Astounding Album Alert

February 4, 2007... As it has for a lot of people, the Internet has changed the way I listen to music. I cadge tunes from many sources now, some of them even legal, but I'm cadging songs, not albums. And when I tire of cadging and am ready for a little playback, eight times out of ten, I just set my media player to shuffle and let the fucker rip. A song by Richard Buckner is followed by a song by Kraut is followed by a song by Van Halen is followed by a song by Simply Saucer is followed by a song by Svatsox, ad nauseam... I still buy albums. I just don't listen to them all that often.

So, when I tell you that this post is about an album I have listened to, end to end, again and again, lately, you know it's some good shit.

Enon's High Society starts like a bomber's engines, and through its fifteen songs and thirty-odd minutes, careens through a waltz break, dollops of cutesy Japanese girl electro-pop, a wee bit of middle eastern filigree, a nod or three in the direction of lazy-dog Pavement, and a languid chamber pop number, before grinding to a halt like a warped copy of "I am the Walrus" at 16 rpm.

Variety and restless inventiveness aside, Enon has modus operandi on High Society, and that modus operandi is a tight mix of guitar rock and electronics. It's new wave, but with testosterone. Like Metric, but smarter and darker. It is on Touch and Go, after all...

Enon - Native Numb

Enon - Disposable Parts

Enon - Natural Disasters

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