why? and odd nosdam take a brake from cLOUDDEAD and set themselves in seclusion for one year in their parents houses' bedrooms in Cincinnati, Ohio to give life to In the Shadow of the Living Room. It is hard to get a setting for the listening of Reaching Quiet and go through the countless noise references to suburban alienation. We are facing a family circus, getting into the claustrophobic sensations of a household. Like scientists of tedious, Reaching Quiet creates a negation of melancholy: Welcome to the anti-nostalgic paradise of dysfunctional boredom! This record sounds like every appliance in the kitchen working at the same time, and the cartoon you are stuck with while you eat crunchy fruity cereal, and the fights within your parents in a bedroom somehow far, while falling slowly asleep you record these sonic mixture in your head quietly reaching In the Shadow of the Living Room. Don't get confused by the buzzing off-fi voices and be thankful that the CD comes with the lyrics, because there is some good rap poetry about survival kits and scapegoats. In "You Choke" Britney Spears and the President are holograms and "there is no room for Rococo decadence in this new world awaiting the nuke bomb Mad Max make over." A dream between useless school lessons appears in "The Vowels," sounding like an evil twisted REM or bad trials with a My First Sony. "The Fly" is a hymn for logos and trademarks with a envy-for-breakdance feeling. It is clear that this is not a sing-along record, but their darkness ends up, somehow, with a sweet self-indulgent flavor. - Repellent Sounds |