|Suuns — Felt (02/03/2018)|
Suuns — Felt (02/03/2018) ★★ Album jako celek není larválním stadiem hudby, je to vytrvalá forma Hyposmocoma molluscivora s kamufláží, jakoby pohled shora, ze satelitního snímku Svaté Heleny v jižním Atlantiku.
Formed: 2006 in Montreal, Quebec, Canada
Location: Montreal, Québec, Canada
Genre: Rock, Psychedelic, Experimental
Album release: 02/03/2018
Record Label: Secretly Canadian
01. Look No Further 3:57
02. X~ALT 3:22
03. Watch You, Watch Me 5:57
04. Baseline 4:23
05. After the Fall 4:30
06. Control 3:30
07. Make It Real 4:40
08. Daydream 4:44
09. Peace and Love 3:45
10. Moonbeams 2:17
11. Materials 4:59
★★ Felt is both a continuation and rebirth, the Montreal quartet returning to beloved local facility Breakglass Studios (where they cut their first two albums [Zeroes QC and Images Du Futur] with Jace Lasek of The Besnard Lakes) but this time recording themselves at their own pace, over five fertile sessions spanning several months. A simultaneous stretching out and honing in, mixed to audiophile perfection by St Vincent producer John Congleton (helmer of 2016’s Hold/Still), who flew up especially from Dallas to deploy his award~winning skills in situ.
★★ Following the release of Felt, Suuns will perform in the U.S. for the first time in 2018 at Big Ears before heading to Europe in the spring. After Europe, Suuns kick off their newly announced North American run at Levitation in Austin. They’ll conclude their first Felt tour with a string of shows in the Northeast and Midwest. Beginning in late May (including their Northeastern tour dates from May 22nd ~ June 1st), Suuns will partner with PLUS1 so that $1 from every ticket sold goes to support Youth Speaks and their work through arts education, youth development, and civic engagement, to challenge young people to find, develop, publicly present, and apply their voices as creators of societal change.
by Ryan Burleson, MARCH 3 2018 / Score: 7.4
★ The latest from the gothic avant~rock band sees the four~piece loosen up and let slip the forces begging for release since their debut.
he Montreal four~piece Suuns write smoldering music that’s painstakingly assembled. They are philosopher~musicians, schooled in free jazz, no wave, IDM, and German motorik, and their records are studies in contrasts: Confrontationally limp, seductively bleak, synthetically punk. They are puritanical Dionysians, filling the air with gyrating, charcoal~dim fever dreams built by technocrats — perhaps they even smoked cigarettes before their peers and carried tattered copies of Camus from cafes to rehearsal spaces in the gothic Quebec twilight. This image is an absurd grab for context, sure, but the band’s fixations feel of a piece with it: Suuns (pronounced “soons”) are careful synthesists who, since 2007, have cultivated a sound that’s existential and sinister yet resonantly human.
★ If there’s a case to be made that subversion and dystopia can still fuel great left~of~center rock, Suuns make a damn convincing one. Felt, the band’s fourth full~length, is the first Suuns record to be unburdened by self~seriousness. Its predecessor, Hold/Still, gestured at the kaleidoscopic hall of mirrors they’d come to design, but the record was difficult to metabolize as a whole. Felt, however, sees Suuns loosen up and let slip the forces begging for release since their debut Zeroes QC. They showcase a swath of experimental guitar~ and synth~based styles strewn through what’s become Suuns’ very particular lens: Soft~focus abrasion, wound tight and set free by the versatile producer John Congleton. This has been Suuns’ thesis since the beginning — cultivating “the sublime alchemy of idealism and conflict” — and they’ve finally struck a satisfying balance.
★ “X~Alt,” “Watch You, Watch Me,” and “Baseline,” a trifecta of future feeling at the front of Felt, encapsulates Suuns’ new mission best: Scorched techno~punk blurs to smiley~faced synth workout blurs to narcotic psych comedown. Nothing is what it seems, and no one musical element is in total command. Low~pitched synths flower and undulate and evaporate like storm clouds in spring. Drums rustle and tumble as single guitar notes drone in slinky repetition, smeared with cotton~light manipulation. Ben Shemie’s slack voice drifts beneath and above the fray, parched yet mellifluous. The effect works whether Suuns play slow or fast, as with shoegaze, and they are constantly searching for any place to inseam a groove.
★ On “Make It Real” and “Materials,” Suuns channel the German electronic composer Apparat, embracing a kind of blue~hued openness. They commune with the astral slackers Autolux, using only what’s necessary to generate a perennial bloom. Suuns’ synth hand and “default musical director” Max Henry says that Frank Ocean’s “use of space” was an inspiration, which is no strange thing, yet it grabbed me nonetheless: Until now Suuns seemed to wall themselves off as a matter of habit. Ocean’s no extrovert, but he’s an intersection for a wide array of listeners, and Felt exhibits a porousness that could also attract new and more varied fans of Suuns. Perhaps, in the end, we’ll all want it weird. ★ https://pitchfork.com/
by Andrew Harrison — March 2nd, 2018 / Score: 7
★ Sounds like a lot to take in — and it is — but the deep strata of sounds remain uniform enough to keep Felt tethered to the ground. As ever, Suuns don’t alienate you enough to stop you listening, which is to their huge credit. When experimentation is so often an exhibition of flashy (and flabby) production wizardry, they remain refreshingly committed to keeping you entertained rather than just impressed. Felt is a doubling~down of what marked Suuns out from the beginning, and indicates that they’re as comfortable as ever with their status as auteurs. There are few bands working today quite so distinct, and with Felt they’ve produced another record well worth exploring. (excerpt) ★ http://drownedinsound.com/
|Suuns — Felt (02/03/2018)|