Like a freshly luminous yellow tennis ball whizzing past at breakneck pace across the jaundiced whites of bloodshot eyes, the latest from Brooklyn rabble-rousers Parquet Courts, Smart Aleck Kid, is a wearily blink and y’all miss it sort of affair – a visceral minute of artillery-like yaps, dead snares and the kind of irrepressible adolescent frenzy not heard since Be Your Own Pet were first witnessed ripping a Notting Hill garage a proverbial newbie in the dying summer of ’04. And although the young punks’ début full-length Light Up Gold only began to be treasured on a second service, this latest splurge of inextinguishable raucousness is one which’ll throttle even the most distrait of attentions at a first time of asking. For luminescent fury rarely sounded so ravishing.
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- Co-headlining @OfficialRandL, @qotsa & Paramore. @klaxons also join the bill: http://t.co/qBGHZgGzUR about 14 hours ago from Twitter for iPhone
- D&D meet with Taylor & Simon of @Timber_Timbre, to talk strippers, sensuality & their strongest LP yet, #HotDreams http://t.co/njxUAiFkzB about 15 hours ago from web
- Authors of our #Recordof2013, @bukeandgase will release 'an audio snippet, improvisation or work in progress' weekly https://t.co/ygbgE9UJSR about 17 hours ago from web
- Perhaps the precocious Scandinavians' most impressive song yet, stream @dbyungabunga's jingling, jangly Tambourine: http://t.co/rgQpAkG33O about 18 hours ago from web