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SHELLAC - Excellent Italian Greyhound
| Aversion | Punk rock is lost at sea. It's a sea of sugary pop-punk vomit, crocodile tears shed by a million emo kids and spilled beer that's just as stale as the mechanical noise made by the self-righteous underground. After watching the genre flounder for seven years, the good ship Shellac is here with Excellent Italian Greyhound. The only question is if Steve Albini and company are here to rescue the drowning genre or pull it under once and for all.
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| | Drowned in sound | | If they ever do get around to making proper robots – you know, the ones that go all homicidal in the flash of a light bulb – you’d want them to be constructed from Steve Albini’s guitar sound. A twisted, sinewy train-wreck of a noise that sounds approximately like your face being shoved into a barbed wire fence from a car window travelling at high velocity....full text |
| | PitchFork | | You're not even really reading this. Why would you? I could rate this album a 12 divided by Q or say it's on par with seven ham-and-cheese Hot Pockets and it wouldn't matter. Anyone who cares has already marched to their nearest independent retailer and purchased Excellent Italian Greyhound, laughed aloud at the dog picture, shook the unmarked CD from the gatefold cover (because Steve Albini hates digital recordings-- and you), and spun the vinyl with warm, grating satisfaction. The reviews are irrelevant, and one from Pitchfork probably means even less to Shellac listeners than most....full text |
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