Anybody else feeling nostalgic for the early 2000s yet? Or did you miss out the first revival around? Either way, if you are looking for a swirling wall of sound and still have an affection for or curiosity about the Jesus and Mary Chain, My Bloody Valentine, Slowdive, Ride, and early Spiritualized, the Morning After Girls are right up your alley. The band (which is still unsigned, but whose music is available on iTunes) comprises a few good-looking Australian transplants in New York City who are making very, very good shoegaze.
Owing just as much to Radiohead and Oasis as they do to the old guard, and resting comfortably with relative newcomers Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and even Interpol at moments, the Morning After Girls have a solid grasp of the finer (and noisier) points of shoegaze, especially the soaring, ethereal guitar that seems to float down from above. “Death Procession” and “You Need to Die” are slick reworkings of the Swervedriver formula of incessant bass and searing guitars. “To Be Your Loss" takes the upbeat version of Interpol (think “Say Hello to the Angels”) and gives it a swift kick in the arse. Actually, “Who Is They?” borrows even more from Interpol, as the drumming could easily be the work of Sam Forgarino. “There’s A Taking” goes a bit Deerhunter texturally, and it ends all too soon. “Part Nature” could be a bonus track on BRMC’s debut album, in a good way. Title track “Alone” is the standout on the record, with Sacha Lucashenko’s vocals at the forefront, framed with Martin Sleeman’s unabashedly beautiful guitars.
Though the record is incredibly competent and well-put together, the Morning After Girls really shine out live. The songs are huge, and recorded they are a bit too reigned in to be truly appreciated. This is a band that begs to be seen live to be believed.
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