Arlitt Radio!
1. Bright Eyes -- Contrast and Compare. I'm going put this out there -- I'm totally not in the mood AT ALL for something that sounds like this. It's real slow, with acoustic guitars, and some drums, and some quiet, sleepy-sounding singing by a male and a female who are having difficulty harmonizing with one another. No. 2/10
2. Destroyer -- The Bad Arts. On the surface, it makes zero sense that I'm not particularly into Destroyer, given that the New Pornographers are one of my favorite bands. I feel like I should like this... but those six- and seven-minute songs are so impenetrable. This is one of those, but it starts off with some nice singing and acoustic guitar. It's just too bad it doesn't continue that way. It ends that first train of thought and begins another movement -- one with drums and bass -- and it's instantly less interesting for the change. We're two minutes in, and things are already feeling tedious -- we're dragging. He had a song in the beginning, and he blew it by being too ambitious. Ugh. In the New Pornos, Dan Bejar writes songs ... with Destroyer, he writes little rock operas. It just doesn't do it for me. This stuff gets great reviews, though, so what do I know? 4/10
3. Daughters -- I Don't Give a Shit About Wood, I'm Not a Chemist. I'm unclear on the distinctions between grindcore and spazzcore and all that other crap, but this is right in there. It's terrible and offensive to many of my sensibilities and preferences, not the least of which is titling songs in a non-annoying manner. 1/10
4. Modest Mouse -- Float On. I've never heard this before, but I like it. It's got a driving, dancey beat, some nice atmospheric guitar work, and cool vocals. There is a Modest Mouse cd sitting on my desk that I've been meaning forever to load in my computer. Wonder if this song's on it. Pretty good. 6/10
5. Unwound -- Scarlette. The drums on this are EQd like a rap recording, which is kinda cool. Long instrumental intro that I'm kind of digging... the vocals might make or break this, assuming there are any. ... still instrumental, and we've switched to a sorta pretty part. Oh. Here come the vocals. They are awful. Kick that singer out, Unwound. Atonal yelling does not work for your band. Couldn't you find like three guys laying around who could do a passable imitation of Ian Curtis? That's all you needed. 4/10
Sorry Arlitt! A bit of an off night for you. I've dug your radio when scouting you!