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It's an elegant statement of music-making intent, for sure. But the real beauty of Blonde Redhead's fourth LP title is that it's no lie ...
For Blonde Redhead - the NYC trio made up of brothers Amedeo and Simone Pace and their friend Kazu Makino - deal expressly in the things that don't come easily. Theirs is a noble enterprise, fraught with detuned Sonic Youth guitars and scything hardcore fury. The lily-livered may find Kazu's voice - a wracked yelp of yearning - a stumbling block, but the rewards for taking your hands off your ears are great.
Tunes like 'Distilled', and 'Futurism Vs Passeism Part 2' are driving, righteous wig-outs, defensible as fantastic in any court of rock, while 'Missile ++' (dedicated to fellow travellers The Make-Up) and '10' take their trademark nervy lunging and make it groovy. But Blonde Redhead's most natural state is unease; and indeed songs like 'Sumimasen' (which curiously means both 'thank you' and 'excuse me' in Japanese) are palpably sweaty with minor-key dread. What they're not afraid of is looking clever, though, and so they draw widely on art, books and film scores, and make Fugazi's Guy Picciotto (who co-produced this album) do a spoken interlude on '...Part 2' in French. A cultured, eloquent
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A heroic blend of radio-friendly guitar pop and bristling disco from the Stockport five-piece named after a pub