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Music Reviews

Screaming Females - Castle Talk
»Screaming Females
Castle Talk
Don Giovanni
Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross - The Social Network [Original Soundtrack]
»Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross
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
Got It Made
Beggars Banquet

Rating: NR/10 ?

October 1, 2004
As a wily youngster who lived off of Kool-Aid and comic books, my life was further enhanced by the excitement than ran throughout my system every Saturday morning. Waking up from a night possibly spent "reading" the Image Comics Swimsuit Issue (I was a horny little nerd), I would find that a great source of entertainment was displayed in the form of Saturday morning children's programming. They had it all, from high school horseplay in the form of Saved by the Bell, cartoon feline craziness courtesy of "Heathcliff," and even a little comedic violence from "Superstars of Wrestling."

One program that provided a fix for my basketball fetish was "NBA Inside Stuff." Good ol' Ahmad Rashad and Willow Bay would be there every week to give my short, white ass some dope highlight film to revel in. The best part is they would always play some grooving tracks in the background to further enhance the powerhouse slam-dunks by such greats as Dominique Wilkins and Karl Malone.

The hyperventilating sounds of U.K. by way of New York rock-hop band Brassy would be an exceptional soundtrack to the ever-exciting fast breaks and high-powered "packs" (blocks, to all y'all that don't know) provided by "NBA Inside Stuff."

Led by tube-sock wearing Muffin Spencer, Brassy, much like Spencer's bro John and his Blues Explosion, combine funk/fuck-rock riffs with down and dirt danceable beats. But, where the Blues Explosion follow their noses down a more standardized path, Brassy seem to want to not only be down with the Brit-pop elite, but the street kids kicking it in puffy jackets and sideways worn visors.

Brassy's distinct melding of rock and hip-hop brings to mind a possible highlight film where the Beastie Boys and Elastica challenge each other to a pickup game of b-ball out in some vacant asphalt playground in Harlem. The ball is stolen from either team so many times, that although the score may end up low, the game is way too fun to watch unfold. In a perfect world, the members of Brassy would be the cheerleaders on the sideline, picking up tips from their two favorite teams along the way.

From shout-y numbers like "Play Some D," and "I Gotta' Beef," to more hip-hop oriented groove-fests like "I Can't Wait" and "Who Stole the Show," Brassy can't wait to shake the joint with their combination of tight drumming, inventive turntable mastery, cheerlead-y back ground vocals, sassy rapping, and wicked catchy guitar lines.

With as much enthusiasm and spastic energy as Mike Meyer's hilarious hypoglycemic hyper-active man child, displayed on a highly entertaining SNL clip from a few years back ("I'm a hyper-hypo!"), Brassy seem poised to lead a nation of millions to a place where the ball in always in their court.

Reviewed by Ryan Allen
A former staff writer with fabulous hair, Ryan Allen once fronted Red Shirt Brigade with his brother, Scott. He currently fronts the art/fashion punk band Thunderbirds Are Now!, with is brother, Scott.

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