Friday, July 16, 2010

Weekend Buzz: Issue 12: Record Round-up

In case you need something to clog up your torrents.

Record Round-up – King Kill


Well what have we in the world of music to give a damn about lately, eh? It just so happens that a certain T. Rezzy has given us another free dose of synthy goodness. That’s right, his new album with irrelevant close friend, and wife named something I’m not looking up, under the name How to Destroy Angels.



What you should care about however is how goddamn glorious this EP happens to be. Go over to the band site and download it for free and at the golden bit-rate to boot! This is a marvelous return to form for Reznor who had recently embraced electronic music formulation but it isn’t until now that he has combined it with what made his 1999 album The Fragile so effing fantastic -- his ability to make instruments breath and scream.
How To Destroy Angels is a living soundscape; an orgy of blips and cascades that have never tickled your ears ever before. Trent has mastered his twenty-first century instruments and can charm life out of synthesizers and machines like you’ve never heard. He has come far from the mechanical drones of With Teeth and Year Zero. It is damn near an opera the way he meticulously constructs these tracks and you’d be a damned fool if you didn’t let it infect you while it’s still free. Get on, get.


[the vid is creepy as fuck. Like necrophilia. - ed.]

You may have also noticed, Eminem has finally gotten his closet cleaned out and is back…but for real this time...and with fervor in Recovery. If you like Eminem because he is quite possibly the most skillful rapper in the pack then you’ll slide right into this one. If you like him because of his foul and full of wacky singles then… oops.
Although you do get a lot more singing than Eminem should feel comfortable with, he is delivering at top form. Between the grating chorus lines lie the most intense and focused chains the man has ever delivered. Why Michael J. Fox and Elton John deserve as much mention as his dead buddy is beyond me, but it’s hard to care when the melody of his voice is so hypnotic. I pick: "Cinderella Man," "No Love, Not Afraid" and the couple towards the end with the chicks.

And in our “Deserving of their own post but in all fairness will never receive any such treatment” bag, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and The Black Keys have both recently released terribly good albums in their own right. Beat the Devil’s Tattoo and Brothers, respectively. Dig it.

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