Keyword results: Album
Do you ever go completely OCD on a particular album or worst still, just one song? You play it over and over until you fear you'll outgrow it like a favourite childhood t-shirt. 'Ordinary' on Red Rider's long-awaited second album is that well-worn t-shirt, but I refuse to give it up. I like to wear it to bed.
As Wolf Parade went global, Sunset Rubdown became Spencer Krug's backyard project. Like a private sanctuary, Sunset Rubdown was an escape; a chance to burrow holes in different directions, with full credence given to the swirl and glisten of Krug's lurid pop music.
On Dragonslayer, Krug's fantastical worldview shouts its loudest.
I really don't know what to make of this album. It's kind of an angular, electronic funk affair, much like if LCD Soundsystem had slightly less sensical, more repetitive lyrics, and threw in touches of The Knife, Air, and hell, a smidge of Goodshirt to try to create a digitally-driven folk-disco record.
So Mercy Arms have always been OK - they've been around for a while and they've scored some nice supports slots like The Strokes. Then Capital Records screwed them or something - haven't really heard too much more until now. Until they stole my life and my right eardrum... if I play track 4, To Me Now one more time I'll be declared clinically insane.
After what seemed an eternity between Wet From Birth and the release of Fasciination, I was anticipating an incredible, mind-blowing record which pushed theboundary of the whole dance-punk sound as their past three LPs had (disregard Media, please). But instead I'm left with a slight sense of disappointment throughout.
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