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Nouns
Sub Pop
The fuzzy and feedback-drenched sounds of No Age are
almost certainly designed just for ears with an acquired taste.
In between some My Bloody Valentine-esque shoegazing, light
Built To Spill-style vocals (à la “The Plan”) and the gasps of
noise rock guitar are little slivers of vintage ‘70s punk (more
Television than Sex Pistols), coalescing into an album full of
minor reminders of why it’s more fun to experiment than just
slowly go the way of the radio. There are lots of awesome
moments and bits of charm embedded deep into Nouns, like
the intro of “Teen Creeps,” where the song evolves from a sole springing keyboard into a careful
guitar and then, precisely timed, a rich burst of distortion washes over everything.
Wonderfully weird.
- Reyan Ali
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