Pounding out their own battered and bruised version of rock 'n' roll, The Everyothers
have some great punches. Their moody, swaggering sounds seethe with serious
intensity, building intricately, then breaking into an explosion of sneering
emotion. Fronted by singer/guitarist Owen McCarthy's Lou Reed-like delivery,
the New York City foursome offers an original, touching brand of slithering,
dark punk-rock. Made gritty by the concrete jungle that bore it, the
early Elvis Costello-influenced album thrusts and gyrates in the more
sinister
areas of rock. Lead track "Can't Get Around" captivates with its big,
bouncing rhythm section, while the cabaret-tinged "Ticket Home" swings
to and fro with catchy up-close vocals, thumping beats, and huffing-and-puffing
bass lines. The grinding, distorted "English Cigarettes" explores drug
addiction, while the acoustic, minimal closer "Dead Star" finds flight
on airy, twinkling melodies and revelation.
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