The Purrs

    The Purrs


    I often listen to KEXP in Seattle because the station often turns me on to a few new things. Over the last few years, the station’s deejays have dug themselves some Purrs. Despite some plugs from KEXP, the band’s self-released album from last year, The Dreams Our Stuff Is Made Of, never really picked up on a national scale.


    The Purrs is the Seattle four-piece’s first proper debut, but it’s really only an augmented version of The Dreams Our Stuff Is Made Of: Seven of the tracks here are from the self-released album and the other two are from the band’s 2004 EP, No Particular Bar, No Particular Town. All the songs are remixed and remastered, and I understand why the band would re-release them with a label’s backing (the original is also apparently out of print). But nothing new?


    As such, nothing has changed in the band’s sound: It’s warm, fuzzed-out, ’60s throwback psychedelia and a bit of that late-Jesus and Mary Chain jangle pop. Lead singer/bassist Jima (no last name) has a voice that rings familiar — it’s a bit reminiscent of Mark Gardener’s at times — but he pulls off an attitude in his delivery that’s pretty convincing. The members of the Purrs are great at writing a pop-shoegaze song that has a sunny aftereffect. They have the tendency to stretch their songs beyond five-minutes, and although that can be risky, it doesn’t seem at all forced. 


    Whether the band can make this sound last, I couldn’t say. Contemporaries of the Purrs who are paying homage to that great shoegaze era are fairing well critically (Serena Maneesh), but remember the Mooney Suzuki? That band has shifted labels several times and run with the “mod-cool-garage-rock” thing but hasn’t progressed musically. The Purrs could fall into this trap, but I’d like to this four-piece is more progressive than that.



    Band (various MP3s):



    “The Dreams Our Stuff Is Made Of” MP3

    “She’s Gone” MP3