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THE THERMALS - The Body, The Blood, The Machine
| Aversion |
| Remember those words from The Thermals' 2004 sophomore record, Fuckin'A -- Hutch Harris singing, "Pray for a new age / pray for assassination?" Remember the aural double take, rewinding the track, in order to make sure that you had heard the thing correctly the first time? Use that as your jumping off point for The Body, The Blood, The Machine, the utter lack of subtlety with which Harris executes his glut of songs, half protest numbers and half sheer musical catharsis (there's a thin line here, and rightfully so) -- and loudly thank God for it. ...full text |
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| ShakingThrough |
| The Thermals have always been known for fast-paced, lo-fi rock, but on The Body, The Blood, The Machine, they've slowed down the tempo a little and cleaned up the sound a lot. While still passionate and noisy, the tempo isn't that of Fuckin A. Three songs are well over four minutes, and there's even a ballad....full text |
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| The Age |
| Portland, Oregon's Thermals play pop-punk for the flannel set. The three-piece's three-minute hook-fests are not as guilt-inducing as those burped from the emo conveyer belt because they are raw - often political - and, crucially, sincere....full text |
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