Cymbals Eat Guitars

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Why There Are Mountains (2009) , 6.5/10

The "next big thing" of indie-rock (yawn) in 2009 was New York's Cymbals Eat Guitars, a combo fronted by Joseph D'Agostino that debuted with the austere and eccentric bombast-rock of Why There Are Mountains (Sister's Den, 2009). The desperate shout of And The Hazy Sea employed a soft-loud dynamics like in a sloppy version of Nirvana but also adding a disorienting neoclassical piano. Most songs are unstable and schizophreic. Cold Spring begins as a heavily arranged litany, an easy-listening version of Brian Jones-era Rolling Stones, but ends as a rousing garage bacchanal. The seven-minute Share begins with a whisper buried in filthy guitar drones that mutates into a solemn rhythm and ends with a frenzied jam. Wind Phoenix (Proper Name) is a crescendo of angular riffs, fractured beats and ugly chanting that hide a country-rock melody. The seven-minute Like Blood Does alternates between bedroom-pop and Broadway show tune, with a distorted orchestra and a cacophonous interlude as glue. The poppy march-like Indiana and the oneiric drum-less ballad What Dogs See point to a more accessible future. The narrative skills are certainly above the average: the music rarely cares about riffs and refrains, but mostly about driving a story. (Translation by/ Tradotto da xxx)

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