C'mon little girl - The Wylde Mammoths
"After the ultra-primitive 'Go Baby Go', the Wylde Mammoths leave the cave.
Still covered in Pleistocene hides, they start roaming the Scandinavian lands. They leave behind the clubs and begin using finer cutting tools.
The derailing, reverberated, and manic sound of the very first records seems to literally unfold into a form of sunny garage folk.
Things That Matter and the single Help That Girl! have a completely different intensity than the previous album, a positive and vibrant energy enhanced by a recording that gives breath to the cryptic sound of 'Go Baby Go', a voodoo ritual around the diabolical image of Bo Diddley.
Now that Peter has banished that ghost and the less imposing presence of his brother, he can make space for his new obsession with the crackling sounds of small bands mixing folk with beat, on the models he himself showcases among his own crafted pieces: the Squires from Connecticut, the Go-Betweens from Corona, Queens, the Swiss Dynamites, the Big Beats from Virginia.
These are the 'things that matter' now to Peter Maniette, more than the animalistic R 'n B that had intoxicated us a few years prior, along with his fixation on underdressed women that he plastered around the band's van.
A less wild sound but still vibrant, softly imbued with adolescent melancholy and bitterness.
Then extinction will take it all away, as history and archaeology teach us, but every now and then some skeleton re-emerges from the sands to remind us of our past, even that which we believed was buried."
The Reverend
"After the ultra-primitive 'Go Baby Go', the Wylde Mammoths leave the cave.
Still covered in Pleistocene hides, they start roaming the Scandinavian lands. They leave behind the clubs and begin using finer cutting tools.
The derailing, reverberated, and manic sound of the very first records seems to literally unfold into a form of sunny garage folk.
Things That Matter and the single Help That Girl! have a completely different intensity than the previous album, a positive and vibrant energy enhanced by a recording that gives breath to the cryptic sound of 'Go Baby Go', a voodoo ritual around the diabolical image of Bo Diddley.
Now that Peter has banished that ghost and the less imposing presence of his brother, he can make space for his new obsession with the crackling sounds of small bands mixing folk with beat, on the models he himself showcases among his own crafted pieces: the Squires from Connecticut, the Go-Betweens from Corona, Queens, the Swiss Dynamites, the Big Beats from Virginia.
These are the 'things that matter' now to Peter Maniette, more than the animalistic R 'n B that had intoxicated us a few years prior, along with his fixation on underdressed women that he plastered around the band's van.
A less wild sound but still vibrant, softly imbued with adolescent melancholy and bitterness.
Then extinction will take it all away, as history and archaeology teach us, but every now and then some skeleton re-emerges from the sands to remind us of our past, even that which we believed was buried."
The Reverend
IlConte
2 mar 23
DeRank ™: 17,86
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