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Music Reviews

Screaming Females - Castle Talk
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Castle Talk
Don Giovanni
Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross - The Social Network [Original Soundtrack]
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The Social Network [Original Soundtrack]
The Null Corporation
Deerhunter - Halcyon Digest
Halcyon Digest
No Age - Everything in Between
»No Age
Everything in Between
Sub Pop
Robyn - Body Talk Pt. 1/ Body Talk Pt. 2
Body Talk Pt. 1/ Body Talk Pt. 2
The Walkmen - Lisbon
»The Walkmen
Fat Possum
Too Pure Records

Rating: NR/10 ?

October 1, 2004
Hundreds of Midwestern emotive-loving boys and girls will likely take a single look at this album on the shelves this fall and scoff, "hey, Tracy Chapman is in a new band called Bows!" While making shits and giggles over their suspected wit, they will be overlooking one of the finer albums this year has to offer. And without the aid of a local college radio station, capable of transmitting MHz upon MHz of quality airwaves to their remote neck of rural countryside, these unfortunate, jocular passer-bys will have missed the opportunity to bump noggins like its nobody's business but their girlfriends'. Now while I'm beginning to wonder if that proverbial tree falling in the woods will make a sound loud enough for them to stop and give it a listen, my point is: do not judge anything by its cover, ya silly Nascar-lovin' rednecks. (But, alas, we Detroiters are spoiled to have our hand on the pulse of contemporary music as we know it, via WDET, but we're also geographically fortunate enough to receive signals from our Canadian counterparts, a la Brave New Waves. So, we heard this tree falling long before it smashed any of our barred-windowed shanties.)

Cassidy is the second release from Bows, an esoteric group spearheaded by Luke Sutherland (Long Fin Killie) which utilizes a live-drummed trip hop backdrop to embellish some very sensual vocals, and is nothing short of beautiful. The second track titled "Cuban Welterweight Rumbles Hidden Hitmen" features Signe Høirup Willie-Jørgensen, a Bjork/Portishead-esque (but not too over-dramatic) who will leave you sprawled out all over the bed begging for more. In plain terms, this is a great album to get your significant other(s) into the mood, even in their most flustered states, for instance, Sutherland and Jørgensen combine vocals to suggest "…And love comes like thunder… Just one tongue in the mouth kiss to wake them… And maybe they'll say… 'Hey, baby you and me. Hey Vegas how about all three?' " The textures are all laid out brilliantly as Sutherland masters an array of gizmos, machines, and also programmed drums into a conglomeration of rhythm that is sure to keep you (um, and possibly others) bouncing, in one way or another. Another track titled "wonderland." maintains the airy vocals of Ruth Edmond and might harbor the best lyrical phrase I've heard in a long while, "All the hustlers are in bed … Sleepyheads". Duncan Brown elaborates on a very fine bass-line in this track, which is completed with all the obliterated noise of Sutherland and Debbie Smith's (Snowpony) distorted guitars veering off into intangible angles of free expression and infinite destinations. Just when you thought you could put it away safely, "Sun electric" returns with more Jørgensen's vocals, Colin Greig dropping bass like a hot potato, Pete Flood (Mano Poderosa) drowning with jazzy trip hop beats, and Sutherland meshing violins, guitars, an 808, and his own vocals into a gift that reminds you why you purchased this album in the first place. There is no doubt as to why the lyrics on this album are so remarkable, Sutherland is the author of two novels: Jelly Roll (1998) and Sweetmate (2001) ...that was my FYI contribution to this review... This record will captivate you and might even get you laid, and has not been able to bore me yet, buy it up.

Reviewed by June Woons

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