Brazilian Girls
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On paper this should have been great. Combine the worldly sophistication of NY’s art-house darlings, with the production skills of Ric Ocasek (of The Cars) and Mark Plati (who’s production credits include David Bowie, The Cure and Dee Lite), add the mystique (not to mention the expense) of recording at Hendrix’s infamous Electric Lady Studios and you should come up with something interesting right? ‘Last Call,’ ‘Sweatshop,’ ‘Le Territoire,’ and ‘Rules of The Game’ show signs of the detached elegance that made Brazilian Girl’s self-titled debut unique, providing pleasant respite from the otherwise confusing melange of dissonant euro-punk pastiches, and disjointed jazz. True their first album, for the most part, didn’t reflect the exuberance of their live shows, which grew organically during the band’s extended residency at a steamy East Village melting pot, but it’s far preferable to the misdirected energy of this sophomore effort, which lacks the mood and the melodies, and leaves the listener longing for the pussy and the marijuana.
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