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Rating: “Can you hear us?”.
Right from the opening track, Liars demand everyone's attention.
And who can blame them! Life isn't easy these days for musicians from the Big Apple. Eager to have their talent recognized even beyond the underground circuit, they often end up forgotten because they don't conform to the currently "winning" model.
Liars are from NYC, they don't have the cool Strokes-style attire, and since they don't plagiarize Velvet, Television, Clash, and Stooges, they haven't been picked up by the influential magazines for the blockbuster “The Salvation of Rock".
Thus, their first work arrives quietly to us unsuspecting Europeans, significantly delayed from its actual US release.
The band creates a strong tribute to '80s indie garage, originally distributed by labels like SST. The sound of Liars fully respects the characteristics of the inspirational genre. Psychotic songs regularly recorded in low-fi, bass prominently featured, an energetic frontman alternating between shouted verses and almost spoken parts, guitar with chaotic riffs used more as accompaniment than as the driving force of the track.
Besides the strong influence exerted on the band by historical groups like Minutemen and early Sonic Youth, Liars stand out for their strong nonconformity. Ironic and lengthy titles, the usual song form disintegrated (50 minutes per track with the concluding suite lasting about half an hour), increase the interest in this latest phenomenon from New York.
This is not an album for everyone, but it will certainly interest those who thought they'd lost the chance to hear this genre adapted to our times.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
01 Grown Men Don't Fall in the River, Just Like That (03:03)
Everybody in his or her own life needs a hobby,
Fills the voids that working red create
Everybody in his or her own life needs a hobby,
Fills the voids that working red create
We can win, we can win, we can win, we can win
Can you hear us? Can you hear us?
We've got our finger on the pulse of America
We cross our hair in the town of America
Come in search of
Not too political enough to discover
Wake up, wake up!
You're a person on fire
Not too political enough to discover
Wait wait wait wait
Wake up wake up wake up
You're a person on fire!
Wake up!
Wake up, wake up, wake up
You're a person on fire
It's the paths we cross it's the curse you speak
It all starts with a gunshot blowing up the streets
From the paths we cross from the curse you speak
It all starts with a gunshot blowing up the streets
Can you hear us?
Not too political enough to discover
Wake up!
You're a person on fire
We've got our finger on the pulse of America
02 Mr. Your on Fire Mr. (02:27)
Do the twist, twist for Ice-Cream
C'mon dance, Misdirection
You can take new nicks for Blue Jeans
But its 3 if you're dead
We are trapped, make it violent
The most bright, I'm assuming
Love the smell of your bath
(Back)
Sci-Fi
Half-Time
Mr. you're on fire Mr.
(No sir I'm okay)
By the seaside, near the seashore
Thats where I got lost
We are trapped, make it violent
The most bright, I'm assuming
Love the smell of your bath
(Back)
Sci-Fi
Half-Time
Mr. you're on fire Mr.
(No sir I'm okay)
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