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...show began at 9 p.m., and those already downstairs slouched against the back wall and took in Liz W. Carlisle’s ’06 country-western tinged songs. Carlisle, whose lilting melodies and atmospheric acoustic guitar playing were paired in nearly every song to great effect, performed both alone and with Russell Wolff on acoustic guitar and vocals. The two had some nice moments of vocal and instrumental interplay—Wolff had a grin on his face for the duration and Carlisle also seemed to be genuinely enjoying the songs, if not the paltry audience...
...studio. The Sadies and Rauhouse all have terrific feeling and a great sense of the music; their playing is always tasteful, but they never really get to experiment. Still, this is a really great album, which is made all the more personal and engaging by the inter-song banter, applause and Southern-tinged “Thank you’s.” The conversational highlight comes, of course, at the end of the performance when Case suggests “feeding children to tigers [since] there are so many extra children.” Now what studio album...
...song titles on the album encompass the full range of wordwankery, from tonguetwisters like “She Swam To Sweden” to the vaguely tautological “I Was Raised A Gunfighter By A Family Of Gunfighters.” The standout track in terms of titular pretension has to be the opener, which has been dubbed with the Dillinger Four-esque whopper “Let’s See A Little Less Standing Around And A Little More Jumping Out Of Cakes.” This trend would be tolerable, and even amusing...
Though He has the Technology is woefully inconsistent and often painfully tongue-in-cheek (the cell-phone ring on “Bikini Infinity ‘The Epic Journey To The Mother Land’” is intolerable), repeated plays reveal an inner core of solid song writing and sincere emotion under the ADDcore finish. Although the band will undoubtedly benefit from a more introspective focus, there are points on the album where all that seems to matter (to paraphrase a series of punk legends before them) is that the WPP are young, loud and Canadian...
This is not to say that the songwriting is not at times excellent; the band has perfected and patented the formula for a good U2 song, and they show themselves in command of this on How to Dismantle... The songs are individually-wrapped candies that offer a familiar but fulfilling sensation with an ignorable degree of retread. It is short on innovation but immediately appealing in its familiarity, which is enough for now. But it means fans are still waiting for their third wave of reinvention and relevance...