The Blissful Casualties took their status for eclectic experimentation to new heights with 100 Stabs on the Nice American Novel, the nostalgia-soaked spotlight from their tenth studio album, Welcome to the Dreamhouse. They’ve all the time had a behavior of hopping genres, however right here, they lock right into a euphoric frequency that leaves the digital dystopia of the twenty first century behind and reanimates the exuberance of 60s and 70s pop. It’s a sonic time capsule that offers listeners a woozy technicolour refuge when the fashionable day feels too sharp-edged to abdomen.
The one layers kitschy psychedelia over harmonies which are as candy and warped as candyfloss underneath strobe lights. The zany magnetism of Frank Zappa programs by means of its veins, whereas the shimmering choruses really feel like a barely tipsy Seaside Boys locked in a storage studio at 3am. It’s messy in all of the methods you’d hope for, but intelligent sufficient to double as a sly cultural critique that digs into the state of contemporary creativity with out shedding its appeal.
Shaped in Venice, California in 2006, The Blissful Casualties have by no means shied away from daring sonic experiments, and Welcome to the Dreamhouse is likely to be their most audacious mission but.
100 Stabs on the Nice American Novel is now accessible on all main streaming platforms, together with Spotify.
Overview by Amelia Vandergast
