Automatic Head Detonator recorded a guerrilla show outside a Sonic Youth gig on a flatbed. You can hear Thurston’s guitar in the background between songs.
The goose-pimple sing-alongs of albums past are still there, but now they’re supporting such sentiments as “big birds flying overhead/ who gives a shit?”
After few spins later, you’re enmeshed in their brilliance, these sumptuous melodies and smart, forlornly romantic trills permanently imprinted on your soul.
An unfettered delight, as warm and comforting as the sweater from whence they got their name, and as sweet as Nina Persson’s snow-bunny smile on the cover.
Jeff Till conceived Thing and Nothing “An Insanity Play in Four Parts and A Prologue” in the traditions of Zappa (musically) and William Gibson (conceptually).
Japanese pop it ain’t. Even if Super Junky Monkey is made up of four (very cute) Japanese girls, they rock harder than anything on our side of the puddle.
More complex than your average RG band. Most of the songs have a call-and-response between the two guitars and drumming that includes a cowbell or something.