The sort of so-minimal-it-barely-seems-there lo-fi bedroom pop that could make Low seem bombastic and overwhelming by comparison.
This compilation captures the panic and urgency in Gang of Four’s stripped down, funked up post-punk.
The EP reveals a very solid framework that could yield some very impressive work in the (hopefully) near future.
If loving Animal Collective is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If you’re looking for a way to pay respects to the memory of Leslie Cheung, you can certainly do far, far worse.
When taken on its own merits, the compilation has plenty of high points.
This is not a cheery release, and the songs contained within are as black as the packaging.
These quirky yet affecting songs tackle love, friendship, alienation, and survival in a suburban, post-modern environment.
What’s interesting about Tulsa Drone is the mood of their music and their choice of instrumentation.
Modern Machines blew me away with their raw and catchy tunes, showcasing their talent for proper songwriting.
You can see the two influences throughout this album, be it the insane guitars or almost-robotic-because-it’s-so-fast drums.
I give it 9 punk power chords, for blistering aggression that makes this an album that is a keeper.
It has the operatic rock quality of The Who or Pink Floyd with the sensibility to rock à la Radiohead.