Last issue, I provided a slapdash review of the just-released Monomania by Deerhunter, promising a track-by-track dissection once I had more time to digest the album. Well, here we are, finally; I have given the album dozens of spins. Though I was half-right in my hasty assessment of it as "fuzz-wrapped Americana," it turns out that the album has deeper dimensions that that. To elaborate:
Neon Junkyard - Lush dissonance, Tom Waitsian junkyard punk; acoustic guitars shimmer beneath abrasive chords and gruff vocals. With this song, Cox has invented the "shoegaze-garage" genre, an offshoot of his own "ambient punk" innovation. Lyrics here touch on the confusion of loss.
Leather Jacket II - Noisy, artfully damaged motorcycle rock - squealing guitars, propulsive drums, raging vocals.
Missing - Lockett Pundt's usual slice of transcendent pop, which infuses swooning euphony into potent wistfulness. Mesmerizing halcyon haze. It might be slightly out of place, but it brings a dreamy respite to the chaos and cacophony surrounding it.
Pensacola - Gritty, country-garage rock that encapsulates the sweaty, scuzzy redneck aesthetic of Florida.
Dream Captain - Strip-mall generic Americana; the most vanilla-tasting song on an otherwise delectable album.
Blue Agent - Evokes a noirish feel with the creepy plucking of guitars and the moody melody slithering along stealthily.
THM - Langorously loungey with a Moog-ish beat. Perhaps the catchiest song on the album.