The viola suffers from a serious image problem within the pantheon of rock and roll debauchery; whether it's the Bluebells or Hope of the States, playing a violin on stage just doesn't have that all important X-factor. Well get ready to re-write your prejudices, for here comes the 3rd full-length album from Montreal's Hangedup, a fluid drums and viola duo who count members of Pest 5000 and Shortwave amongst their ranks. Kicking things off is the orchestral pomp of 'Klang Klang', where great big chord stabs render the song reminiscent of a steroid addled Four Tet. From this they then turn to Post Rock for inspiration, with the Mogwai-esque 'Alarm' carving the violin to shreds as wave after wave of dissonant aural brutality pummel your ears without ever becoming uncomfortable. Peaking out into a sun bleached refrain, Hangedup have another successful dalliance with the peak/trough structure of 'Junk The Clatter' whilst 'A Different Kind of Function' boils the instrumental soup down to a languid refrain that juxtaposes wonderfully with the right royal riffage in attendance on 'F*ck This Place'.
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The viola suffers from a serious image problem within the pantheon of rock and roll debauchery; whether it's the Bluebells or Hope of the States, playing a violin on stage just doesn't have that all important X-factor. Well get ready to re-write your prejudices, for here comes the 3rd full-length album from Montreal's Hangedup, a fluid drums and viola duo who count members of Pest 5000 and Shortwave amongst their ranks. Kicking things off is the orchestral pomp of 'Klang Klang', where great big chord stabs render the song reminiscent of a steroid addled Four Tet. From this they then turn to Post Rock for inspiration, with the Mogwai-esque 'Alarm' carving the violin to shreds as wave after wave of dissonant aural brutality pummel your ears without ever becoming uncomfortable. Peaking out into a sun bleached refrain, Hangedup have another successful dalliance with the peak/trough structure of 'Junk The Clatter' whilst 'A Different Kind of Function' boils the instrumental soup down to a languid refrain that juxtaposes wonderfully with the right royal riffage in attendance on 'F*ck This Place'.
The viola suffers from a serious image problem within the pantheon of rock and roll debauchery; whether it's the Bluebells or Hope of the States, playing a violin on stage just doesn't have that all important X-factor. Well get ready to re-write your prejudices, for here comes the 3rd full-length album from Montreal's Hangedup, a fluid drums and viola duo who count members of Pest 5000 and Shortwave amongst their ranks. Kicking things off is the orchestral pomp of 'Klang Klang', where great big chord stabs render the song reminiscent of a steroid addled Four Tet. From this they then turn to Post Rock for inspiration, with the Mogwai-esque 'Alarm' carving the violin to shreds as wave after wave of dissonant aural brutality pummel your ears without ever becoming uncomfortable. Peaking out into a sun bleached refrain, Hangedup have another successful dalliance with the peak/trough structure of 'Junk The Clatter' whilst 'A Different Kind of Function' boils the instrumental soup down to a languid refrain that juxtaposes wonderfully with the right royal riffage in attendance on 'F*ck This Place'.
The viola suffers from a serious image problem within the pantheon of rock and roll debauchery; whether it's the Bluebells or Hope of the States, playing a violin on stage just doesn't have that all important X-factor. Well get ready to re-write your prejudices, for here comes the 3rd full-length album from Montreal's Hangedup, a fluid drums and viola duo who count members of Pest 5000 and Shortwave amongst their ranks. Kicking things off is the orchestral pomp of 'Klang Klang', where great big chord stabs render the song reminiscent of a steroid addled Four Tet. From this they then turn to Post Rock for inspiration, with the Mogwai-esque 'Alarm' carving the violin to shreds as wave after wave of dissonant aural brutality pummel your ears without ever becoming uncomfortable. Peaking out into a sun bleached refrain, Hangedup have another successful dalliance with the peak/trough structure of 'Junk The Clatter' whilst 'A Different Kind of Function' boils the instrumental soup down to a languid refrain that juxtaposes wonderfully with the right royal riffage in attendance on 'F*ck This Place'.