New Music: The Blood Brothers - Young Machetes
I’m not going to say this isn’t a good album. I listened to Young Machetes, the newest Blood Brothers release, for most of my trip through Europe, tried to learn all the words, and was really excited when I got it. It was everything I’d expect from a Blood Brothers release. In fact, it didn’t stand out from their other works at all. And that’s where the problem was.
It’s not that the instruments weren’t decent - the sounds, the style, everything is done by talented musicians and fits together well. But it could have been better. Where was the chaos, controlled yet almost unintelligeable on the first listen? It lacked the unpredictability that made their older releases so fun. “Lazer Life” is melodic the majority of the track, with the most concessions to pop predictability than any other...
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Nico is the epitome of cool. A tall, high cheek boned, blond, red, or black haired Germanic rose in the snow, who hid in bathtubs when bombs fell, Warhol superstar, lingerie model, she knew your dad’s favorite rock star quite well, spotted in Federico Fellini films, her dad died in a concentration camp, brought out the best guitar playing Jimmy Page ever did (“I’m Not Saying†single, 1965), and made some of the most harrowing music your ears will ever experience. Basically more traveled and experienced than one can imagine. You may, and most likely, only know her as that weird singer who did those songs on that Wes Anderson movie or those three tracks on the first Velvet Underground album that you always hated because they were so utterly foreign, and so different from Lou’s streetwise Dylan lisp. If you know more than that...

