Abel Tesfaye's dark, twisted album is at odds with the glossy pop world he's been thrust into
Album Review: Tobacco - 'Maniac Meat' (Anticon)
Pittsburgh noise guru Tom Zec indulges his even heavier side but ends up covered in sludge
But this, it should be understood, is in his ‘mainstream’ band. Tobacco is his harder tack – the place he goes for aggressive, edgy, hip-electro that is consistently flying off at odd angles. Zec tempers the heaviness by adding his own sweetly Vocodered vocals to the likes of throbbing Neu! Vs Fat Truckers opener ‘Constellation Dirtbike Head’, and the downbeat plurality-party anthem ‘Mexican Icecream’. As one of his legion of tastemaker-fans, Beck turns up to add his own heavily-distorted Scientological mumblings to ‘Fresh Hex’, and later, uh, ‘Grape Aerosmith’.
Treading much the same template as his 2008 debut – ‘Fucked Up Friends’ – it’s a gloopy, soupy, sludgy place, Tobacco-land. Rancid and feral, with tracks and titles designed to evoke the plastic nightmare spirit of The Cramps’ comedy-horror: ‘Lick The Witch’, ‘Nuclear Waste Aerobics’, ‘Sweatmother’. But like most horror films, what seems shocking at first soon beds into its own comfortable rhythms.
The first half feels like fresh ground. But what remains ceases to delight. Zec is too often concerned with his flawless textures to overly trouble us with tunes. With no real heart to the drama, we leave his phosphorescent planet learning little It’s just lots of noises, innit? Nothing to be frightened of...
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