I just got Plague Park from The Handsome Furs. They are from Montreal, like so many hot bands lately are from Canada, but this one just does not sound so much like Talking Heads,like the others.

I just played it a few times myself, so dunno yet where to place this (*), but I love it! It's moody, it's taking it's time. Go check it out.



(*)It sounds like those acoustic-ish Radiohead songs I love so much, that's why I am drawn to it.

Great page with info;

http://www.subpop.com/med...dsome_furs

Bio
Press kit
MP3's
Video's

Good stuff!

Bio;

The debate of preference for metropolitan or rural areas is an old one, and the distinction of partiality to either is a sign of taste for many. When it comes to the Handsome Furs, they prefer both, and they prefer neither, caught between a love and a disdain for either option. It is a matter of seeing failure in a long highway or hope in slabs of concrete, or otherwise longing for wide fields while stuck in a parking lot.

The duo of Handsome Furs began as an idea in the winter of 2005, and currently consists of Montreal residents Dan Boeckner and Alexei Perry. Boeckner also sings and plays guitar in Wolf Parade and before that did much the same in Atlas Strategic, while Perry maintains a career as a writer. Dark and minimal while noisy and earnest, the fabric of their record together was just as informed by late nights as it was by Scandinavian black metal. Truly, the point of creating Handsome Furs was to be as sparse and repetitive as possible with the help of little more than vocals, guitars, and a new drum machine. Through this, songs of earthbound captains, eggs made of gold and iron, and sleepless bodies were born. Boeckner’s affected vocals thinly resonate as they are ushered in by a frenzied undertone of fear and uncertainty, all punctuated by drum machine beats. Through the course of each track, a deep-seated sense of longing struggles with staunch realism as a restless disdain for both urban life and smaller towns collide.

“Handsome Furs Hate This City,” for one, shouts out against the blasphemy of everyday life while wrestling apathy into a verbal chokehold. It floats by like a stilted daydream of desire, popping in and out of consciousness. The lush “Sing! Captain” reaches comparative heights, all awash in restrained static yet remaining comfortingly human as Boeckner intones, “Feed them wire, feed them chrome / We hate this place here, it’s our home.” Followed up by the triumphant “Dead + Rural,” it would be easy to collapse underneath the weight of the sound, wide-eyed and world-weary. What is offered here ultimately creates an edifice of time and place, and upholds the matter of perhaps seeking a home between the two, if such a thing exists at all.

And the good thing is; they are touring Europe! I will be seeing them in October!

gonna download it tonight and check it out. thanks

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[Edited 9/18/07 17:00pm]