Wednesday, February 18, 2015

New Music (2.18.2015)

















A Place to Bury Strangers
Transfixiation

Over the years, A Place to Bury Strangers--Oliver Ackermann's musical side-project to his full-time guitar pedal business, Death By Audio--have slowly and incrementally changed their sound from sludge-noise to Jesus & Mary Chain cover band. Yes, obviously the noise is still there, and Transfixiation shows how they are still the best at creating it. But while the first half of APTBS's fourth full-length serves more as a sampler of their previous career points ("Love High" resembles their brilliant self-titled debut; "Deeper" is a mopey cover from something on their second LP, Exploding Head; "Straight" is a clearly a B-side off their fantastic EP, Onwards to the Wall; and "Supermaster," the album opener, could easily be a bonus-track from Worship), the second half, starting with the bouncy single "We've Come So Far," is pure brilliance. The elevation of bassist Dion Lunadon to co-songwriting duty since Onwards to the Wall was a brilliant move that clearly is paying it's dividends. Songs highlighting his vocals, like "I'm So Clean" and "I Will Die," are standouts on an album full of the more experimental sounds that Ackermann is usually responsible for. Not to say the experimentation is unnecessary, or even unwanted, but without Lunadon's contributions, Transfixiation could easily have been less My Bloody Valentine, more Cromagnon. That said, Transfixiation is a validating (if not a little obvious) next step in APTBS's career, but with Death By Audio (the venue) being...well...dead, we can only hope they continue to sludge ever onward to that mythical apex where noise and harmony are one and the same.


Wednesday, February 11, 2015

New Music (2.11.2015)


















Viet Cong
Viet Cong

It's rare that an album comes along where even Spinal Tap's mythical "11" setting isn't loud enough. No, it's not that Viet Cong (a reformation of Women, a sadly underrated band) produced their debut album at too soft a volume; it's that nothing in the headphone/iPhone department compares to what massive amps and 15,000-watt speakers can provide. Viet Cong were obviously created to capitalize on the brutality of live shows--a stimulating, physical exertion far beyond the everyday. As you make your way through this post-punk wasteland, painted in dark tones by intentionally heavy production, you will experience the visceral urge to make your ears hurt. They need it, the sweet release that is the pain of rock and roll.


Thursday, February 5, 2015

New Music (2.05.2015)












Sleater-Kinney
No Cities to Love

After a ten-year hiatus, Carrie Brownstein and company return to rock your face off with No Cities to Love. Though the extra-long break was apparently much needed, the trio hasn't lost a step over the years. You can see where their influence over acts like St. Vincent (whose Annie Clark is close friends with Brownstein), Haim, and Ex Hex originates, and they expand on that sound to great effect, proving that indie-punk is not just a high school gig. Loud, brash, but never out of control, No Cities to Love is a hell of a way to crash back onto the scene.


--S^E