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So not much to say about this except for the fact that it is AWESOME in the most David Lynch feelin’ “how you doing?” way possible. Once again, all that needs to be said is that we love love love liars.
Check out our review of their latest LP over here, yo.
The Black Lips. As anyone who, even casually, follows independent music news should know, the band is, at this point, pretty renowned in the scene for their crazy live shows. Like the Iggy Pop (when he was still with the Stooges before getting, you know, ancient) or GG Allin’s of old, the Black Lips’ shows are rumored to be a spectacle in every sense of the word, in which attendance can mean anything from stumbling home, battered & bruised from a skank pit to having to weave around, feebly attempting to dodge everything from vomit to urine and fireworks. A little heaven, a lotta hell.
All that being said, I’ve personally never seen them live. Nor have I really paid much attention to their previous output. They have been on my radar but I just never found the time or the interest to turn my gaze. But, having now listened to their forthcoming release, Good Bad, Not Evil, I can honestly say that, if their other albums are like this one, I’ve definitely been missing out.
The band mixes punk with country, blues with doo-wop… to produce, in essence, the dirtiest Rolling Stones interpretation I have ever heard. It sounds like a party rollicking in a Mexican whorehouse at 3 am. It sounds like if more modern folk artists, like Devendra or Golden Animals, put more emphasis on drinking whiskey straight & rocking the fuck out.
And even when they take a break for their country balled, “How Do You Tell”, it still remains ballsy. An almost traditional country song, until you clue into the lyrics: which is all about telling children about the people around them dying. Morbid, tongue-in-cheek, but hilarious at the same time. And then they pull it right back with some of the best tracks on the album (a few being the completely nostalgic “Step Right Up” and “Cold Hands”, which you can preview below).
Really, the Black Lips have stepped right up to the plate with this one. It makes all the right points of reference, coming together to be such a cohesive package that I cannot help but declare it a very real contender for album of the year. My only complaint? My speakers just will not play the record loud enough.
this is dead leaves and dirty ground, not that icky thump shit:
The Black Lips - Cold Hands.
The Black Lips - Veni Vidi Vici. (removed by request)
The Black Lips - Step Right Up. (removed by request)
The Black Lips will be releasing Good Bad, Not Evil this coming September. Possibilities for distribution include: their own Die Slaughterhaus Records, Vice Records or on In the Red Records, but I’m leaning towards this being a Vice release. Whomever releases it, it would be in your best interest to pick it up, alongside another bottle of liquor, of course.
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Turbo Fruits were raised in the “dirty-dirty”, and formed by an epic clash that involved a race to the top of a dragon, this gang has roots that are likewise as random. Sporting a brand of rock built up on a mash of styles that harks back to the 90s, the 80s, punk-rock, and then some straight-up Nashville-styled sleaze rock (oh no! a T-Rex inference!). Yep. It’s there, but I didn’t say it.
With less sleaze, and more modern-day punch, this album no doubt belongs on the road, with a trail of smoke escaping from your speedy red shitbox, as it whiz-bangs down the highway pumping these hook-laden tracks. Believe me, if I had a speedy red shitbox I’d be right there doing exactly that. My car’s black though, so go figure.
David B. the robot says it belongs alongside poppy-tune radio heavyweights like the Foo Fighters or Queens of the Stone Age, but a glance from one of their live gigs will tell you they don’t really have much interest in big venues or top-40s (thank god). They even get the infamous Ryan Sawyer (of Tall Firs and early ATDI drummer) to kick it!:
But wait! There’s more! If you’ve got the ears, and the maths you could win a Volcano vapouriser. Report in here with how many times the word “volcano” crops up in the song of the same name and never again ingest those terrible toxins from your.. uhh.. tobacco!
mp3:
Turbo Fruits - Volcano
Turbo Fruits - The Run Around
The album’s street date was July 17th, so it should be up over at Ecstatic Peace real soon.
People have been salivating in anticipation of this release for days now. And, now, it is finally here. Icky Thump, the latest long-playa from the White Stripes, has landed. But is it worth crying over?
To many people, this is probably album of the year material. Jack & Meg announce their triumphant return with the title track album opener, what with it’s Guitar Hero soloing and Jack’s sleazy croons. And who can dismiss the badass what-ever-the-hell-that-thing-is that comes in at 1:16? And just check out this video. Even I’m impressed. Hell yeah, bordello.
But, by the second track, ‘You Don’t Know What Love Is’, things get a little shakier. I think I’ve heard that song before Jack. At first, I was thinking it was a throwback to early (and best) Stripes, but now I’m more inclined to think of it as a Bon Jovi style rock track with a dash of class. I can’t place exactly what is wrong with the track, but something just ain’t right.They pull it back on the third track, which is probably my favourite off the album. The juxtaposition between slow acoustic jammin’ and Sonic Youth feedback just makes me happy. I can’t help it.
I will always prefer the White Stripes early albums (especially De Stijl and, to a lesser extent, White Blood Cells) more than the road they seem to be traveling down. Gone are the simple & quaint home-recording days and, instead, we have this new incarnation of the Stripes, who have risen like a phoenix to play for large crowds & spend ridiculous sums on production and publicity. I must say, I do think they are doing one hell of a job considering the position they are in. Icky Thump pulls out MANY curve balls that really much be heard to be believed (’Prickly Thorn’ anyone?) and I can see myself digging on it far more often than I could even stand to listen to either Get Behind Me Satan or even Elephant. So, put on yer red pillbox hat and peruse.
mp3: (removed by request)
White Stripes - 300 M.P.H. Torrential Outpour Blues.
White Stripes - I’m Slowly Turning Into You.
(Icky Thump will be released on June 19th on Warner Bros. Records. In the meantime, check out their official site and bask in anticipation.)
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