The unsettling Youtube sensation Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared lately took the leap to full tv collection standing. In it three buddies/roommates (very a lot up for debate) are visited by confounding, inept, irritating, and sinister characters who want to educate them some kind of doubtful life lesson by way of the medium of track. This sometimes leads to a musical quantity with a shrill peak of pure cacophonous mayhem, inflicting blood to weep from the eyes and ears of the three friends. SEAMOSS2 is what you’d get when you mashed all of these chaotic moments into one unhinged document.
Sea Moss is an unruly beast. It may be discovered someplace in a ballpark populated by a much less civilised Fuck Buttons or maybe Animal Collective operating amok with East West Blast Check’s circuit-bent toy assortment. The unruly Portland pair’s new album is a sport of two halves, the latter portion of which is completely improvised. A lot in order that vocalist Noa Ver can’t be completely sure of the lyrics to the entire thing.
As you may count on, then, facet B is sort of exploratory. Chook-like sounds are given house to bweeep solitarily throughout ‘Feeding Frenzy’ earlier than descending into what can solely be described as a wasp-chomping competitors. ‘Needy Needy’ is shaped of violent, chattering-teeth oscillations that permit Zach D’Agostino’s stick work to clink and clatter, constructing right into a nervous whirlwind of percussion. ‘Snake Woman’ is surprisingly cogent for a jam session while the beat of ‘Quantity Desires’ is simplified right down to a Betty Davis type strut permitting Ver to train her contact mic’d pipes and screaming DIY electronics.
As with all experiments, there’s an opportunity of failure. However, for each occasion the place it meanders unchecked, there are 4 or 5 moments the place it gels right into a discordant but coordinated hotbed of thoroughbred havoc. The album’s A-side, nevertheless, is the place the gloves actually come off.
‘Break up Hairs’ trills collectively like a pair of washing machines snogging. ‘Sweet Run’ lurches in like a selfmade robotic pleading for its life by way of the 56k dial up modem it’s been gifted in lieu of a voice field. There’s a thumping drum assault and the kind of shaky girder bass we’ve come to count on from Sea Moss’s tour mates, Lightning Bolt, on album opener ‘Nap Time’. One frenetic rhythm eagerly tumbles into one other as closely saturated digital fog horns blast over Ver’s harsh, distorted vocals. The squelched cadence offering a playful edge.
And playful appears to be the secret right here. Specifically, on the observe ‘Pig’s Toes’ with its shrieks, howls, ringing telephones, and a drummer hot-wired to a lit automobile battery. You possibly can virtually hear the acid leaking from D’Agostino’s Duracell Bunny arms as he pistons and convulses rhythms into life. When the beat isn’t sizzling stepping, it’s being blasted just like the final rites of a Scandinavian daubed in corpse paint. Some may see that as critical however, above all, it’s enjoyable. And what’s extra enjoyable than a few buddies singing some songs collectively till their ears bleed?
