When things do get cacophonous, as in the overlapping drum stomps of the Black Dice-meets-Excepter «I Hate the Beach», it’s more about epiphany than obscurity. But Laced takes those qualities to a new level, one filled with memorable melodies, bright atmospheres, and tons of sonic exploration. To be fair, it’s not a drastic turn– 2009’s Shitgaze Anthems was also pretty upbeat and relatively clean. The weirdness just comes from different sources now– bouncy electronic beats, playfully psychotic synths, and Matt Horseshit’s hypnotic voice, which has melted from brash and bratty down to stoned and endearingly subdued, even if it still sounds like it’s pouring out of his nose.Īll of which makes this edition of Psychedelic Horseshit more immediately enjoyable, whether or not you dug them before. These 11 songs are just as weird and demented as those that came before, maybe even more. But that doesn’t mean the music is any clearer. There’s less guitar muck, less maxed-out tape noise, and fewer moments of impenetrable chaos. Sure enough, if you drag your needle quickly across Laced, you’ll probably think this Ohio band (now a duo) has cleaned up its act. If even these snotty shamblers are willing to wipe their noses and tuck in their shirts, then maybe lo-fi is just this generation’s musical training wheels.
Those fearful might look to self-proclaimed «shitgazers» Psychedelic Horseshit as the last line of defense. «So many bands have recently taken steps away from their lo-fi roots– Ariel Pink, Vivian Girls, Times New Viking– that tape-hiss diehards probably wonder if anyone will actually stick to their scuzzy guns. Para hacerte una idea exacta de lo que hablamos, tienes que escuchar Laced. Nadie, evidentemente, que no esté acostumbrado a ciertos riesgos musicales, a la deconstrucción sonora llevada casi al límite, a la Psicodelia, a un cierto freakismo y un caos sonoro hábilmente llevado a su terreno, a los ritmos tribales aplicados a patrones más cercanos al Pop, al Rock más o menos Espacial… Un aluvión de etiquetas que harían demasiado prolija la tarea de clasificar a esta banda de Ohio, que se definen a sí mismos como Shitgaze (« lo-fi turned shitgaze turned dub turned italo-disco turned acid house turned dubstep turned goth turned psychedelic pop band from the 2000’s«).
Ninguno de los cortes que lo componen a buen seguro dejará a nadie indiferente. Si el nombre de la banda ya es bastante significativo, el contenido musical que nos encontraremos en este Laced (2011), el segundo larga duración de la Mierda Psicodélica, no es menos epatante.
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