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Was most curious about this as our Clint was enthusiastic about it which means, regardless of his worrying infatuation with Yacht Rock, that it's most likely to be a pretty damn cool record. Which it is, I can happily declare. I think he knew I'd thrill my ass off to '9 Songs'. Which only has 8 songs. See what they did there? Now. What do I say about this LA duo? From this young pair who share a ...

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9 Songs by Dub Thompson
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9/10 Brian 06 June 2014

Was most curious about this as our Clint was enthusiastic about it which means, regardless of his worrying infatuation with Yacht Rock, that it's most likely to be a pretty damn cool record. Which it is, I can happily declare. I think he knew I'd thrill my ass off to '9 Songs'. Which only has 8 songs. See what they did there?

Now. What do I say about this LA duo? From this young pair who share a love of Pere Ubu and Big Black you will not get dull music. 'Hayward!' I'm assuming is a big-up to our Charles of This Heat!, another band they hold in high regard. The song dedicated to that legendary drumming force is an absolute dynamo of a thing that pulverises your expectations and seems to consist of 3-4 tunes rolled into one increasingly frenetic head-fuck. A dingy lo-fi art-rock rush like early Sebadoh, Sonic Youth and Swell Maps rolled into a fierce schizo mind-scrambler. This Heat! in there too, obviously.

'No Time' is reminiscent of Black Dice buggering-up Trip Hop after hijacking Bonobo's studio before exploding into this dubbed-out 'n' disintegrating 80s pop skank that shares something with the alien radio spaces of Ariel Pink and John Maus. Wandering through onto the brilliantly named 'Dograces'. Surely one of the oddest indie-rock tunes I've heard in a fair while. It somehow has me thinking of both Liars and Altered Images during its lolling too-many-drugs-on-a sunny-day new-wave stroll into eventual collapsing madness. Then it peters out into increasingly distorted casio kitch like a badly tuned radio broadcasting android disinfectant adverts.

'Mono' strikes me as a piece of ragged, treblesome, bobbing punk-funk...a proper gem. Title track is also a corker. All scratchy, psychedelic and funky....dislocated and thrilling stuff that somehow links This Heat! Os Mutantes and Sun City Girls into a steaming baked pie. Thanks Ma. Lastly, I'll mention the wiry lo-fi garage hardcore of 'Pterodactyls' which is freaking ace and possibly my favourite track. A truly possessed piece of music whose charred melodic breakdowns will thrill those in awe of 90s underground indie rock. This too finishes in a blistering miasma of frenzied guitar static...a brief splurge of sonic abandon a la Drive Like Jehu before sadly petering out.

Great album from Dead Oceans here. Authentic, unhinged and over far too soon. More from these boys please.




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