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Reviews of the CDEP
"Brazilliant!"
Not even back in
Big Black's Anglophilic mid-'80s heyday i.e., also the era of Husker Du's
Metal Circus and Breaking Circus's The Very Long FuseÑdid Midwestern bands
(Paris, Texas come from Wisconsin) sound this post-punk-British. Theng
breakbeats are pure Neil Peart rush, but after that Scott Sherpe's vocal
spew is all Mark E. Smith, the guitars jangle pretty in pink, and the
taut Wire/Only Ones/Magazine rhythms come to grinding halts. More reference
points? Think Smiths as Buzzcocks, maybe, or mid-career goth-schlock Cure
reconciling with their urgently Arab-unkilling beginnings. Hard to tell
whether the title "Le Tigre" means Scott's a Kathleen Hanna fan, since
its words concern being a tiger in a cage. And though there's no mistaking
when everybody's begging him to "undress, undress, undress," is Scott
saying love is "lost like polished brass," or "like Hollis Brown"? Either
way, when his staccato whine-yelp softens in the last song as the melody
roils toward New Order, oh he's got green eyes.
Chuck Eddy, Village Voice |
Well, we know the
back cover photo is of Le Pompidou, so the front cover photo must be of
a building in either Texas or Brazil -- really, we're dying to know. Kicking
off this five-song EP, "Le Tigre" may or may not be a tribute to Kathleen
Hanna's band of the same name, but it's a wicked, wound-up white-knuckler
nonetheless, with guitars that seem to spool out their chords according
to some mathematical formula. Paris, Texas' brand of emo is all bungeeing
rhythms; raw, painstakingly enunciated vocals; and propulsive but linear
guitars -- musical economy all the better to underline P,T's inner seethe.
Though a few melodies creep in at the end of the EP, the P,Ters are at
their best when yelling their presumably bald heads off. A little coiled
rage always goes nicely with morning coffee.
Deborah Orr: CMJ New Music Report |
Following a rather
nondescript second album, Wisconsin's Paris, Texas returned with this
five-song EP and a new guitar player, Nolan Treolo, to replace the departed
Matt Mangan. Whether it is a result of the slightly altered lineup or
simply maturation, Brazilliant is a dramatic rejuvenation of their previous
sound. The band have astutely moved Tennessen's amazing, bulbous bass
to the forefront until it is almost the lead melodic instrument, leaving
the discordant guitars to scratch out texture, and dropping Sharpe's vocals
beneath the fray where they can be more effective as another instrument
rather than as a focal point. Although the album title implies bossa nova
or some other melodically sunny form of exotica, the album still features
intense rock music that is informed by the punk aesthetic with, interestingly
enough, a bit of classic arena rock thrown in. The songwriting is honed
considerably as well, the pop-style melodies exchanged for moreended
song structures that suit the band's strengths. The songs are still not
wholly satisfying, but they are improved. And it may not yet be brilliant,
but Brazilliant is a strong step in the right direction.
Stanton Swihart AMG EXPERT REVIEW. |
It's hard not to
wake up when listening to Brazilliant; it's fifteen minutes of punchy
post-punk rock to power your morning commute. The Madison, WI band's first
three tracks sound like the emo band they're supposed to be: a bit of
Braid and some Versus whirled together. "Razor New Neighbors" showcases
Sam Vinz's muscular drumming over the squealed lyrics of Scott Sherpe,
and is easily the most energetic song. Fans of FlinFlon would find the
fretwork of "400.00" familiar; the song is an oddly bouncy and touching
paean to love and insomnia: "Every time I try to go to sleep/ I feel your
eyes on me/ and I like it". Fall awake with it while waiting for their
next full-length.
JS - splendid.com |
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a record and, while you know you like it, it's still pretty hard to explain
to anyone why. Paris, Texas' new ep just so happens to be one of those
records. Their approach is not so different from a lot of other bands
in the hard hitting, hook laden world of post-Braid era rock, but their
delivery is right on the money. Upbeat and reliable, Brazilliant! contains
five full out rock tracks that are over so quickly it's hard to find any
faults in them. Scott Sherpe's vocals come close to sounding a bit too
unbelievably emotional at points, but in every instant are countered by
an out of nowhere burst of more hard edged and intensified musical backing
which helps rescue the entire package. The record succeeds in displaying
a well-crafted interplay between band members, and all of the songs are
complicated enough to get a discerning ear to recognize the quality of
the musicianship. The recent trend for ep's may have actually stifled
Paris, Texas' growth on this album, as the few songs provided form a terrific
foundation, which never attempts to hold anything else up. While it is
hard to find something bad to say about Brazilliant!, it seems that the
only real impact that it is capable of is creating a larger buzz over
Paris, Texas' next and now more anticipated full-length.
PD - Basement Life |
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