Have you ever checked out new material from an older band who hasn’t put anything out in some time and just felt embarrassed for them? That’s how I felt when I checked out the new EP from Orgy (Available here if you’re interested). Only vocalist Jay Gordon remains of the original line up and with Talk Sick, they’ve managed to tarnish a respectable legacy with juvenile lyrics and songs that simply lack punch. [Read more…]
Of course I’ll review an album that has my name in the “Thanks” section! That’s actually because of DFD’s Indiegogo campaign and not because of any actual affiliation to said band BUT STILL! That’s pretty freaking cool, right?
But I digress.
Dog Fashion Disco is back. Their new album is upon us! Sweet Nothings is the logical (and illogical) follow up to Adultery only bigger, badder, and brassier. It’s even a contender for album cover of the year. Seriously, check out that wolf!
SW opener “Greta” is that creepy little sister of Adultery’s “The Uninvited Guest” while “War Party” (Breaking into an evil “We Didn’t Start The Fire” verse even) is a more focused rage-a-thon than “The Sacrifice Of Miss Rose Covington” was on that aforementioned album. “Scarlet Fever” follows with its staccato bursts of excitement and never has a baritone saxophone sounded so exciting (You know, outside of the usual jazz circles and in Morphine).
Todd Smith’s range is still incredible. Jasan Stepp absolutely shreds. And the horns are everywhere! If you’re feeling “horny” look no further than “Tastes So Sweet” or “Doctor’s Orders” (Remember Average White Band’s classic in Superman II? That’s “Doctor’s Orders). If anything, Sweet Nothings proves that the internet provides tenfold giving Dog Fashion Disco the “Oingo Boingo on methamphetamines” sound they were always destined to have.
Is it the comeback of the year? Pretty much. And it’s the best thing DFD has put out to date. Now it’s time to see if the rest of the world will finally wake up to their brand of musical brilliance.
Sweet Nothings is out now through Razor To Wrist Records! It’s brilliant. Buy yours here and let me live vicariously through you by purchasing the “Envy The Vultures” hoodie. Be the “envy” of your friends and scare the crap out of the kiddies at the same time.