Friday, November 4, 2016

#2228 Flasher - Flasher

Reviewed 11/18

This is where the whole thing where I date these by listen date, rather than review date, gets awkward. Cause this is dated, what, 11/4? But I'm reviewing this a full 2 weeks later, because this Trump president-elect horseshit took my knees out, fulfilling every horror story I've been telling myself for months, with the best yet to come.

So fuck this blog, etc. Progress stop. Shelter in place.

And I quit weekday drinking, because, let's face it, it was that or FULL BLOMWN ALCOHOLISM. And the difficulty of that revealed a certain degree of Garden Variety Functional kind, but hey, progress. Two weeks of success, by that criteria.

And hey, its Friday. The Friday after the Friday after that sword dropped. And game on, with a full fist of whiskey etc. So ignore the date before that maybe-hopeful single tracker. This is the beginning of the post-Trump era. Let's see how that goes.

Fuck, sorry Flasher, you're getting the full long form treatment for all the wrong reasons.

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My gut's to dismiss you as NY revival-revival, all that no-wave-lite, all that post-Interpol post-post-punk, all that Velvet-via-Sonic Youth dissonance. And wait, lets give that last one some credit before we switch to the reversal - cmon, Erase Myself, that's basically teenage riot and a dozen other sonic youth songs. And I don't wanna be all hyphonated but

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oh good, you do come through

give this beastie a full listen, and it walks out in the robes of its arch-assed forebears but it sheds it and struts. you rotate your crops over a long enough timespan and maybe the same grounds worth revisiting.

this is old stuff, but with enough new electricity to make it walk, and enough modern armament and fashion to make it new again --- and if what you're reanimating is genius brain, let us give thanks. sounds fresher on every listen, as those associations fall off one by one 4/5

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