Cabinessence “Naked Friends”
From Oregon’s Willamette Valley, Cabinessence peppers its space-hippie country with sultry, Bolan-esque guitar and funky keyboards riffs that recall The Beach Boys “Wild Honey” period (after all, the band’s name is a Wilson tune). Cabinessence is led by Nathan Maricle and Jacob Arnold and they open with the party rhythm of “Thought.” The moonshine boogie beat of “How I Learned” is unadulterated fun and the quirky tune has a sticky sing-along chorus. The smooth harmonies and song structure on “Thumbs” recall The Jayhawks and The Minus Five best moments. And the creeping ballad “The Poet” is a gorgeous organ melody that has a banjo strum with guitar breaks that keep it compelling. The angelic harmonies and steel guitar of “Grace” is a low key country tune that slows things down to Gram Parsons tempo. Then the band defies genre with the funk pop “Should’ve Known” which seems to combine Creedence Clearwater Revival and Isaac Hayes. The genre combo experiments with pysche-country-funk-pop will be refreshing to some, and frustrating to others. The songs are finely polished and worth the time if you feel you’ve heard it all. Listen to the album here.
Electric Tickle Machine “Blew It Again”
A small Brooklyn band with this much talent and energy is both exciting and frustrating. Coming close to a mix of Jane’s Addiction and The Brian Jonestown Massacre, the vocals batter around from track to track but it works to great effect on the opening title track. The muddled vocals and screams on “Bones” and “Something Else” detract from the Kinks-like organ melody and guitar rhythms. Both songs have driving beats and rock strongly, but my favorite here is “Part Of Me” where all the parts fit together and the “ba-ba-da-da” hook in the chorus is infectious. But just like the oldies band The Kingsmen, who sang “Louie, Louie” it didn’t always matter what the lyrics said or if they were intelligible. This neo-garage rock has it’s high points with “Gimme Money” and “Honest Injun” full of engrossing composition and the ballsy attempt to back it up. But too much of a good thing dilutes the great droning guitar and wild organ solos here. If the band can focus their energies a little more on melody and less on Velvet Underground schtick it will go a long way. The sound however is totally genuine and Electric Tickle Machine should develop into a potent band to be reckoned with.
