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MH-212 Reaching Quiet - In The Shadow Of The Living Room  why? and odd nosdam, two-thirds of the cLOUDDEAD dirt-hop massive, have produced a full-length of catchy bits that each maintain the mystique of a hidden track. A year in the life of two art school dropouts, In The Shadow Of The Living Room finds the obsessive-compulsive duo fighting demons from the bedrooms of their parent's suburban homes. why?'s lyrics read like a list of secrets the world is keeping from itself; odd nosdam's production echoes the slow and low ghost of lo-fi past. Their first full-length release nearly killed them; it's the sound of Edison's ghost, a player piano, and a drum machine broadcast over a Ham radio; or Daniel Johnston and the Ghetto Boys rolling deep in a '57 Chevy with the top down in the dead of winter. |
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| Full of the joy of creating and exploring - All Music Guide / Add this to your arsenal - Tokion / There are so many wonderful beats and sample constructions here that I really have to recommend it - Aiding & Abetting / A fascinating piece of work – Dusted / To be idealised by shoe-gazers and utterly confused by hardrocks for sure - Hip-Hop Connection |
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| A one-off collaboration between Why? frontman Yoni Wolf and producer Odd Nosdam, Reaching Quiet's In The Shadow Of The Living Room was recorded in the members' old Ohio bedrooms shortly before they gave them up for good. "Broken Crow" bleeds small-town claustrophobia, sinking deep under thick drifts of static and synth as Wolf's painstaking attention to domestic minutiae paints an ever-retracting portrait of a Cincinnati winter. After warning his brother to "get out of here by December," he injects the bleak dirge with a daub of sickly color: "By the time the snow is melting / They always find four or five bodies hanging by belts / From the train trestles / Or in empty parking lots / Slit wrists turning what's left of the snow into cherry slushy." Sure, you can always go home again, but bring a duffel bag of salt and a bottle of Paxil. - The Onion |
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