.The indie-punk house records coming out this season, they will be the last allowed through the gate. I think there is a decree going up, sometime, March-ish, that all the disco punk bands must become one big band. Not an orchestra, but a marching band - that only disco's the high hats and slashs the skronk chords at chunka-chunk intervals, and then a frontline -- a danceline, purrhumps, of yalpers. Skinny tiesuited mewlers, spewing drysex dissatisfaction about "you, girl" and C&C Music Factory sentiments, clad in goth's finest lace shirt.
El Gaupo, now doing business as Supersystem, made a deeply Brooklyn dance dance debut for Touch N Go, which seems to be about buddhist doctrine of interconnectedness, and also seems to be Devo's-manic frantic pumped through some Phuture thump. It's too fast, and it's kind of a guilty pleasure. I feel like they are late to the disco game, and I am all "oh, not again! but I still have the Out Hud Cd to get through!" -- and also, btw, why is Out Hud not going for a punk rip steez of Inner City "Good Life"? I think thats a sound investment and might put them ahead of the rest of the greezy disco hamsters gobblehoofing on the greezy, greezy revivalist hamtrack™.
Second on that topic, Justin from El Guapo has a side band called Edie Sedgewick, which is him solo, singing about celebrities. It sounds like pained robot-cadence yelling over the unhappiest japanese video game. Atom and His Package with a war to fight, and nothing funny to say. The highlight: Track 6 "Robert Downey Jr." -- the chorus is Justin yelling over harsh keyboard drone - "RELAPSE! RECOVERY! RELAPSE! RECOVERY! RELAPSE! RECOVERY!" - the rest of the song is surprisingly tender. Be forewarned -- the "Sigourney Weaver" song is the weakest one on the album... perhaps owing to a convoluted career.
Posted by Jessica at February 1, 2005 12:49 PM | TrackBack