gina Young, Abigail Lapell, Bad Flirt and Marnie & Melissa at El Salon, Fri., Sept. 30, 9 p.m.

The Grates: the name suggests both grating and greatness, which fits this fun Australian trio of drummer, singer and guitarist well, given that for all their vigorous noisiness (bordering, on their tune “Message,” on Dischord-era hardcore) and lyrical sass, there’s a cute catchiness to them that’s hard to shake. With Big Gold Hoops & Kosher Dill Spears, the Konki Duet and Think About Life at the Academy Club, Fri., Sept. 30, 10 p.m.

Four Volts: Rest assured, there’s a much bigger charge stored up in this New York band than the moniker suggests. Cranky, crunchy guitars gush, bristle and stab, validating the shoegazer tag tacked to Four Volts, but the boisterous, back-to-basics melodies underneath indicate that these kids got their mod and garage punk principles locked down. With Mixel Pixel, Oxford Collapse and Asobi Seksu at Jupiter Room, Sat., Oct. 1, 8 p.m.

Architecture in Helsinki: Can’t say how much this inspired Australian octet could tell you about Finnish real estate, but building grand, surprising edifices of sound, that they know about. Their latest album In Case We Die comes off like some sorta operetta for the Gameboy generation, tossing together nutball new wave and flower-powered flash and filigree, sad-bastard swoon and brassy bounce, bird squawks and big harmonies. In the same ballpark as Arcade Fire and the Polyphonic Spree, albeit with a comic touch all their own. With Patrick Watson at Cabaret, Sun. Oct. 2, 9 p.m.

You Say Party! We Say Die!: Interesting either-or proposition, and if you aren’t gleefully spazzing out to the frantic prog-punk and rebel robot roller-coaster rides of this B.C. sextet, check yourself for a pulse. Their debut album Hit the Floor! is loaded with wound-up panic attacks and fist-in-air shout-alongs—all together now, “Cold hands! Hot bodies!” With Hexes & Ohs and Volume Était Maximum at Missy bar, Sun., Oct. 2, 10 p.m.

» Rupert Bottenberg

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