Ever since I
caught them at South By in March, I was content whiling my
time away here on Side One without mentioning the likes of
Django Django, because I thought, "Surely, these guys have
been mentioned plenty on here by now." But it turns out I
was wrong. And what a wrongdoing! Not a single mention.
Shame on my Side One brethren; shame on me!
This quartet stumbled onto the likes of each other at an art
school in Edinburgh, and it seems not all art school
projects are crafted out of papier-mâché and the weird. It
was years back that the quartet laid out the blueprint for
their adventurous and psychedelically-bruised art-rock with
the release of a modest double-A single in 2009. It’s taken
all the years since then for the group to properly make
their debut, and it’s one hell of an introduction.
Django Django carries a wonderfully weird sound that you
would only expect to come hurtling out of an art-based
expedition. The British quartet craft a sound that reveals
in music what one gets when subjecting light to a prism -
put another way, their music makes me see colors and shapes,
maaaaan. It’s a cosmic sound of swirling melody, electro
flourishes and bending sound set against a staunch,
percussive, beat-driven base. Add to this perfectly jangled
guitar hooks and sweet, sweet harmonies, and you’ve got an
enormously enjoyable psychedelic wonder of an album that’s a
cohesive mix of the bold and bizarre. It’s an ambitious
debut that’s exquisitely experimental and succeeds in all
it’s endeavors. Django Django firmly hold a spot as one of
my most-played albums and continue to see heavy play. As
early as this call may be, they’re surely set to take a spot
of my top albums come the close of this year.
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