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February 14, 2008
Two
You really can't sleep on the Deerhunter blog for any significant period of time. This track, from the so-called Orange Ohms Glow EP, sounds much more subtly slaved over than the grand majority of the stream-of-consciousness rough drafts that Bradford Cox posts so prolifically. Its sweet strumming and double tracked self-harmonizing are also warmer than the songs on the chilly Atlas Sound LP by several degrees (a record that is still a little under a week from a proper release, I'll remind you). Perhaps that's a validation of his blog experiment right there. The artist has moved on from his earlier work, but the promotional machine is still struggling to catch up. Those who have avoided all things Cox to this point are encouraged to listen with unguarded ears.
I wrote about this one earlier this week on Prefix and despite that back-of-the head tickle of recognition, it took a chorus of "duh" comments for me to realize the similarity to Little Eva's "Locomotion." But now that I get it, I think it's even radder (to cop singer Jemina Pearl's slang poetics). This is like "Locomotion" with periodic screaming and a girl protagonist sent to jail for "teenage homicide." What's better than that? The Thurston Moore-discovered kiddy corps couldn't be any funnier here, in their depiction of perhaps the cruelest betrayal of all, BFF adultery. That bitch even made Becky a clandestine friendship bracelet! "Now everybody hates me a whole bunch/ just because I made you cry a little bit at lunch." Genius! I don't see how they can get more perfect than this. I fear for Be Your Own Pet: the College Years. Can we arrange for them to be trapped in amber?
Posted by Jeff Klingman at February 14, 2008 08:10 PM
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