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The sonic chaos doesn’t permeate the entirety of the record like in their previous releases, instead it feels like it’s been contained into these shorter sprints making them feel especially intense. It is lighter though, less “evil” sounding and with it’s moments of (relative) peace. It’s more accessible than anything they’ve done before but that doesn’t mean it’s not the type of music you’re going to inevitably be asked to turn off. Not to overstate it at all but just for reference the way that the Velvet Underground inspired everyone you like to make music but was woefully overlooked during their time-that is APTBS but if you’re smart enough you can still get in while they’re making music.Įarlier this month the band released Pinned, their 5th studio album. You have to think of them as some sort of rock royalty, geniuses that are not being recognized enough during their time.
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In person the band is also way too fucking chill and modest. There’s the music they’re making but then the sounds of guitars being thrown into the air, of something somewhere breaking. They’re only three people but there’s not enough space for anyone else between their personal orbits, the lights, and the noise. A Place To Bury Strangers show is always equal parts danger (and with it, fear), anarchy, and a sort of blissful glee that comes from (what seems like!) an acceptance of the inevitability of ultimate death and destruction. Beyond the fact that they’re the perfect projection of all of my angst and animosity toward New York’s ever expanding cultural obliteration, A Place to Bury Strangers have spend a decade and a half doing no wrong.Įvery single record is a masterpiece of noise, chaos, and as they kept referring to it “evil sounding music.” This would be enough in and of itself, but if you know the band then you know this is basically nothing compared to their performances. There is obviously some sentimentality involved-the closing of Death By Audio’s Williamsburg venue felt like a nail in the coffin of the music scene, a gross and heart wrenching foreboding that we were now officially living in the cultural post apocalypse. Photos by Luis Lucio.įifteen years on and A Place To Bury Strangers’ imprint on rock music and New York City culture hangs like a palpable smog above the ashes of the DIY city.