Word: gomezã
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Dates: during 2002-2002
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...were less mercurial, favoring instead a more concise approach to song-writing. Or maybe the songs just happened to not be in the same key this time around so they couldn’t be compressed into the ramshackle epics they mastered on Liquid Skin, Ian Ball, one of Gomez??s three lead singers, suggested in an interview last Thursday...
...Gomez??s set drew substantially on their most recent album and despite the complex layers of loops and samples that underpin many of their songs, their performance was seamless. “We used to be a lot more messy,” Gray claimed. “The show has gotten much tighter since our early days.” Both Gray and Ball disavow any knowledge of the mess of buttons and samplers that sit behind drummer Olly Peacock onstage, from whence come the skittish beat of “Detroit Swing 66?...
...Gomez?? third album of all-new material, In Our Gun, arrives in a haze of fuzzy, overblown guitars and driving drums with “Shot Shot,” the opening song and lead single. Harder-edged and more condensed than anything Gomez have previously done, the song runs less than two and half minutes. The insistent three note riff is reminiscent of Radiohead’s “National Anthem,” before Gomez subvert it with a wicked saxophone stab and a blues-flecked chorus...
...twice ducked the “difficult third album,” releasing an EP (Machismo) and an oddities album (Abandoned Shopping Trolley Hotline). After an 18-month hiatus, In Our Gun is a spine-tingling return to the scene. A supremely confident and playful album, it reworks Gomez?? signature bluesy sound without sacrificing any of their trademark oddball goofiness...
Much of the album comes across like Gomez?? take on Kid A with its weird bits of electronica and dark musings. One of the best songs on the album, “Detroit Swing 66,” is underpinned by a roiling bass sample and trips through unpredictable synthesised beats. Yet Gomez?? love of melody and experimentation (they produce all their albums themselves) is too great to let any single conceit carry a song, and the impishness soon shows through, as Ian Ball gurgles, “Your spaceship has arrived/ Please...