10/sleater-kinney/no cities to love
when
you listen to no cities to love, nothing else really matters. you could
try to put it on as background noise and go on about your day with it
as your soundtrack, but that's damn near impossible cause no cities to
love deserves and commands your complete and undivided attention. it
announces itself loudly at the outset, coming in like a siren, daring
you to find entertainment elsewhere, never losing its firm grip on your
senses for the next thirty minutes. it's not a new wave, and don't call
it a comeback. it is, instead, another rock solid set from the post-punk
queens who have returned to us, playing like no one is listening, and
as if the only persons they have something to prove to are themselves.
with no cities to love we are afforded the luxury of being the fly on
the wall to this basement scene where raucous and eviscerating vocals and
instrumentation shout in your face, knock you on your ass, and flow
together seamlessly. at one point the ladies proclaim that "no outline
could ever hold us", and you believe it and pray that never changes,
cause music this ferocious should never be contained.
KEY TRACKS: Price Tag/New Wave/No Anthems
12/kurt vile/b'lieve i'm goin down...
13/deerhunter/fading frontier
14/tobias jesso, jr./goon
15/hudson mohawke/lantern
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