Strangers

Strangers

A hoy-hoy! With the whole hallucinogenic “psych” thing that has been breaking onto the airwaves lately, there has been room for some pretty creative noise making. Obviously you’ve got your sunshine acid, “let’s dance naked in the desert” thing going on with fluro-clad mainstream bands of today right? You know who I’m talking about. MGMT, Empire of the Sun, fuck even Coldplay are jumping on it. Well, what happens when that euphoric acid trip turns bad and the bright colours turn into a wash of doom? Enter, A Place to Bury Strangers…

Although It has actually been a year since the release of their last single, the absence of the mention of this band has lead me to distraught. Referred to as “New York City’s loudest band”, this Brooklyn triangle of washed sound takes from some of the greatest influences of the niche genre that they have worked themselves into. Names such as The Jesus and Mary Chain and My Bloody Valentine are being dropped like bombs when describing the sounds of upcoming acts today. However, this band thoroughly deserves the affiliation with them. The sound is unique, reminiscent and smothering at the same time. Songs such as “Ocean” and the latest single “I know I’ll see you” provoke strange felling within the listener. On the same but other end of the spectrum “To fix a gash in your head” incorporates bizarre imagery and weirder tones. The unique, non conventional sounds this band produces are results of the customized special effects equipment that is made specifically for them. Their self titled album, although not so recently released, is definitely one that should back up a day of vivid thought. Be warned, this isn’t for anyone who feels like going out into the forest and dancing with magical fluorescent creatures to “Electric Feel”. This is more for the types who want to stroll through the graveyard at 3 in the morning by themselves. Visual shit aside, just give it a listen, what’s the worst that could happen? - Ian