geothermal cheese
author: Andrew Wilson
I heard this band at the 400 Bar in Minneapolis, and was inspired by what they did together. A little Australian violin, some Icelandic guitar, mellifluous Wisconsinoid vocals--nice. When Wisconsin and Iceland procreate, the offspring yields an abundance of cheese and geothermal energy, and Utopia ensues.
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Somehow, this has the spirit of Johnny Cash
author: Andre Young
Got this disc through iTunes after reading the Grapevine review. (Good paper, www.grapevine.is.) What you think of when you listen to this, though, isn't Iceland. Not at all. This CD sounds like winter, maybe, but winter in the Southern US. You've got a kind of manic, judging by the live CD, live singer, with this blown out voice throwing out these witty lines that just sound horribly sad, and then a band pushing it along. Here's a leap, okay... I would put this in the category of JOHNNY CASH! When you hear the high and, well, razorwired voice, you won't get it, but it comes down to the meaning of the music. It drives you, and it is brutally honest and unrelenting. Cash had a voice that told you everything would be alright, even those his lyrics may be more sincere and sad. Cameron sings lyrics with more cynicism, and humor, but his voice, especially live, tells you that this is NOT going to work out. "This is a bad place to be sober and awake," he says, and you believe that this is how he wakes up everyday, and it's just the singing that keeps him going.
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throw all the money you can spare at them because this is a f..ing great CD
author: The Reykjavik Grapevine
The Foghorns have been pretty active in the music scene the past couple of years, playing numerous shows but never drawing a big crowd. The brainchild of former Grapevine editor, Bart Cameron, this release was partly recorded live in Reykjavík and partly in some (I imagine) seedy locations in Brooklyn and Wisconsin. The sound is rough and lo-fi but perfectly fitting the Bruce Springsteen folk-punk rock (think Nebraska, not Born To Run). Lyrically it’s an album of sorrow, sadness and longing – the bitterness shines through. It sounds honest and raw with a feeling of intensity; as if the band has a point to make and really, really wants the listener to get it; as if they care about their work, getting the music out just to get it out and not because they think it will make them lots of money. It won’t. So throw all the money you can spare at them because this is a fucking great CD.
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throw all the money you can spare at them because this is a f..ing great CD
author: The Reykjavik Grapevine
The Foghorns have been pretty active in the music scene the past couple of years, playing numerous shows but never drawing a big crowd. The brainchild of former Grapevine editor, Bart Cameron, this release was partly recorded live in Reykjavík and partly in some (I imagine) seedy locations in Brooklyn and Wisconsin. The sound is rough and lo-fi but perfectly fitting the Bruce Springsteen folk-punk rock (think Nebraska, not Born To Run). Lyrically it’s an album of sorrow, sadness and longing – the bitterness shines through. It sounds honest and raw with a feeling of intensity; as if the band has a point to make and really, really wants the listener to get it; as if they care about their work, getting the music out just to get it out and not because they think it will make them lots of money. It won’t. So throw all the money you can spare at them because this is a fucking great CD.
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