Ummm, Blanche? What happened baby? I thought we had a good thing goin’. Those keys/synths were soundin’ real nice, and now you gotta go and fuck with the formula just as everyone was coming around… I must say, however, that I like what I’m hearing from this ramped-up version of Blanche Blanche Blanche with Chris Weisman on guitar and synthster Zach Phillips now manning the drums like Peyton. It’s more of a scrappy, fun-‘n’-slappy hayride down Punk Lane than anything, Sarah Smith’s vocals unchanged and aided by others in the band for the first time (at least to my knowledge). “Press Dumps” falls apart like a shattered glass rainbow then picks itself up piece by piece until the train is back on the track, barely. You get a more visceral thrill from this one, very kaleidoscopic and vibrant, with an endless arpeggiator (OK I don’t know what the fuck that is; you got me) bludgeoning the middle of the mix with a skull-hammer as Phillips gets out-of-control on the demon drums. Good for them. Next?
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