We get a lot of crap CDs at the self-titled offices. But once in a while, a pleasant surprise slips into our promo stack. Here’s a recent delivery that knocked the S/T staff on its collective ass.
The Artist/Album: Fang Island, Fang Island (Sargent House)
The Vibe: At once muscular and anthemic, this self-titled sophomore release captures a) the gleeful and manic insanity of Andrew WK without the frat-like aftertaste, b) the hyper fingered magic of Marnie Stern without the migraine inducing-artiness, and c) the unpredictability of prog rock without the lame associations of wizards, the ’70s and flutes. Meaty!
RIYL: The soundtracks of vintage Nintendo games; guitar heroes (the people, not the game); Saturday morning sugar rushes