Oreaganomics – Apathy is a Girl With a Penis, 2nd Version
The title pretty much warns you that you’re in for something a bit, erm… well not quite Radio2 anyway. And you’d be right, because this is a great big fucking bizarre mess of a record and, well, totally brilliant if you ask me.
This EP is a compilation of old material, described by the band as “b-sides and re-released a-sides”. It’s full of meandering thoughts which get lost from time to time, lots of odd noises, a bit of growly shouting where you might expect some singing and all sorts of other antisocial behaviour.
A lot of experimental stuff I listen to is quieter in its noodling, but this is a screechy, aggressive, in your face record which frankly makes my ears hurt, as much as I do like it. Self Assembled Martyr might be the most palatable song, because there’s a fairly constant thrum of ukulele throughout most of the track, giving a rather welcome crumb of solace.
Everything else sounds like the bad dreams of a puppet from a Punch & Judy show which has finally had enough of all the darkness and lies gibbering in a corner of its darkened bedroom, clutching a bottle of gin from which the last drops have long since been licked.
Oreaganomics – Pockets Full
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I just found this too much if I’m honest.
I mean, I really wanted to cry by the end of it.
That might be why I like it!
It also oozes with the whole notion of being different for the sake of being different. The title, the artwork, the sound, it just seems so wanky to me. I feel our tastes align most of the time, so I bet you like the new Yusuf Azak stuff. Yes, no?
The new Yusuf Azak stuff is incredible – I am really looking forward to his album.
I actually don’t hear anything different for the sake of in here – the basic structures of the songs are too all over the place in this. If somone was just trying to be quirky I tend to think that something very conventional would be in there to give it away. I know the barked, megaphone vocals have a lot of Black Rider-era Tom Waits about them, but that’s about the only standard component I can spot. Not that you ever know for certain, of course, you could be right.
Aye, I think you are actually right. I’m just in a grumpy mood. I’ll probably like this e.p in a couple of days and then have to backtrack.
Well I’m not trying to force you!
I know but I always write stuff off and then go back to it and actually quite enjoy it.
Euch.
“Everything else sounds like the bad dreams of a puppet from a Punch & Judy show which has finally had enough of all the darkness and lies gibbering in a corner of its darkened bedroom, clutching a bottle of gin from which the last drops have long since been licked.”
Bloody hell.
Well it’s better than the rest of the pish you’ve posted today.