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Palehound, Dry Food (Exploding In Sound Records)


08/27/15



 Palehound, Dry Food (Exploding In Sound Records)

Boston-based Palehound is essentialy 21-year-old Ellen Kempner, who’s had a middle-middle-class go of things, dropping out of the small liberal-arts school, Sarah Lawrence College, when artistic success looked attainable upon the release of her first EP.  Her grunge-folk is a vehicle for her mundane disappointments, mostly in men (of course), sort of like if a Pavement groupie who listened to too many Nirvana albums went on a musical journey of self-exploration. Naturally, some folks would view this as just what the doctor ordered, thus I probably shouldn’t dwell on things my Y chromosome won’t allow me to grok in the first place. I mean, there are splashing drums, little in the way of production values and off-key, weary singing (“Never a day to spend on me / But I’m over it”). Opening chug-a-long “Molly” sounds like Big Black’s little sister, a la Halou, if you even remember that band. In the end, however, I’m not sure why all the fuss about this release, although again, I’m not in the club. B — Eric W. Saeger





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