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Painted Palms, Horizons (Polyvinyl Records)
CD Reviews: September 3, 2015

09/03/15
By Eric Saeger news@hippopress.com



Painted Palms, Horizons (Polyvinyl Records)

We discussed this band’s debut album, Forever, in these pages two years ago. Like that one, this album wants to be hooky and bright, but their Shins fetish sort of precludes that possibility, and with all the cheeseball Breakfast-Clubbing synths and what-me-worry anti-tude, it reads like She Wants Revenge doing Simple Minds karaoke, or vice versa. They’re based in San Francisco nowadays, not that that’s really supposed to change something; there’s really very little going on here, an aural snapshot of a couple of guys who really dig how the hipster patrol discovered the Beach Boys. Horizons is sincere enough, I’ll give it that, and it’s cleaner than Forever, but in the area of vocal-line strategy, singer Christopher Prudhomme isn’t any better than any other electro or goth kid blessed with a voice that doesn’t suck, taking wild stabs at notes in the hope of nailing down something. These guys are out of strikes. C — Eric W. Saeger





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