MP3 Horsefeathers - ROCK: Rock & Roll

Pop inspired madness from the masterminds of Milford, CT's legendary Carlos Projeckt. Catchy tunes, driving rhythms, and three-part vocal harmonies.

11 MP3 Songs
ROCK: Rock & Roll, ROCK: Punk



Details:
Horsefeathers:

Jon Conine - Bass
Ben Erickson - Guitar & Lead Vocals
Dave Parmelee - Drums

The Two Dukes:

Danny Hite - Backup Vocals
Jacob Royer - Backup Vocals

Reviews:

New Haven Advocate -
Members of the Carlos Projeckt and the Vultures band together to deliver a high-octane album of slanted pop songs, pleasingly bristly in tone and brimming with memorable hooks. Ben Erickson sings as if he's at the end of his tether, and his razors-wrapped-in-cotton guitar is well contrasted by a pair of clear-voiced backup singers. Dave Parmelee is simply one of the most exciting drummers in town. The disc is well-sequenced, leading off with the most direct material (The Camera Loves You, one of the best pop songs from a New Haven band I've heard in years) and gradually becoming more frenetic, delving into sideways math-punk and some real chair-throwing moments. Calls to mind Superchunk, a faster Pavement, Weezer's Pinkerton and early Meat Puppets. And with 11 songs in 24 minutes, there's no time in which to lose momentum. Phew!


Hartford Courant -
The production is so lo-fi the band might have recorded the whole album in a tin shed using one microphone placed outside, but there's a ton of potential stuffed into this New Haven band's raw rock 'n' roll.


New Haven Register -
This New Haven-based band rocks, flat-out rocks. The trio is what every good band should be: loud and chugging guitars, catchy choruses, bouncy bass lines and pulverizing drums. Featuring the talents of Jon Conine, Ben Erickson and Dave Parmelee, Horsefeathers sounds like an unholy mix of Weezer, Pavement, early Soul Asylum and the Replacements.

Leading off with the dual lead guitar lines of "the camera loves you," Ericksonâs voice sounds remarkably similar to Wilcoâs Jeff Tweedy, but thatâs where the art-rock comparisons end; this music doesnât need any frills. Itâs simple, driving and a mishmash of all that is good. The band doesnât shy away from the occasional swear, but itâs not for the effect; these are the kinds of grinding tunes deserving of a celebratory curse.

Thereâs not a dud on this self-titled debut. Quite simply, though, this is an auspicious CD thatâs as good as any straight-ahead, indie-rock disc Iâve heard over the last year â and Iâm not including just local bands.