"Don't let the photo fool you: Pigeons never intended to pack the sun or the sand in their weathered steamer trunk of '60s psych flavors. Rather, the Bronx-based NY duo evokes the stillness of the night, long after the Flower Children have fallen into the arms of Morpheus. Their forthcoming They Sweetheartstammers LP exudes the same sense of mystery, sedation, and austere melodicism as last year's Liasons, but with an added sonic density and an expanded lineup (roping in members of No Neck Blues Band and Black Twig Pickers).
On lead single "Dead Echo," the woozy vocals of chanteuse Wednesday Knudsen glide across wintry soundscapes that creak and howl. Haunting, tape echo-laden guitar weaves in and out as stop-start rhythms lurk in the shadows, equally tuneful and dissonant. Despite Pigeons' nocturnal, cavernous aura, there is a certain whimsy behind the spooky façade, and the result is a pastiche of ornate kaleidoscopic pop somewhere between The United States of America and Pram" (Vía:The Decibel Tolls)
On lead single "Dead Echo," the woozy vocals of chanteuse Wednesday Knudsen glide across wintry soundscapes that creak and howl. Haunting, tape echo-laden guitar weaves in and out as stop-start rhythms lurk in the shadows, equally tuneful and dissonant. Despite Pigeons' nocturnal, cavernous aura, there is a certain whimsy behind the spooky façade, and the result is a pastiche of ornate kaleidoscopic pop somewhere between The United States of America and Pram" (Vía:The Decibel Tolls)
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