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At long last, SUBSONICS have descended again upon the denizens of the steamy rock'n'roll jungle with their first album in five years, 'In the Black Spot' (Slovenly Recordings 702-112)! Subsonics have been called the 'Best band in Atlanta' by fellow Georgians BLACK LIPS and for good reason: previous works by this beatnik, noir-punk careen machine have left indelible marks, or black spots if you will, on the psyche of big-bam-boom-shang-a-lang rockers the world over during their nearly two-decade tenure. This new album brings more of singer Clay Reed's petulant, masculine-feminine vocals and surreal lyricism, shaken up with his signature garroted guitar, Buffi Aguero's inventive, incessantly churning drumming, and Rob Delbueno's (Man, or Astroman?) rolling basement bass. On this latest spin, previously unwritten, yet eerily familiar, melodies ('Lime-Lime' and 'Miracle Worker') echo in the catacombs of America's soul and ring throughout with a childish enthusiasm, like a funky delinquent's budget bubblegum album. What we really have here is an obsessive, detached drop-in to an after-hours opium den, where Super-8 movies are projected onto a soiled sheet, and the soundtrack is undeniably Subsonics.
At long last, SUBSONICS have descended again upon the denizens of the steamy rock'n'roll jungle with their first album in five years, 'In the Black Spot' (Slovenly Recordings 702-112)! Subsonics have been called the 'Best band in Atlanta' by fellow Georgians BLACK LIPS and for good reason: previous works by this beatnik, noir-punk careen machine have left indelible marks, or black spots if you will, on the psyche of big-bam-boom-shang-a-lang rockers the world over during their nearly two-decade tenure. This new album brings more of singer Clay Reed's petulant, masculine-feminine vocals and surreal lyricism, shaken up with his signature garroted guitar, Buffi Aguero's inventive, incessantly churning drumming, and Rob Delbueno's (Man, or Astroman?) rolling basement bass. On this latest spin, previously unwritten, yet eerily familiar, melodies ('Lime-Lime' and 'Miracle Worker') echo in the catacombs of America's soul and ring throughout with a childish enthusiasm, like a funky delinquent's budget bubblegum album. What we really have here is an obsessive, detached drop-in to an after-hours opium den, where Super-8 movies are projected onto a soiled sheet, and the soundtrack is undeniably Subsonics.
616822105924

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Format: CD
Label: CDB
Catalog: 225518
Rel. Date: 10/16/2012
UPC: 616822105924

In the Black Spot
Artist: Subsonics
Format: CD
New: Available $14.98
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CD
$14.98
DISC: 1

1. Bus 16
2. She's Not Dead Yet
3. Lime-Lime
4. Dubious Charms
5. Too Damaged
6. Peanuts
7. Headlights
8. Teach Me How To Play God
9. Far And Be Some Of Me
10. High Priest Of Nothing
11. Miracle Worker
12. Haywire
13. The Re-Telling Of It
14. Albert Lee
15. Chosen Few

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At long last, SUBSONICS have descended again upon the denizens of the steamy rock'n'roll jungle with their first album in five years, 'In the Black Spot' (Slovenly Recordings 702-112)! Subsonics have been called the 'Best band in Atlanta' by fellow Georgians BLACK LIPS and for good reason: previous works by this beatnik, noir-punk careen machine have left indelible marks, or black spots if you will, on the psyche of big-bam-boom-shang-a-lang rockers the world over during their nearly two-decade tenure. This new album brings more of singer Clay Reed's petulant, masculine-feminine vocals and surreal lyricism, shaken up with his signature garroted guitar, Buffi Aguero's inventive, incessantly churning drumming, and Rob Delbueno's (Man, or Astroman?) rolling basement bass. On this latest spin, previously unwritten, yet eerily familiar, melodies ('Lime-Lime' and 'Miracle Worker') echo in the catacombs of America's soul and ring throughout with a childish enthusiasm, like a funky delinquent's budget bubblegum album. What we really have here is an obsessive, detached drop-in to an after-hours opium den, where Super-8 movies are projected onto a soiled sheet, and the soundtrack is undeniably Subsonics.
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