That sleeve art says it all really. Dasher have all the fuzzed up grunge of early '90s underground rock in place so much so that you can almost taste the dry ice when listening to them. Early impressions are somewhere between early Pixies, Jesus Lizard and My Bloody Valentine at their rawest. This is going to be loud.
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Fuzzy and furious -- plus also may I add the drums are fast -- I now understand why someone sloshed a sticker over the front of this record that simply says “Kylee Kimbrough is an unbelievable badass”. A band who sound like they had a bunch of growls and moans to get off their chests and felt this might be the best way, Dasher barely sound like they’re saying anything at all: just exhuming, with grunge and hxc and garage rock in their heart, every feeling they’ve ever had.
Though they’re a tight band, they’re cacophonous and chaotic-sounding, with the chug, churn and skramz of “Soviet” getting lost to a cloud of smoke, each instrument collapsing in a lo-fi whine where they can be heard in a way loud but invisible. It’s an intense track and they break it down to further extremities by driving it slower, before rolling into a shoegazing passage in “Resume”, which sounds like Deerhunter circa ‘Halcyon Digest’ mixed with the skramz of crusties like Cursed. Such mixology -- do not try it at home.
This is… really quite fantastic. There’s a lot going on, but it’s never a distraction when this quartet seem to constantly hit on the same intensive spots, bringing their music to a shambolic furor in whatever variation of extreme fast, slow or sideways. Invested in growls of all heavy genres, plus the shadows of a few dreamy ones, Kimbrough and co. have made something special in ‘Sodium’.
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