 You're
a Woman, I'm a Machine
I’m not really sure how to categorize this
music. I’m sure there are others out there that know exactly
what this is, but the combination of electronic synth noise,
crunching, almost heavy metal bass lines and almost dancey beats
and some passionate and at times screamed vocals lead me to
the whole dance punk thing. Though they do have less cowbell
than The Rapture, I take it they’re
kind of in the same ballpark, though they are more on the aggressive
side like Test Icicles. I mean
I’m not even sure what kind of dancing you’d actually do to
this music aside from smashing into things and whipping your
head around in some sort of frenzy. It certainly ain’t the running
man with the double hand wave that I fancied during my college
years. There are some pretty cool things going on in several
of the songs, though consecutive multiple listens to its high
energy might make one bleed from the eyes. The trouble I have
with this kind of music is finding an appropriate time and place
to listen to it. I suppose in one’s bedroom while getting ready
for a Four Loco party might be a good call, but those days are
behind me and I’m not sure the younger kids want to be exposed
to this kind of raw emotion—it would be too taxing on their
fragile gen Y/Z nerves. |
Musical Connections:
Sebastien
Grainger & The Mountains
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