Three albums into their career, and the West Coast noise pop group, Crocodiles, are still better defined by name dropping other bands like Jesus and Mary Chain, Echo and the Bunnymen, and Black Rebel Motorcycle Club than by noting anything that is uniquely Crocodiles. Even here, on Endless Flowers, as they attempt to incorporate the varying styles of Brit Pop, The Paisley Underground, and new wave fit for a John Hughes movie soundtrack, they’re no closer to crafting their own identity. Granted none of this matters when you have a pop song as good as “Sunday (Psychic Conversation #9).” It’s a fun, danceable track with swarms of groundless guitars and a bright upbeat melody, and just the right amount of unhinged noise in the bridge to give it an edge over your standard power pop, the type of track that would have had them top of the alt-rock charts during the ’90s. And, with the right amount of exposure, it could even raise their profile in today’s era. But when you get to the meat of the album, and the songs are just standard, and not exceptional, you’ll have a difficult time not switching mid stream to other bands who did the noise pop thing before, did it better, and did it with a stronger sense of self. 6 out of 10 on The Rockometer.
- April 2, 2015
Death Grips' double album, The Powers That B, features both the best and worst of these Sacramento noise-rap agitators. On the first album, subtitled, Niggas on the Moon, we get principals MC Ride and Zach Hill indulging their worst impulses. I'll be damned if there's a song here, but there's a lot of busted up beats and slobbering spit takes from MC Ride. Believe it or not, Icelandic national treasure, Bjork is on here, too. Unfortunately, her vocals and pitched, cut up and wrecked to the point where she's no more than another source of irritation, perhaps the primary irritation. Read More
- March 26, 2015
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