"NO AGE" is striking out, here and there, across the Net.
Dean Spunt and Randy Randall are the dynamic duo that head up the group, who are often defined by their punk rock sensibilities and noisy rock sound.
Formally known as the "Wives", "No Age" has been creating quite a buzz.
Industry critics, with a sense of historical reference, say they are reminiscent of early "Black Dice", "The Ramones", and "My Bloody Valentine".
"Weirdo Rippers" - a first release - captures the mercurial band hitting their stride.
The EP consists of vinyl-only recordings the band released simultaneously on five different labels.
Pitch-fork - an online music site - raised the hysteria level by giving "No Age" a nod recently.
No Age scored an 8.0, which added critical credibility to their innovative song stylings.
The musical segments jar at times, and prone to jump erratically from punk rock squalls one moment - into melodic riffs - the next.
Some say, Randall's controlled clashing and Spunk's jabbing punk riffs, rise and fall like a kind of mystical poetry.
Their musings are both colorful and imaginative!
It's obvious, the band has continued a "Wives" credo.
They play frequently, spur of the moment, and endeavour to maintain their organic roots.
And, in the process, manage to delight their fans as they hone their musical spontaneity.
In essence, the "No Age" song structure is simplistic and loose in construction.
In spite of that, the riffs manage to hit you in the gut and in the heart, and are thoroughly compelling.
"No Age" jumped into their first gig at "The Smell" in Los Angeles (April 2006) when the band was keenly involved in the development of a performance space for local hacks.
In sum, "Smell" is a venue exalting the vestiges of underground music and pop culture.
The band's creative roots are in performance and visual art, with a leaning toward multi-media and video.
"No Age" is often compared to "Lightning Bolt", which is quite a compliment.
As to the music, well, it's captivating.
In "Neck Escaper", the notes sit on the air a little, then push forward - with urgent drums, cymbal clashes, and catchy guitar riffs that strike the air - then fall back into submission.
"Boy Void" is a signature piece that exposes the listener to raw musical elements.
Because I did not own any of their five limited-edition recordings in my possession, I scoured the Internet recently, and stumbled on a treasure-trove of stellar early recordings.
Yes, "Boy Void" was among them.
I was positively enthralled!
My collection resonates sharply now.
Stay tuned for future updates, eh?
