The Autumns - Fake Noise From A Box Of Toys
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The Autumns
Release Date: 15/10/07
Label: Bella Union
Rating: ****
The secret to becoming a great band, say some, is the ability to create an internal world of which your listeners want to become a part. This means creating music that somehow stands apart from its’ contemporaries but that at the same time encompasses them. It means making records that stand as a whole, that offer more and more detail with each listen, that offer a taste of atmosphere that is entirely distinctive to the band in question. ‘Fake Noise...’ suggests that The Autumns may be such a band.
While lead single ‘Boys’ may have offered a frantic falsetto pop charge with an off-kilter aftertaste, there is far more to this story than catchy tunes and swooping vocals.
The brief burst of experimental psych-oddity that is ‘Turn Strangers into Friends and Friends into Customers’ that provides the record with it’s bravaura opening belies the intrinsic strangeness and outsider nature of the enveloping sounds to come.
‘Clem’ is a freakishly compelling hit of Big Star melody married to Shellac angularity and crowing guitar while ‘The Midnight Knock’ is an anthemic nod to the likes of Jeff Buckley and Radiohead, it’s crowning falsetto clambering across turrets of music-box sounds.
The centrepiece tracks are just that, ‘Killer In Drag’, ‘Night Music’ and ‘Only Young’ forming an ornate triptych of layered atmospherics, trickling drum patterns and rustic beauty. This is outsider music made at an enormous distance from the norm, while maintaining a grasp of the ambiguity and damaged soul that made bands like Radiohead so great during their best periods.
‘Uncle Slim’ is a huge beast, but one made up of delicate, shimmering parts, while ‘Adelaide’ leans into beatific, Smithsy melody before lurching into vicous, viscous buzz rock of the first order.
Intricacy, beauty, melody and purposeful weirdness are the keywords here and by the time of ‘Oh My Heart’, it’s fairly clear we have spent an album in the company of some strange, lost souls with a definite purpose. As it leaps for the heights and dives into the depths of it’s nursery rhyme climax, it seems that this is an internal world many more will wish to be part of very soon.
James O’Connell
The Autumns Myspace
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Release Date: 15/10/07
Label: Bella Union
Rating: ****
The secret to becoming a great band, say some, is the ability to create an internal world of which your listeners want to become a part. This means creating music that somehow stands apart from its’ contemporaries but that at the same time encompasses them. It means making records that stand as a whole, that offer more and more detail with each listen, that offer a taste of atmosphere that is entirely distinctive to the band in question. ‘Fake Noise...’ suggests that The Autumns may be such a band.
While lead single ‘Boys’ may have offered a frantic falsetto pop charge with an off-kilter aftertaste, there is far more to this story than catchy tunes and swooping vocals.
The brief burst of experimental psych-oddity that is ‘Turn Strangers into Friends and Friends into Customers’ that provides the record with it’s bravaura opening belies the intrinsic strangeness and outsider nature of the enveloping sounds to come.
‘Clem’ is a freakishly compelling hit of Big Star melody married to Shellac angularity and crowing guitar while ‘The Midnight Knock’ is an anthemic nod to the likes of Jeff Buckley and Radiohead, it’s crowning falsetto clambering across turrets of music-box sounds.
The centrepiece tracks are just that, ‘Killer In Drag’, ‘Night Music’ and ‘Only Young’ forming an ornate triptych of layered atmospherics, trickling drum patterns and rustic beauty. This is outsider music made at an enormous distance from the norm, while maintaining a grasp of the ambiguity and damaged soul that made bands like Radiohead so great during their best periods.
‘Uncle Slim’ is a huge beast, but one made up of delicate, shimmering parts, while ‘Adelaide’ leans into beatific, Smithsy melody before lurching into vicous, viscous buzz rock of the first order.
Intricacy, beauty, melody and purposeful weirdness are the keywords here and by the time of ‘Oh My Heart’, it’s fairly clear we have spent an album in the company of some strange, lost souls with a definite purpose. As it leaps for the heights and dives into the depths of it’s nursery rhyme climax, it seems that this is an internal world many more will wish to be part of very soon.
James O’Connell
The Autumns Myspace
Buy The Autumns CDs | Buy The Autumns mp3s | Buy The Autumns Tickets | Buy The Autumns Merch
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