Duck Stab
On first listen I felt this was too deliberately daft, but there was some strange charm to it that made me look forward to listening again, and I started to enjoy and admire it.
I think it just manages to stay on the right side of studied, performative eccentricity, as its intentional oddness seems, to me, to have a point to it - in creating a disquieting, creepy atmosphere with ominous bass, discordant synth and primitive, eerie childlike melodies it make it a strangely compelling album, evoking an odd half awake, half dreaming state.
It’s not an easy listen, and not exactly the album to work to when you are trying to put a budget together, but amongst the atonality and strangeness there are some extremely effective passages and moods. The bass does great work on tracks like Sinister Exaggerator, Blue Rosebuds, Laughing Song (which reminds me very much of the score from Beverly Hills Cop II), Elvis and His Boss, Semolina, and Weight-LIfting Lulu, shifting between dubby atmospheres, rhythmic pulsing and more conventional melodic playing. Some of the synth lines and motifs are great too, Sinister Exaggerator, Bach is Dead, Lizard Lady, Birthday Boy, Krafty Cheese and The Electrocutioner, and it’s all augmented by some nice guitar parts here and there.
Coming after the sterile musical dead-endness of Afghan Whigs I really appreciate that this is so unique and singular, and its off beat appeal definitely grew with every listen, and I wanted to keep giving it one more go.
It’s on the border of 3 and 4, it’s a fascinatingly odd album that I really liked, and despite feeling like I’ll only come back to it when I’m in the right mood, I’ll be a bit generous and tip over to 4.
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Playlist submission: Laughing Song