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CENTRO-MATIC
Veering from tattered, haunting folk dirges that sound like they wafted in directly from On the Beach to brutally catchy skronk anthems the likes of which have made Centro-matic the most reliably kick-ass live band in the Lone Star state, Love You Just the Same (named after one of the Johnson anthems that didn't make the cut) doesn't let up until the breathy ooh's of its towering closer „Without You‰ have melted into silence. Distressed drums splatter up against the speakers, guitars whisper and roar, organs moan, pianos explode. And Johnson raises his voice over it all like a weather-beaten flag as his lyrics loosen from bunched knots of surreal verbiage into the catchiest and most affecting reel of la la la's since Tears for Fears first sent you Head Over Heels. Each and every song on Love You Just the Same boasts Centro-matic's particular uncanny combination of emotional urgency and pop accessibility, each is an obtuse indie koan and an arena-rock fist-pumper rolled into four perfect minutes. Press for “Distance and Clime” -Centro-Matic hum with soothing melancholy and a gorgeous
ensemble sound. - Q Press for “All The Falsest Hearts Can Try” -American
bedroom indie where acoustic and feedback lie happily together. - Uncut |
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