This isn’t that, but I do want to strut into a room in a purple velvet robe to this in Big Lebowski glasses. I’ve really been yearning for a song that would be appropriate for a marimba-inspired mosh pit. In this case, bite-sized prostitutes named Sheela. In candy terms, that’s a handful of bite-sized Snickers. Note that yeah, there are 17 tracks, but several are just around two and a half minutes. In this case, marimba and mischievous horns play the happy front. It’s like when you hurt, and you put on the happy front. Read the lyrics as you listen, and you’ll find that songs like “On the Mend” still reference ongoing heartbreak. Through 11 tracks, the album feels like a representation of a recovered soul.īut the music is so deceiving. This is the slowest song thus far, but I still haven’t heard anything resembling the heavy scar tissue that was “Deep Cover” from Man Man’s album “Oni Oni Pond”. Yeah, have to give it to them – nothing prettier than a Kansas City Satan blowie. Oh, snap! Blow job lyrics alert! “Who found Satan sixty-nineing/Sucking dicks/in a motel room in Kansas City.” Track 10 – The Prettiest Song in the World Time to press pause for a half minute to get a jug of water for the guy going hard on the marimba. I still get a vibe like, I’m stumbling through a zany, wonky light-hearted comedy, and I’m getting my legs tangled in a dog leash in Central Park, and I spill my coffee on myself, then my car is being towed when I get back and I throw my hands up in exaggerated surrender. “One day you’re queen of the jungle, next day you’re fed to a snake pit.” Lyrically, or musically, there’s never a time you can say “I think Man Man copied that style from someone else.” Track 8 – Hunters Never have I ever heard such a prominent role for the marimba, and I’ll accept that’s what makes them experimental. A declarative, driving drumbeat, jaunty piano riffs that sound like the keys were played with a pair of spoons, and those prowling, devious Pink Panther horns. Man Man is often labeled as “experimental” (see title of article) but if you hear this song blind, you know it’s Man Man. “I shred on lead marimba.” Track 6 – Goat “Oh, you’re in a band – what do you play?”
Track 5 – Future PegĬan “Dastardly Island Romp Music” be a new genre? That’s the vibe I get. Parakeet Marimba – the experimental indie band you’ve never heard of and nobody’s talking about. They all make you want to shuffle your feet and bob your head like a parakeet to the sexy marimba. Are there seven of them, or 45? They have someone just to play the marimba! Or is it one man playing three instruments? See, that’s how damn talented they are. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem, you can never tell how many musicians are actually riding atop the double-decker bus. I hate that it puts this in my head, but I just imagine this song in the background to a Rom-com scene where Paul Rudd glumly kicks a can down a city street because he’s found himself in another whimsical tough love situation. Sometimes when their horns come in, it reminds me of a Menomena song, circa 2007. Are they clearing their throat for impending mayhem or is this setting the tone for orchestral lounge fusion? Track 2 – Cloud Nein I feel like I’m in a dark, glittered ballroom with Zsa Zsa Gabor. “Dream Hunting in the Valley of the In-Between.” Track 1 – Dreamers Like the Lady Gaga “Chromatica” review, we are reacting in real-time, as it plays, with no prior research. I saw them touring for “Oni Oni Pond” in 2013 at Union Transfer in Philadelphia – they are freaking cool live. “Dream Hunting in the Valley of the In-Between” is also the experimental indie band’s first album in 7 years, cause for more excitable clapping and foaming at the mouth until the neighbors call Animal Control. The only difference is that if Ryan Kattner is Animal then he should be on drums.
If they rode through Center City atop a backfiring double-decker bus raucously playing “Night Life”, it’d be completely natural.
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