Friday, Jul. 24 2009 @ 9:00AM
Frequent Scene contributor Chris Parker filed this entry.
Matt or M. Ward has been making music as a solo artist for a decade since the demise of his trio, Rodriguez. During that time his stark haunted folk-blues sound has grown richer and more robust, culminating with arguably his most beautiful and certainly most baroque album, Hold Time. Last year he completed and toured in support of She & Him, a project with actress/singer Zooey Deschanel, and he's awaiting the September self-titled debut of Monsters of Folk, his supergroup with My Morning Jacket's Jim James, Bright Eyes' Conor Oberst and Saddle Creek über-producer Mike Mogis (Cursive, The Faint, Rilo Kiley). We caught up with Ward at his Portland, Ore., home.
Nashville Cream: What were some of your initial influences that got you involved in music?
M. Ward: I think that part of it was playing guitar along with the Beatles songs. That's how I learned to play the guitar, going through Beatles anthologies. That's how I discovered chord progressions, and how to play songs.
NC: I understand that around that time in high school was when you got your first four-track and you also discovered SST records [home of the Minutemen, Husker Du and Black Flag, among others].
MW: I was discovering all of these things at the same time. The first shows I ever saw were fIREHOSE shows in L.A., and that made a big impact. Hearing Sonic Youth prompted me to buy an electric guitar. Before that I just had an acoustic guitar. Between SST, The Beatles and the four-track, you get a pretty good picture of where my head was at the time.
NC: It feels like there's a growing presence across the albums. Where early albums may have been a little more minimal and atmospheric, there seems to have been more details and a more wrought quality about them.
MW: I think it's safe to say I'm slowly coming out of my shell. I started out just playing guitar, and not singing much, and whenever I make a record I'm learning new ways of using the voice. So I think it gives off the appearance that I'm out of my shell, but I'm very comfortable halfway hidden inside those things.