- Grown Men Don't Fall in the River, Just Like That
- Mr. Your on Fire Mr.
- Loose Nuts on the Velandrome
- The Garden Was Crowded and Outside
- Tumbling Walls Buried Me in the Debris With Esg
- Nothing Is Ever Lost or Can Be Lost My Science Friend
- We Live Ne of Compton
- Why Midnight Walked But Didn't Ring Her Bell
- This Dust Makes That Mud
Jagged and jittery, mirthful and malicious, this Big Apple-based combo take mood and sonic swings to a whole new level on their full-length debut. The brittle rhythms and declamatory vocals that pervade "Grown Men Don't Fall in the River Just Like That" and "Mr. You're on Fire, Mr.," which employs rapid-fire drum machine fills with all the ferocity of thrash guitar, resurrect the ghosts of art-funksters like Gang of Four and the Pop Group (albeit without the political subtext). The limb-splaying drum patterns -- more like Rorshach tests, really -- that skedaddle across the surface of tracks like the eerily mechanized "Nothing Is Ever Lost or Can Be Lost" simultaneously compel dance moves and defy you to make them take shape. Abstract-Expressionist Disco? Perhaps. Pollock Punk? Yeah, maybe. But by the end of the numbing epic "This Dust Makes That Mud," with Angus Andrews railing madly into the wind, any such pigeonhole is blown apart, creating enough wreckage to fill the most expansive of trenches.
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They Threw Us All in a Trench and Stuck a Monument on Top based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
This band is warmly accepted. It's good to see an original band not bowing down to 'MTV pop'. While many parts of the songs seem abstract in its sounds conveyed, they all are underlined with some hard rockin' riffs. Each musician is excellent at making your body move while the singer makes you shout along to his lyrics. I gave them four stars only because some of their stuff gets a little out there. Friends have told me that these guys are incredible live, I can't wait to see them.