Two years on from their breakthrough hit ‘Ubu’, Methyl Ethel return with their third album, Triage.
With a group behind him that recalls the electronic jazz splatter of ’90s New York, Dave Harrington’s guitar work becomes a psychedelic, soft-hued quest for transcendence.
Read Jesse Jarnow’s review for a further breakdown of the album.
This EP is slick and well produced, often built around layers of keyboards. There is however still room to move.
I would not be as critical as Lauren Snapes to question the production.
Whether it’s down to Greg Kurstin, Rostam and Kid Harpoon, or Rogers’ own intentions, her major-label debut is overproduced. Teeming with cicada hiss, beats as tacky as an army of tongues, synths that reverberate like a pigeon cooing down an exhaust pipe, bell-like resonance, and wan R&B runs, it suggests a more sylvan Sylvan Esso, Haim if they’d grown up in Portland, the last traces of residue from a decade of Bitte Orca.
However, as with Shark, I am intrigued by where to next.