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Album Description:
This Austin trio draws on elements of acid, kraut, arena, punk, and new wave, as well as the darker reaches of nickel theater sideshows. It's a case study in mental instability and social dysfunction. Single Frame explores amalgamations of gritty analog and lucid digital, driving bass drums and volatile rhythms, rational grand piano and deranged fuzz guitar, resonant synthesizer and chaotic chant, delicate tension and soothing resolution. Includes a bonus DVD containing nine videos from the CD. "While Single Frame recall boundless rock like Wire, Mission Of Burma, Fugazi, At The Drive-In, and S.T.U.N., the band aren't aping those greats; they're just keeping good company"--Alternative Press. A tenth video for the track "Exact Copy In The Basement", currently in production now, will be available online after street date.

Rating : - Dude, seriously
I discovered this band when I saw one of their videos on MTV2's Subterannean (too bad I didn't get paid for advertising just then). As with "TV on the Radio," "Broken Social Scene," and to a MUCH lesser extent "Blonde Redhead," after watching one video I was prepared to tolerate a whole album being potentially half as good as the single. That having been said, let me summarize what exactly dissapoints me about Single Frame: this album is way too herky jerky, too much stop-&-go experimentation, long feedback interludes that piss my wife off, and noisey leftover-sounding songs right next to songs that MIGHT be gold. In the end, I am forced to think of this as a sandwhich with one foul ingredient that leaves a taste in my mouth no matter how much I like the other ingredients. I'm not sure what it is exactly, but there is a fine line between post-punk snarl and raw self indulgence. However, when I lay down 11.99 (cheap I might add--unfortunatly money spent at Best Buy however) I do not want an artist to drag their feet and touch my food. I respect the desire for entertainment and art to see eye to eye, but that my friends is quite a lofty goal at times and either the artistry is tainted or the entertainment value. In this case--yeah, the entertainment value suffers because you can't jam to it consistently. I'm saying this as a fan of the Locust, Fantomas and many other intentionally annoying bands. However, here we see a band who is fully capable of writing foolproof tunes/hooks/etc, but who are apparently obsessed with putting some kind of difficult piece before and after every pop jem. So which is it guys? Would you prefer I run away from you when you are trying to annoy me, or be hypnotized when you are trying to deliver your dynamic song writing ability? I am confused. I hope these four videos on the DVD can save me from loosing six dollars by selling this to the used CD bin at my local wash-up retailer, because I can't even tell if it's good--there's too much debri.