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Your Cannons :: Dust Bowl EP


Sounds Like: what happens when shoegazers harden up.


RIYL: My Bloody Valentine, Sonic Youth, Ride, Red Stars Theory, Amateur Radio Operator


A Few Words: In high school chemistry, we learned about reactions. More specifically, the reactions that can occur from combining individual and often disparate components. Most of the classes were focused on common syntheses: salts, acids, reducing agents, covalent bonds--you get the idea. Most of it bored me to tears, until one day when our teacher closed all the windows, shut the classroom door, and told us today's lesson was heating ammonium nitrate: we were making nitrous oxide. It was one of the most memorable days in school--mostly because we got high with our teacher and Chrissy H. touched my hand. I may have failed chemistry, but I took away the knowledge that some reactions have an effect greater then the combination of their parts.


Take Your Cannons, for example: the individual members hail from Colorado, Sweden, England, and The Bay Area. A sum through which we witness a reaction larger and more grand than geography. On their EP, Dust Bowl, the boundaries demarcating harmony and melody are blissfully muddied, but sculpted still into something tangible. Colliding the well-loved layered textures inherent in the shoegaze genre with gigantic riffs and hooks, Your Cannons is more Slint than Slowdive; less dream pop, more desperation. Due in part to dark tone of Chamings vocals, the band uses the building distortion to create a sound that leaves the listener overwhelmed at the larger reaction that occurs from the blending of a few simple pieces. Jump into the smoke, and let's get messed up.


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Band :: Your Cannons

Album :: Dust Bowl EP

Song :: High Noon


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