June 22, 2006

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The Foundry Field Recordings, Prompts/Miscues
Emergency Umbrella Records, 2006

Barely palatable anti-grav twee feeding on Arcade Fire leftovers washed down with Spacemen 3 bongwater, ie that old familiar strain of 90s Barcalounger-indie that’s breathing through a ventilator nowadays. For those still not unsold, don’t misconstrue the moniker; the Recordings are a single band and not a comp (note that Wile E Coyote was also famous for being overly clever, and while we’re here, bands that don’t want to sell CDs shouldn’t waste the laser photons in the first place); in this case the band is the renamed and staff-shuffled Billy Schuh and the Foundry, a strikingly average lot of mudfish-gobbling Brits who can’t seem to grasp that singing slow drone-rock doesn’t automatically come with a license to bore the audience into theta states with what-me-worry songwriting. If the album were as decent as the two “Battle Bridades” entries that kick it off, critical poundings wouldn’t be in order, but “Warning Raids Over Kiev”’s tee-ball-league “We’re happy, we’re happy” chorus needs to be shot into space lest it seep into the groundwater, and that’s a high point. C

— Eric Saeger


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