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Braid, No Coast (Topshelf Records)




Braid, No Coast (Topshelf Records)
CD Reviews 8/6/2014

08/07/14
By Eric Saeger news@hippopress.com



 With its adorable rawness, the first LP in 16 years from the Champaign, Illinois, proto-emo foursome ultimately comes off as another volley in their war against ’90s pop, but with less fire in the gut. Vocally they’re less like the old days of bad Minus the Bear karaoke — it’s a “Hey, we’ve got two guys who can sing” thing now, which is good for this stripped-down art-punk, if not for punk itself. What I’m saying here is that singer Chris Broach has matured, not that I’m the only one who noticed (the Pitchfork writer heard Blink 182; I heard Shannon Hoon more or less), but either way, Braid’s days of Franken-geek hollering would appear to be gone. I suppose it’s all appropriate though — early 1990s emo bands are the new “old guy” vanguard traveling sideshows (Mineral’s back too, you know). But everything changes, sometimes for the better, such as this, which is now a cross between Lilys (if you ask me) and Foo Fighters. It’s like a listenable Kaiser Chiefs, if that helps. AEric W. Saeger






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