If you're a certain age you'd probably remember every single kid wanting to make or own a Tracey Island from Thunderbirds. A weird blip of culture that collective embarassment prevents anybody from mentioning. These days the Tracey Island is Animal Collective and every kid wants to be in it. For every fifty painful dudes hollering down the house in their bedrooms you get one guy like Oberhofer.
Oberhofer is a New York kid who got an internship at Matador and just ran with it, ran to his laptop to burn a disc, ran back to the office whereupon the bosses at Matador ran out of nice words and just signed the damn thing. The songs have a tickle of Animal Collective and a draping of Weezer. I could talk about unholy unions, this meets this, if blah had a baby with blah, but it would feel cheap and exhausting and the internet already has its fill of that so instead just stop reading and go and listen to Oberhofer at his myspace:
http://www.myspace.com/oberhofermusic
Side-note: Two weeks until somebody calls their band Tracey Island.
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