Needless to say this is not the serious, sweaty dance-punk I have come to know and enjoy from Liars.
It would be easy to say that this is simply hard to listen to or dense or noisy or a-rhythmic, and it mostly is. It is not devoid of rhythm or melody or even hooks, but it comes very close. It's got more of a geologic pulse sped up than a danceable beat, and its pervasive imagery - witches, black magic, persecution, retribution - doesn't leave much to grab onto by way of a life vest. It's like a scary movie with a high concept to production values ratio. And like said scary movie it can suck you in and make you watch inspite of yourself. Not your starter noise album, or even a representative Liars disc, but it is sure to be a colorful asterisk in the career of the rising NYC band.
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