Oh how the white boys whine. God the inundation of sad white males from Mid-West suburban land with their thousand dollar rigs and instant record contracts. BORING. Yes that’s right, I said boring. If yr not Braid, yr not worth my time.
This is why I’m so glad that I live in Washington DC, where the bands that matter know that it takes more then owning Sunny Day Real Estate records to start a band. Even pure knowledge of DC’s rock based music is not enough to impress the scenesters in this town. That is why I love Durian.
See DC music comes in waves of two. There are the originators of a sound, then the kids that are inspired by the whole goddamn flood. Durian is part of that second wave. Taking from the angularity of the likes of the Most Secret Method and the weird funk-E-ness of the Dismemberment Plan, Durian has created a volatile soundscape that will be sure to piss of your co-workers. GOD I LOVE DC.
But the best part is that Durian has the all-too left out front man aspect going for them. Matt Herman, god love him he doesn’t even play guitar some of the time. He is yr straight up rock and roll singer, complete with cool stage moves like any self-respecting front man delivers. Taking key from D-Planner Travis Morrison and Fugazi’s Guy Picciotto, Herman will drum up the rock out pose for all the kids (and he’s so much cooler because he doesn’t hide behind a pesky guitar for half the set). Even on record you know that the singer could not possibly hit those kooky high notes with a mess full of strings wrapped around his fingers.
Durian borrows just as much from the DC scene as it does from metal, funk, and hip-hop. But see their ain’t no 311 bullshit here. It’s danceable in a way that makes you feel spaced out, intense enough to make you want to jump around and bash heads a bit. The guitar work is precision auto, perfect at every strum and yet so frustrated you’ll stop dead in yr tracks.
The new dance movement starts here. These white boys know how to play. No self-serving love struck lyrics and stop start loud guitar work here. Nothing but the purest of music exploration cooked up in the wonderful and timeless DC fashion.
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