Smog : Rain On Lens
Bill Callahan's 'difficult' years. Yes, even more difficult.
Recorded in ten days by a throng of lo-fi luminaries, Callahan did his best to make the process as unenjoyable as possible. Mutterings on the lo-fi grapevine tell of Boss Smogforcing his band to live on nothing but sushi and Buddhist vegan food. One drummer was fired for the heinous crime of smuggling a hot dog into the studio.
If Callahan?s aim in such post-rock shock tactics was to ensure his record sounded leaden and joyless, then ?Rain On Lens? is a triumph. For while there is some awesome stuff here ? the dissonant ?Dirty Pants? and the genuinely beautiful and entirely unsettling slab of personal philosophy ?Live As If Someone Were Always Watching You? ? ?Rain On Lens? marks a peculiar, sullen blip in the prodigiously gifted Callahan?s recent work and a mildly disappointing end to a run of three terrific Smog LPs ? ?Red Apple Falls?, ?Knock Knock? and ?Dongs Of Sevotion?. Time to chase the grey clouds away and let the sunshine in, dude.
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