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Boomkat Product Review:
I must confess that when I first looked at the joined-up-writing cover, I thought that 'Attic Salt' was an album sponsored by heat-resistant material manufacturers Kevlar; Under water, it's 20 times stronger than steel! But no, it is infact the new missive from Canadian slllllooooowwwwccccoooorrrrreeee outfit Keplar - with 'Attic Salt' (which sounds like a euphemism to us...) their third long player. Having recently lost a member to the bottomless pit that is the Arcade Fire, 'Attic Salt' seems to have shouldered a new maturity, shunning the overt posturing of 'Fuck Fight Fail' in favour of a cushioned approach which is lulling without ever threatening to become soporific. Opening with the vibra-guitar, 'Broken Bottles, Blackened Hearts' sees the Cannuck mob etching a lovelorn platter of alt.americana (think Wilco) from the slo-mo environs cast up by lyrics like "back in the day when I tore my own jeans, I never thought I'd hear myself say, now that I'm much older than I ever thought I'd be, it might be time to switch side". Not much on paper I grant you, but a cracker in the ears. Fact! Upping the bpm, next track 'Thoroughbred Gin' sounds not unlike something you'd expect to hear from the bottom of Matt Elliot's glass - with a disingenuous tale of Monday night drinking given a anti-spin by the jaunty accompaniment, whilst elsewhere the likes of 'My Other' and 'Rented Limousine' sound not unlike Nirvana - but syrup slooooowwww. Tough as nails!