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| Pitchfork |
![No Age - Losing Feeling [EP] review](http://www.sweetslyrics.com/poze/no age.jpg) When they were first getting started back in 2007, No Age were EP fiends. They released five such missives on five different labels over just a few months, and soon after plucked tracks from them for their first full-length release, Weirdo Rippers. Since then the L.A. guitar-and-drums duo has toured so much, been written about so much, and released such a great album (Nouns), that those initial releases feel a little like ancient relics.No Age's Dean Spunt and Randy Randall have decided to return to the EP, releasing four new tracks now rather than save them for a future long-player. It's a curious move since each sounds album-ready and none are hugely different from previous work, but this band doesn't really deal in long-form anyway-- both Weirdo Rippers and Nouns barely made it past the half-hour mark. It would be cool if these tunes were deemed worthy of an EP because they're a radical departure into dark noise, or a set of Hüsker Dü covers, or a conceptual suite about the human nervous system. But it's also cool that they're just another solid No Age record. What makes Losing Feeling so solid is how it begins and ends. The opening title track simultaneously floats in place and hurtles forward, recalling the pulsing drift of Nouns' "Sleeper Hold". But now the band stretches a bit more, injecting the breaks with a little more tension, a little more bite. And a final rave-up shifts into high gear, turning a nice crescendo into a tidal wave. That infectious wash is matched on the opposite end of the EP by "You're a Target". Here the hectic rush of the opener gets drenched in a layer of shimmering guitar tones-- imagine Nouns' "Brain Burner" covered by the Pains of Being Pure at Heart....full text |
| Spin |
| Not that long ago, No Age's recorded output sounded as if it were being captured in the middle of a wash cycle. But since 2008's Nouns, their debut Sub Pop fulllength, the eldest brothers of L.A.'s Smell scene have further embraced melodic punk soundscaping. Milking the quiet-LOUD dynamic a drop more, this four-song EP's title track morphs a gentle guitar bath into a fuzz-pedal masterpiece. But it's the hooks of squealer "You're a Target" that arrive in unexpected style: Dean Allen Spunt's creamy falsetto....full text |
| Adequacy |
| I think it’d be safe to assume that the bond between California friends, No Age (Dean Spunt and Randy Randall,) is a solidly strong one. They’ve endlessly toured the U.S. and other parts of the world, they’ve successfully continued expanding their sound into a tight-knit, matured variety and they’ve, now, triumphantly released music that excites fans to no end. With an undeniable amount of ambition, they’ve come out on top of the lo-fi, noisy pop/rock of music. Their latest EP, Losing Feeling is fletchingly close to what they’ve created before: Weirdo Rippers was a collection of confidently talented and poised noise, Nouns was a new development of melodically strong noise with a bit of ambience. And now, it seems as though they’ve learned to temper all of the loudness and are showcasing the ability to combine it with smooth compositions, mimicking the ebb and flow of a California roller coaster. From the opening, the haziness that covers the title track is a cunningly sweet foray: it’s possessing, foreboding and foreshadows the ensuing bursts of sound. Spunt’s drums are ever-present as they tumble down the opening rolls of speed while Randall’s guitar is a fixture of pace. Where this haze was leading into something bold and full of steam, the two shifts in loudness creep from controlled to straight up explosion. It shows true growth and more importantly, an attentive ear to the endless possibility of songcrafting and its worth. It all took place in their native Los Angeles and as expected, everything was written in the comfortable space of their practice room. Ironically so, the title of the EP is the exact opposite of where they’ve headed and where they’re going as a band. Definitely more talented than some (Wavves), better musicians than others (Nobunny), and victoriously more mature than one (Japandroids), No Age are where you strive to be as a band trying to make it in the world of noise rock and pop. You can take something like “Aim at the Airport” and fully realize that this ambience of melting, atmospheric blibs, playground noises and reserved keyboards all into one cascading flow is a terrific extension of their skill....full text |
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