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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
Lost In the Beauty of Innocence

Rating: 8/10 ?

June 12, 2006
You won't ever catch me pretending that I know everything about every band that's out there, but going by the 30 or so releases I receive every month, this is the first-ever case of emo for adults. Why anyone hasn't thought of that before is a mystery perhaps better left unexplored, but the ground Delaware breaks here does constitute a Good Thing.

Heartily depressing most of the time, this set proffers indie-bubble for single parents and pop miscreants who'd love to hear what Maroon 5 would sound like if they'd never gotten their big dumb break and were instead stuck working as LPNs in the oncology ward. Speed is eschewed for the sake of - oh, families to feed, maybe - and with all the same-sounding Bum-out Kids around simulating masturbation with their picking hands there's no room left on the bus anyway.

The trail of emo evidence goes back ten years to this Norwegian band's hardcore beginnings, long since stomped into submission by The Man, leaving us with a strung-out but captivating attempt at Blink 182 losing a kickboxing match to Air Supply. Okay, it's not all that wimpy, really, and some of it is downright righteous.

For one thing, it's a nice switch to have the real crusher start out the album. Indie bands are doing this less and less, and many times it's like being stuck with ten minutes of trailers before the movie starts. In any case, "The Fourteenth" is one of those rainy but hideously catchy things that won't leave your brain alone, reducing you to a scowling, introspective sadboy whether or not you have anything to mope about - think Socialburn meets the ghost of Eleanor Rigby with cooler philharmonics. "CS" lead-foots the soap-opera strings in an oddly Euro-folkish ballad capped with more Thursday-like hand-wringing; "A Butterfly Kiss" kicks back with a burb-alt groove that points to Paris, Texas as a likely influence.

By the by, as long as we're sitting here drinking tequila and getting stoned in a last-ditch-pathetic effort to mellow out a sucky head-cold in time to go to a Red Sox game tomorrow at Fenway, Delaware is another manifestation of Metropolis' branching away from their EBM bread and butter, a corporate directive that seems to have been put in place at the beginning of the year (another switch is forcing us reviewers to download and decorate our own burns instead of sending factory issues, but they've been generous to a fault in the past and consequently taken advantage of by MySpace-type fuckheads circulating illegal uploads). This band is a huge innovation compared to the label's first couple of efforts following the roll-out of this initiative (one sounded like an overproduced Soft Boys and another was like... oh, I forget the name now - ah, System of a Down). I mean, Adult Oriented Emo, folks - it may not be the new White Stripes or whatever, but it's a gamble that shows there's some thought going on down at Metropolis' Philadelphia bat-cave.

On more shot of Don Eduardo 40% pure tah-kweee-la later, I must add that it's a fucking shame Birthday Massacre hasn't conquered the airwaves, but good. I hate that they're so sexy, but it'd be a shame if they just ended up as cubicle groundhogs contributing to the problem rather than providing a little gothie Fantasy Island relief.

Reviewed by Eric Saeger
An LAS staff writer based in New Hampshire, Eric Saeger was named alt.flame\'s Newbie of the Year in 2000.

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