The thing that surprises me most about this band is that they are Norwegian (although I’m not sure why that surprises me). They have a convoluted past, and I’m still not sure what the name means, but I really like the CD.
So, as I was led to believe, this debut album is parts My Bloody Valentine, but it is much more than that. The opening, “Drain Cosmetics” is another quintessential shoegazery song with male and female vocals over waves of gentle distortion.
The third track “Un-duex” is another fairly gentle track (clocking in at under 2 minutes) with waves of layered distortion competing with each other. “Candlelighted” is like the opposite of “Un Duex,” a 6-and-a-half minute noise-fest, conflicted guitars and over 3 minutes of instrumental introduction before the gentle wash of vocals come in.
“Beehiver II” continues the noise (and features the loudest vocals so far). These darker songs certainly owe a debt to Sonic Youth (not that MBV doesn’t but MBV was more wash and less abrasive). “Her Name is Suicide” slows things down considerably, almost spoiling the flow, but the song is weird enough to be interesting.
“Chorale Lick” returns to SY type noise with squealing guitars. The final track is a 12-minute song that begins slowly with gentle washes (and vibes?). By the seven minute mark all the instruments have been dragged out and it’s a noisy attack. At about 9 minutes the song screeches to a feedback-fuelled halt, but it is quickly followed by a delicate piano coda.
I didn’t enjoy the album when I was listening to it quietly (I was trying to listen at work). But when I was able to really turn it up it sounded less like a pile of noise and more like intricate uses of noise. I’m curious to see now what else they have done in the last five years.
[READ: July 27, 2010] “Multiples of Cohen”
This is a fascinating story that begins surprisingly and ends even more surprisingly (and yet very satisfyingly).
It opens with this statement of purpose: “The important fact about Cohen: he did die.”
The story is written from the point of view of Cohen’s cardiologist. Cohen is a hairy-backed, middle-aged man who judges everyone on their fuckability (the first thing he says to his doctor’s wife: “nice rack”; while his nanny has “an okay ass”). He also has a heart that will not quit. He passes all of his tests with flying colors and has the stamina of a bull.
So why did he have a heart attack while making a joke about sleeping with someone’s sister? How had the cardiologist failed him? (more…)