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The Trick $11.18 So, it turns out the Panthers were only a hop, skip, and a jump away from sounding a whole lot like Wolfmother. Taking their garage punk-infused indie rock and injecting it with a hefty dose of arena rock (Led Zeppelin in particular), the Panthers strap on the rock on their fourth album, The Trick. Taking a quick listen back to 2003’s Let’s Get Serious, it sounds like all the band had to do was turn up the swagger and turn down the angular, artsy guitar work in order to get to this point. Geoff Garlock’s mid-range, gritty voice has made an almost seamless transformation into the deep, throaty yowling demanded by this new incarnation, Justin Chearno’s manic noodlings have been tamed into tightly controlled heavy metal riffs, and Jeff Salane’s jumpy prog-influenced drumming has been combed into a mechanized army of hard rock percussion. It’s a formidable sound, and it results in some of the Panthers’ most consistent, not to mention good, songs to date. “Goblin City” is a really addictive track: it’s swift, fire-licked, and howling — the kind of song that belongs to speeding down a highway in the dead of night. Granted, the song’s premise is a little silly, seeing how it is, after all, a song about a subterranean city inhabited by magical creatures; but if the Panthers don’t wear their mystical trappings as convincingly as Robert Plant or, heck, Ronnie James Dio, The Trick is a fun ride while it lasts. Sure, this album might sound a little callous, and it might be about as intelligent as a lumbering Apatosaurus. But even if it’s not as socially conscious as the band’s earlier work, The Trick finds a home in the beer-soaked hearts of the old-school metal crowd and those folks who simply want to rock out. ~ Margaret Reges, Rovi Performers: Steve Moore – Hammond B3, Organ (Hammond); Gerhardt Fuchs – Percussion; Josh Anzano – Guitar |
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Soft Commands $16.79 Ex-Posies frontman Ken Stringfellow returns for another round of intricate pop/rock confections with the FM-ready Soft Commands. This time around, the singer/songwriter and multi-instrumentalist broadens his horizons with forays into Burt Bacharach soft rock, soul, and even dub. Writing and recording all over the world — New York, Senegal, Stockholm, Seattle, Paris, Vancouver, and Hollywood — Stringfellow has concocted a frustratingly obtuse record that’s as beautiful and bold as it is shapeless and erratic. Soft Commands plays like a compilation, taking on Jackson Browne pop (”You Drew”), experimental reggae (”You Became the Dawn”), and heavily orchestrated Phil Spector bliss (”When You Find Someone”) with varying results — the latter sounds like a sequel to the Walker Brothers’ 1966 classic “The Sun Ain’t Gonna Shine Anymore.” Stringfellow’s crystal-clear vocals have always been among his stronger attributes, and they couldn’t be any better on tracks like the gorgeous and epic closer “Death of a City,” but when he attempts a multi-note soul croon on the bluesy “Let Me Do,” the cool confidence that rings true within the confines of his pop material is rendered shaky and thin by a milieu he may be better off appreciating from afar. Soft Commands is full of the intricate arrangements and clever wordplay that power pop fans have come to expect from the artist, and nowhere is that more apparent than on the serpentine rocker “Don’t Die,” a heavy, complex, and blissfully Posie-esque rumination on death that requires several listens before attaching itself to your brain like a remora to a shark. It’s a reminder that despite the occasional deviation, Stringfellow is still capable of balancing beauty and danger within the confines of the four-minute pop song, and for fans of melodic rock everywhere, that’s a damn good thing. ~ James Christopher Monger, Rovi Performers: Ken Stringfellow – Omnichord, Autoharp, Guiro, Tambourine, Cymbals, Vibraphone, Mandolin, Synthesizer, Keyboards, Guitar, Drums, Percussion, Piano, Bass, Organ, Vocals; Pelle Halvarsson – Theremin, Cello; Phil Peterson – Cello; Bill Rieflin – Drums; Chris Stover – Trombone; Craig Flory – Saxophone, Sax (Tenor); Emily McIntosh – Vocals; Fred Chalenor – Bass; |