
'70s glam plus indie rock equals big sexy time.
We Are The Fury - Venus
[4/5] It's tempting to use lots of fancy words that start with "A" to describe We Are The Fury-amalgam, alloy, ambimusical (okay, we made that one up)-but whatever words you use, there's no denying that WATF have seduced the postured kink of the late-'70s glam scene into a heavy petting session with modern, Casey Crescenzo-flavored indie-rock. The result: WATF delivers a ha-uge album in Venus that's full of rock bigness. There's plenty of variety here, all in the key of hipster fashionista sleaze-"Still Don't Know Your Name" boogies with barroom piano and sax, while "Close Your Eyes" is a bonafide power ballad. The big plus about WATF is they avoid drifting into overindulgent glam fanboyism by keeping one foot anchored in the 21st century at all times, making them at once a retro and modern rock act, which is a feat in and of itself. (ONE BIG SPARK/EAST WEST) Casey Lynch
Official Website: http://www.eastwestrock.com
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Also in this issue:
- Circa Survive
- Mad Caddies
- The Used
- The Arsons
- Brakesbrakesbrakes
- The Dollyrots
- The Horrors
- J Church
- Leftover Crack/Citizen Fish
- Maxïmo Park
- Witches With Dicks
- Various Artists
- Joseph Arthur & the Lonely Astronauts
- Jarvis Cocker
- The Gang Font feat. Interloper
- Glös
- The Only Children
- Battles
- Other Men
- Page France
- The Sea And Cake
- The Snake The Cross The Crown
- Travis
- Funeral For A Friend
- Job For A Cowboy
- Akimbo
- The Burning Season
- Dir En Grey
- The Fall Of Troy
- Maylene And The Sons Of Disaster
- Megadeth
- See You Next Tuesday
- Static-X
- Vanna
- The Nightwatchman
- Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
- The Fall/Von Sudenfed
- Nine Inch Nails
- The Fucking Champs
- Mêlée
- Sherwood
- Patti Smith
- Weatherbox
- Wilco
- Sage Francis
- GusGus
- Josh Haden
- Dntel
- Monstrance
- Christopher O'Riley
- Avey Tare & Kria Brekkan
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[4/5] It's tempting to use lots of fancy words that start with "A" to describe We Are The Fury-amalgam, alloy, ambimusical (okay, we made that one up)-but whatever words you use, there's no denying that WATF have seduced the postured kink of the late-'70s glam scene into a heavy petting session with modern, Casey Crescenzo-flavored indie-rock. The result: WATF delivers a ha-uge album in Venus that's full of rock bigness. There's plenty of variety here, all in the key of hipster fashionista sleaze-"Still Don't Know Your Name" boogies with barroom piano and sax, while "Close Your Eyes" is a bonafide power ballad. The big plus about WATF is they avoid drifting into overindulgent glam fanboyism by keeping one foot anchored in the 21st century at all times, making them at once a retro and modern rock act, which is a feat in and of itself. (ONE BIG SPARK/EAST WEST) Casey Lynch
Official Website: 
