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MH-259 Head Like A Kite - There Is Loud Laughter Everywhere  There Is Loud Laughter Everywhere, Head Like A Kite’s second full-length album, and first for Mush, is an expert blend of electronic rock production and pure pop-songcraft built on a bed of pillaged found-sound from cities the band visited on their 2006 US tour. No stranger to sharing the stage with big names on national and international turf, ringmaster Dave Einmo has assembled some of Seattle’s finest for the album including members of The Long Winters, Smoosh, Radio 4, Crooked Fingers, and Preston School Of Industry. Whether it be guest vocals from Asya Smoosh and Graig Markel, added inspiration from touring drummer Trent Moorman, or the production of Brian Deck (Modest Mouse, Iron & Wine) each track is flavored with the perfect additions to the epic songwriting and big-beat electronic production that is Head Like A Kite’s forte. There Is Loud Laughter Everywhere strikes the balance between art and craft and is the finest sonic road-trip in the Mush catalog. |
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| Possibly the best release out of the Northwest this year - KEXP / A true genre-twisted party album that appropriately captures the sounds of an eclectic America - Urb / The dreamy soundtrack to your imaginary trip into space - The Stranger / Deserves a lot of indie play - Pop Matters / Friskiness is refreshing – AP |
| Here is your future. Here is the death of your physical, unimaginable obesity caused by a sedentary life, made possible by the ongoing drive of medical scientists towards omnipotence Here is an equally engorged intellect applying surgical techniques to the sculpture of words and synthetic tones. Here is a man with a megaphone glued to the palm of his hand rapping IDM, "What did I order?/Maybe an extra shipment of brain cells shaded/And polyocular capacitors playing Jumping Jack Flash Gordon/With neuro-glitch and bypassing neurons." I mean, what does it mean? Did you get some of it wrong? Or does it mean at all? Is it an instruction to create meaning, or random words dropped in apocalypse to create confusion? You'd ask, but he's still shouting down your tiny and agitated side-head canals, "No excuse, morons!" You didn't mean to create excuses, you just wanted a reason to decrypt. And you hope the booklet includes a key. - Plan B |
