rock & roll
Ever wonder where the groove went? It enlisted in The Celebration Army. All of it. The Celebration Army’s music strongly harkens to the golden ages of classic rock and R n B (and even to a raw, dirty sort of funk that people tend to keep a naughty secret). Listen to songs like “Black Blue Jeans” and you’ll experience a stylistic breadth that takes listeners all the way from frenetic rock to ingenious hooks to driving funk and back again. The Celebration Army grooves in a way that justifies excessive sweating, oddly moist lips, and ugly grimaces of musical hypnosis. Better yet, they give reviewers a chance to write things that would normally be too vague for publication: Troy Larabie lays it down with insanely tight drum work that is also delicious and crispy; Leandro Motta’s bass playing is a massive, slippery eel of funk that somehow sounds right at home in a band that is not really a funk band. But it’s always better to be specific: Oliver Pigott’s powerful and technically stunning voice comes as a great sonic relief in a rock epoch typified by indie singers whose style is best described as vocal ennui; Nelson Sobral’s guitar work is a masterclass not only in playing with artful restraint but also in tone craft, he is never pretentious but pulls out every sweet, warm overdrive tone that has ever existed.
|April 21, 2017 12:00 am||CMW Showcase|