Good week for the new stuff this week. All out today in your favorite music boutique or online merchant:

Hey, guess what? That magnificent comeback album from
Superchunk
that we all loved so much? It's already two years old! Hopefully we
won't have to wait another
Wrens album-gap until their next one, but in
the meanwho,
Superchunk kicks off your summer square on the nose with
the new single "This Summer" (Merge), a sort of rock version of "Nightswimming"
with heavy guitars and a heavier heart. It's paired with a distorted, more menacing take on
Bananarama's "Cruel Summer" that mightn't blow your mind, but is great fun,
nonetheless. The bonus track on the digital download that comes with the
7" is an acoustic take of the A-side that, in this more simplistic
setting emphasizes the wistfulness even further.
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Its been three years, meanwhile,
since a
Future of the Left full length - not that they haven't been busy
what with worldwide touring, lineup changes, and an EP (last year's
Polymers Are Forever) that hinted at some changes. Frontman Andy
Falkous' throat-shredding roar seemed slightly more reserved. A physical
limitation? Evolution? Maturity? The answers come today with
The Plot Against Common Sense (Xtra Mile
), but they've really been there the whole way.
FOTL has, on the surface, been walking a fine line - if you're
not paying attention, you're going to miss the point - or the joke (or
both) - and maybe dismiss some of their stuff as testosterone-fueled rants
of little consequence.
But they've always stretched beyond all that. Primitive, sometimes punishing synths, layered vocals, alternate tunings, and an occasional yearning for the epic have kept nudging them forward. And they've always had hooks too, but here there's a
continued evolution in melody and harmony - hell, "Goals in Slow Motion"
is downright poppy. And oh, how satisfying that obliterated bass line
is. The new album will still keep us all
going with the halting, crushing rhythms and cutting, commentary that
we're all still counting on, but with a new feel to the grooves with new
bass player
Julia Ruzicka. So give it your full attention.
The Plot... demands it - and deserves it. Better yet, see them live and all will become clear.
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Check out their new video
at Rolling Stone.
Previously:
And Then This Happened: Future of the Left, The Beatings
Drivin n Cryin launches year-long series of EPs today with
Songs From The Laundromat. They say each release will emphasize a different part of their sound (the more self-explanatory
Songs About Cars, Space and The Ramones is next, followed by
Songs From The Garage and a yet-to-be-titled 4th EP), but to these ears, Songs... covers the length and breadth of their career nicely. "Dirty" is a greasy piece of nasty business and it, along with "Ain't Waitin' On Tomorrow," sound like they came from a better, less self-conscious version of 1993's
Smoke, "REM" is a great call-out, in-joke tribute to that band (R.I.P.) that will put a smile on the face of anyone who got into
Drivin' n' Cryin' via
R.E.M. back when when the former's
Mystery Road tour crossed paths with the
Green tour. and "Clean Up" is sort of a platonic ideal of Southern Rock (mine, at least). A strummy gem that wouldn't sound out of place on a college radio station in Athens or Chapel Hill in the late 80's or early 90's (by maybe, say,
The dB's? It might be frontman
Kevn Kinney's finest song in years.
Drivin' n' Cryin's 21st century renaissance rolls on.
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Previously:
Rock Over Boston | drivin n cryin | TT the Bear's | 11.15.2009
The dB's name may have continued a bit longer, and front-duo
Peter Holsapple and
Chris Stamey may have collaborated in the intervening years, but what we have
here is the band's first proper full length studio album since 1984.
Falling Off The Sky (Bar None) is nothing short of a relief - a strummy, hooky jangle of pop that once ruled "college
rock." It's a long overdue fresh fix.
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- Michael Piantigini