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But it will be, and soon. Everything that remains adds up to little more than funeral arrangements, a dismemberment plan for the Dismemberment Plan. That's why the band's front man, Travis Morrison, is at Death Cab for Cutie guitarist Chris Walla's Hall of Justice studio in Seattle, hip-deep in a fresh start. Morrison already refers to the band in the past tense. As in:
"I really liked being in the Dismemberment Plan. I really liked being in a band. I liked the band's energy. There were skills I would have liked to exercise more. One of those skills is seeing an arrangement of a song through soup to nuts. With a band, you have to let everyone be them. You have to let the collective subconscious explosion come out. Now, you know, it's all my fault." He laughs. "It's not like I was sitting in the van, staring out the window thinking, 'Why are they ruining my songs?'"
While bassist Eric Axelson is also moving on (he's teaming with former Promise Ring members Davey vonBohlen and D.J. Didier in a new project, In English), drummer Joe Easley and guitarist Jason Caddell have said they are done with music as a career. For the most part, it falls on Morrison's shoulders to carry on the band's legacy, a role he's comfortable in. But then, he's at ease in almost any situation, the perfect party guest. He's polite to a fault, political to a point, pop-culturally literate and passionate about whatever he's discussing. It doesn't matter whether the topic is the Dallas Mavericks ("When Popeye Jones is out there, no one wants to go near him--he looks like an alien") or A.F.I. ("All I know is that I saw a couple of recent press photos for A.F.I., and the singer has turned into Frances McDormand") or whatever else crosses his radar screen. For a bit of this, check out his essay on media consolidation--titled "Turn on the Radio, Nah, Fuck It"--that appears on his Web site, www.travismorrison.com.
There is another item on his site that speaks to his comfort in carrying on after the Plan. Three, actually. They are MP3s of new songs--"Sixteen Types of People," "Checkers and Chess" and "Song for the Orca," respectively--tracks that will sound both familiar and foreign to followers of the group, Morrison's vivid voice nestled among compositions that are more straightforward without being completely streamlined. They are definitely not Dismemberment Plan songs. Sometime next year, most likely, Morrison will set himself further apart when he makes his solo debut with the as-yet-untitled and as-yet-unfinished disc he's been recording with Walla and an ad hoc group of musicians in Seattle and at San Francisco's Tiny Telephone.
"I really like it, but I'm me," Morrison says, laughing. He's in the studio today, but he's not working. Well, he is, if you count talking on the phone all day, answering the same questions every 30 minutes. It's harder than you'd imagine. "I think it's great. It's really high-spirited, really tuneful. It uses a lot of acoustic and natural timbres, like there's a lot of piano and acoustic guitar. I've really had a blast making it. It's been a really, really fun time. And I think Walla, in particular, has kind of stepped up. I think in the last couple of years he's really been getting his skills together, and you can really hear them on what he's doing here."
Walla's appearance on the record doesn't come as much of a surprise, especially since his band hit the road with Morrison's last year on the serendipitously named Death and Dismemberment Tour. But beyond that, the duo has plenty in common musically. Morrison's bittersweet vocal turns on "Come Home" (off 2001's Change) and "You Are Invited" (from 1999's Emergency & I) wouldn't have sounded out of place on a Death Cab record. And Walla's résumé as a producer (Hot Hot Heat, Camden, the Thermals) would have made him a prime candidate to helm a Dismemberment Plan album, if there had been another one. At the simplest level, however, their strongest connection is that both are huge fans of music, no matter the genre or the maker.
"I always kind of had one eye on him, because I thought the Death Cab for Cutie records were sounding better and better," Morrison says. "The rate of improvement was shocking, and the way Death Cab for Cutie's albums are constructed is incredible. They're really meticulous and really well thought out pop-rock records. And just, you know, talking to Chris, he knows about the most crazy music. The guy blew my mind when I mentioned this old jazz-country-blues guitar maniac named Danny Gatton, who killed himself about eight years ago. I didn't think anyone knew who he was outside of Washington. And he was like, 'Oh, yeah. I have a CD by him.' And he does." He laughs. "He knows Danny Gatton's songs. The guy's knowledge of music is encyclopedic. His knowledge of the tricks and the tools and the stuff that you can pick up from different records is encyclopedic. And the record sounds phenomenal. Sometimes I just sit here watching him."