Description
Tube Alloys have made a type of record that is in short supply these days. A record that is untethered to prevailing musical trends, punk or otherwise, in either their native Los Angeles or further afield.
It’s in keeping with a tradition, sure, one pioneered by bands like Wire, Swell Maps and This Heat, who sought to combine the vitality of punk music with an omnivorous ear for the avant-garde. But Tube Alloys honour this tradition with their disinterest in nostalgia and their ability to cast an irreverent eye towards our present and – crucially – our future, rather than endlessly rehashing our past. In short, Tube Alloys are adventurous where many of their contemporaries are content to play it safe.
In doing so they tick a lot of boxes for those with open minds and open ears, while simultaneously making sense of the innate contradictions found in any great work of art. Their songs are muscular without being boneheaded, clever without being nerdy. A dry Australian humour is barked with an American sense of self-assuredness. Songs end before you’ve had a chance to digest their brilliance, or they explode right when you think they’ve already peaked. And just when you think you’re comfortably along for the ride, the songs disappear altogether, and the record’s centrepiece abruptly takes shape as an oblique spoken riff on Time. And Time it is, for something a little different. Finally!
If you are in need of refreshment, then look no further, you have found your Oasis!
Tracks
01. Computer Love Again
02. Jubilee
03. Mall Trollers
04. Apathy
05. Modern Luxury
06. The Redactor
07. Land Of Me
08. The Man Who Disappeared
09. About Time
10. Blooding
11. Machine Learning
12. Slang Word
13. Magnetic Point