|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.
|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
|Are Jad and David Fair finally going hip-hop? Each of them shaking and dribbling like a clammy David Byrne, and equipped with a dented, dependable SP-1200. These songs were less awkward than recent endeavors by other Anglo-American lads intent on making this music their own, but it's just as funk-free as anything Anticon have ever done. Is this comparable at all to what the Talking Heads accomplished with their own influences (constructing sound from the detritus of George Clinton)? I like nerd-hop, and I love Talking Heads, so I can say that. I also love They Might Be Giants, but don't tell chief architects why? or odd nosdam that I hear splinters of that also. There were many sections of In the Shadow of the Living Room that got replayed by me in various settings. I spent quite a lot of time with this album, and even played parts of it for my parents. Case in point: twenty-one seconds into "Indecent Proposal" with the vocals sk-ski-skip-skipping over the piano. Mom: "That shit's ill, kid." Keith (Stepdad): "Bugged. I like it." What more do I have to-to-to-to-to tell you? Grade: A. - Americore