PAVEMENT – RATTLED BY LA RUSH EP (BIG CAT)
You can only but admire the lack of effort put into this package. The artwork looks like a Pritt Stick collage of shit, the Pavement name and release title is nowhere to be seen on the cover and the tracklisting contains on three song titles when there are actually four songs on the release. This is truly what it is to be a slacker. Oh yeah, they’ve misspelled the title of single also.
“Rattled By The Rush” is an endearing romp through the inner recesses of the mind of Stephen Malkmus. It is with a lumbering delivery that almost sounds like it is being delivery by the Forrest Gump of lo-fi indie rock with its explicit description of simple gestures. Soon the playing takes over as it appears lyrics and vocals have all but been forgotten about. Olympic level slackness closes proceedings as the most beautiful of wonky objects steals the listener’s heart providing its own rush to induce a rattle.
“Brink Of The Clouds” is a real pleasure of a skreamer, a loose and brief fuck about of pretending to be a real song benefiting from silliness and yelping. Away from the intricate structures of Wowee Zowee this is prime return to the early helpings of their scrappy EPs.
Things slow down with “False Skorpion” which structures in a moor coherent manner but inevitably falls to pieces about two thirds of the way in.
The closure is haunted. Like the end of a drunken night at a fairground the journey is consumed with a disorienting climax and one that should be valued in such times of nasty slickness and impressionable oldsters influencing impressionable youngsters. For this on “Easily Fooled” I thank you.
Thesaurus moment: round.
Pavement
Big Cat
You can only but admire the lack of effort put into this package. The artwork looks like a Pritt Stick collage of shit, the Pavement name and release title is nowhere to be seen on the cover and the tracklisting contains on three song titles when there are actually four songs on the release. This is truly what it is to be a slacker. Oh yeah, they’ve misspelled the title of single also.
“Rattled By The Rush” is an endearing romp through the inner recesses of the mind of Stephen Malkmus. It is with a lumbering delivery that almost sounds like it is being delivery by the Forrest Gump of lo-fi indie rock with its explicit description of simple gestures. Soon the playing takes over as it appears lyrics and vocals have all but been forgotten about. Olympic level slackness closes proceedings as the most beautiful of wonky objects steals the listener’s heart providing its own rush to induce a rattle.
“Brink Of The Clouds” is a real pleasure of a skreamer, a loose and brief fuck about of pretending to be a real song benefiting from silliness and yelping. Away from the intricate structures of Wowee Zowee this is prime return to the early helpings of their scrappy EPs.
Things slow down with “False Skorpion” which structures in a moor coherent manner but inevitably falls to pieces about two thirds of the way in.
The closure is haunted. Like the end of a drunken night at a fairground the journey is consumed with a disorienting climax and one that should be valued in such times of nasty slickness and impressionable oldsters influencing impressionable youngsters. For this on “Easily Fooled” I thank you.
Thesaurus moment: round.
Pavement
Big Cat
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