I've got a review up today at Dusted of an odd but intriguing debut CD from the Louisville (KY) based Silver Tongues.
Silver Tongues
Black Kite
Karate Body
The members of Louisville’s Silver Tongues haven’t quite settled on what kind of band they want to be. The band’s first entry into the blogosphere came in the form of the single “Ketchup,” a blistering, burst of fuzz-radiant guitar rock that sounds like Japandroids crossed with Joshua Tree era-U2. Yet its first album, Black Kite, is mostly radically different from “Ketchup,” built on ghostly country blues melodies and only touched with the textures of rock and pop. The title track is far more representative than the single, a slow-moving mesh of strummed guitars and David Cronin’s spectral, echoing voice, braced by occasional booming drums and a blare of amp feedback. Here and elsewhere, you get the sense of backwoods introspection that has been given the sheen and glare of mid-1980s arena rock, of porch folk ballads glowing with radioactive tones of synthesizer.
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"Ketchup"
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Cronin's voice sounds appealing, but "porch folk ballads glowing with radioactive tones of synthesizer" has me very much intrigued. "Radioactive tones of synthesizer" is a great turn of phrase, by the way.
Thanks Andrew...i have no idea what i meant by that, but it sounds good, doesn't it?
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