I'm amazed these guys are still at it – and in exactly the same way they were twenty years ago:
They've mostly dropped the Sonic Youthesque atonalities for guitars that roar clean a la Neil Young, but that's what getting older will do to you. (Even if it doesn't seem to be doing it to, well, Sonic Youth.)
This sound hasn't really been my thing for a while now (as far as "comebacks" go, I was more excited/intrigued by the new DOOM and the new Mos Def), but I've been listening to Farm a lot lately, almost without meaning to. There's not a single moment on the record that will come as a surprise, but for some reason, they pull it off. It's the post-rock equivalent of AC/DC, if the AC/DC were still able to do what they do with some dignity, which they mostly don't. (Except for live, or so I've been told.)
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
A very subtle and funny writer - one I've become obsessed with over the past year - in a decidedly Muriel Spark mood. Imagine The Pr...
-
August over at Vestige.org has posted a long and very complimentary review/essay about my novel that morphs into a defense of the boring ol...
-
Mark Steyn is a dangerous idiot with a suspiciously homophobic streak for a bearded, show tunes-loving man who is drawn to big, strong, auth...
-
Penniless, woefully obscure Douglas Coupland went on a tear last week in the New York Times ’ subscriber-only online thing: "Can/Lit is...
No comments:
Post a Comment