Victory is music: Sun-bleached rock ‘n’ roll handcrafted in the heart of Los Angeles. Guitars are the main course, served with fuzzed-out bass, peppered with archaic drum machines, and soaked in the howls of the man behind it all, Robert Fleming. He’s a well-mannered garage rocker who has no qualms helping grandmas across the street.
In 2011, he independently released his first record, Demonstrations, a seven-song EP pressed to 10” vinyl, which he snuck past the watchful eyes of over-educated record store clerks, slipping his anachronistic rock into the pantheon wax. The limited edition tracks landed in the hands of Los Angeles legend Kevin Bronson, who extolled the scuzzed-up virtues of Victory: “Fleming’s boyish tenor bounces over scratchy and buzzing guitars, recalling the buoyant ’60s and just about everything catchy since, and his lithe, get-to-the-hook nuggets get in and out of your face in three minutes or less.”
For his 2013 full-length "Victory is Music,” Fleming enlisted Grammy-winning producer Chris Testa (Neko Case, Paul Simon, Jimmy Eat World) to provide the album’s devil-may-care swagger and a Phil Spector-on-MDMA effervescence. The LP cuts a wide swath of styles. “Straight Line” serves up handclaps and doo-wops, “Dirty Jeans” is a stripped-bare acoustic number with a lonesome flugelhorn crooning like a Mariachi who lost his way. On the snarling bass and dance-floor shaker “Play It,” Fleming becomes a party-stoker, begging for mercy from neighbors who just can’t hang with the infectious understated grooves. Music Scribe John Bauccio says the album is “at once fresh, familiar and focused. These are the songs of the modern troubadour, that brave soul who finds beauty in the everyday noise of the city, and art in the conflict of the day.”