A good jazz record is much like a David Lynch film, the complexity keeping you in a state of bewilderment but the substance compelling enough to retain your curiosity. It was clear from the outset that Strobes was to frequent the union inside the complex/compelling Venn diagram, as the band slowly released teaser tracks from what would be their debut.
Brexit. Auto-tuned vocals. Atheists who think they are God's gift to rationality. People have honk their horn for more than one second duration. People who always use superlatives to describe things or events. People that write 'your welcome' when they post something on Facebook, as an presumption that they need to be thanked for their revolutionary and zeitgeist-altering...
One would find it hard to argue that experimental-math-jazz oddballs Doom Salad aren't dedicated. Since 2013, the band has been birthing a progeny of (good) EPs dating back to 2013, about 1.5 per year by our count. As step up to the plate with their first full-length, Further, Unafraid, Into the Light, it would seem that their fecundity knows no limits.
We have 15 seconds to takeoff, then Gridlock launch us into space. From the Moon we travel to a triple-star system almost 24 light years away, where we explore the sonic landscape of Planet Lush – which apparently is populated by intelligent MIDI-controlled synthesizers.
At Once, the incredible new record from Connecticut's The Most, is nothing short of a bar-raiser. Following its completely unexpected release (the band started promoting the album only three days ago), math rock fans, twitterers and social media vagrants have immediately resorted to showering praise. It's understandable.
...both albums look toward the left of the screen; camera pans out to reveal empty third chair… the curtain twitches. Out steps Cleft's new album Wrong, a creature aristocratic, innocent and ironic, and open minded as is apparent by its dress.