A guitar/drums duo (Randy Randall and drummer/vocalist Dean Spunt) with a penchant for self-recorded samples, No Age are mostly unconcerned with things like space or pause.
"Goons Be Gone is gorgeously thick - a hazy, delirious expanse that’s both comforting and disorienting. Opener “Sandalwood” begins and ends in murk, and in between Randall and Spunt sputter and twitch and pound, alternately revealing and concealing a sweet, taut melody - such is No Age’s agenda, burying an addictive little singalong in layers of effects and fuzz.
“Feeler” is more immediately user-friendly, opening with sunny guitar chirps and a knee-slapping drumbeat, before Spunt starts barking intelligible lyrics (“Attention feels overrated / Dismiss this crowded place / Come away with me / Disguise the impact from your face”) and the music goes steady and frantic. “Working Stiff Takes A Break” is a summer song in the sweatiest, most realistic sense - it’s not the Beach Boys’ gooey, über-idealized, convertibles-and-beach-volleyball version, it’s the waiting-for-the-bus, sweaty and desperate but still-sorta-excited-about-all-that-sunshine take. “Smoothie” is similarly exuberant, full of power chords and distortion; it’s arguably the poppiest thing No Age have recorded to date (all those cries of “Tambourine” are practically bubblegum), and accordingly, completely addictive. “Head Sport Full Face”, meanwhile, is the sound - both literally and metaphysically - of everything happening all at once, an ecstatic, feedback-addled lullaby."
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A guitar/drums duo (Randy Randall and drummer/vocalist Dean Spunt) with a penchant for self-recorded samples, No Age are mostly unconcerned with things like space or pause.
"Goons Be Gone is gorgeously thick - a hazy, delirious expanse that’s both comforting and disorienting. Opener “Sandalwood” begins and ends in murk, and in between Randall and Spunt sputter and twitch and pound, alternately revealing and concealing a sweet, taut melody - such is No Age’s agenda, burying an addictive little singalong in layers of effects and fuzz.
“Feeler” is more immediately user-friendly, opening with sunny guitar chirps and a knee-slapping drumbeat, before Spunt starts barking intelligible lyrics (“Attention feels overrated / Dismiss this crowded place / Come away with me / Disguise the impact from your face”) and the music goes steady and frantic. “Working Stiff Takes A Break” is a summer song in the sweatiest, most realistic sense - it’s not the Beach Boys’ gooey, über-idealized, convertibles-and-beach-volleyball version, it’s the waiting-for-the-bus, sweaty and desperate but still-sorta-excited-about-all-that-sunshine take. “Smoothie” is similarly exuberant, full of power chords and distortion; it’s arguably the poppiest thing No Age have recorded to date (all those cries of “Tambourine” are practically bubblegum), and accordingly, completely addictive. “Head Sport Full Face”, meanwhile, is the sound - both literally and metaphysically - of everything happening all at once, an ecstatic, feedback-addled lullaby."
A guitar/drums duo (Randy Randall and drummer/vocalist Dean Spunt) with a penchant for self-recorded samples, No Age are mostly unconcerned with things like space or pause.
"Goons Be Gone is gorgeously thick - a hazy, delirious expanse that’s both comforting and disorienting. Opener “Sandalwood” begins and ends in murk, and in between Randall and Spunt sputter and twitch and pound, alternately revealing and concealing a sweet, taut melody - such is No Age’s agenda, burying an addictive little singalong in layers of effects and fuzz.
“Feeler” is more immediately user-friendly, opening with sunny guitar chirps and a knee-slapping drumbeat, before Spunt starts barking intelligible lyrics (“Attention feels overrated / Dismiss this crowded place / Come away with me / Disguise the impact from your face”) and the music goes steady and frantic. “Working Stiff Takes A Break” is a summer song in the sweatiest, most realistic sense - it’s not the Beach Boys’ gooey, über-idealized, convertibles-and-beach-volleyball version, it’s the waiting-for-the-bus, sweaty and desperate but still-sorta-excited-about-all-that-sunshine take. “Smoothie” is similarly exuberant, full of power chords and distortion; it’s arguably the poppiest thing No Age have recorded to date (all those cries of “Tambourine” are practically bubblegum), and accordingly, completely addictive. “Head Sport Full Face”, meanwhile, is the sound - both literally and metaphysically - of everything happening all at once, an ecstatic, feedback-addled lullaby."
A guitar/drums duo (Randy Randall and drummer/vocalist Dean Spunt) with a penchant for self-recorded samples, No Age are mostly unconcerned with things like space or pause.
"Goons Be Gone is gorgeously thick - a hazy, delirious expanse that’s both comforting and disorienting. Opener “Sandalwood” begins and ends in murk, and in between Randall and Spunt sputter and twitch and pound, alternately revealing and concealing a sweet, taut melody - such is No Age’s agenda, burying an addictive little singalong in layers of effects and fuzz.
“Feeler” is more immediately user-friendly, opening with sunny guitar chirps and a knee-slapping drumbeat, before Spunt starts barking intelligible lyrics (“Attention feels overrated / Dismiss this crowded place / Come away with me / Disguise the impact from your face”) and the music goes steady and frantic. “Working Stiff Takes A Break” is a summer song in the sweatiest, most realistic sense - it’s not the Beach Boys’ gooey, über-idealized, convertibles-and-beach-volleyball version, it’s the waiting-for-the-bus, sweaty and desperate but still-sorta-excited-about-all-that-sunshine take. “Smoothie” is similarly exuberant, full of power chords and distortion; it’s arguably the poppiest thing No Age have recorded to date (all those cries of “Tambourine” are practically bubblegum), and accordingly, completely addictive. “Head Sport Full Face”, meanwhile, is the sound - both literally and metaphysically - of everything happening all at once, an ecstatic, feedback-addled lullaby."
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A guitar/drums duo (Randy Randall and drummer/vocalist Dean Spunt) with a penchant for self-recorded samples, No Age are mostly unconcerned with things like space or pause.
"Goons Be Gone is gorgeously thick - a hazy, delirious expanse that’s both comforting and disorienting. Opener “Sandalwood” begins and ends in murk, and in between Randall and Spunt sputter and twitch and pound, alternately revealing and concealing a sweet, taut melody - such is No Age’s agenda, burying an addictive little singalong in layers of effects and fuzz.
“Feeler” is more immediately user-friendly, opening with sunny guitar chirps and a knee-slapping drumbeat, before Spunt starts barking intelligible lyrics (“Attention feels overrated / Dismiss this crowded place / Come away with me / Disguise the impact from your face”) and the music goes steady and frantic. “Working Stiff Takes A Break” is a summer song in the sweatiest, most realistic sense - it’s not the Beach Boys’ gooey, über-idealized, convertibles-and-beach-volleyball version, it’s the waiting-for-the-bus, sweaty and desperate but still-sorta-excited-about-all-that-sunshine take. “Smoothie” is similarly exuberant, full of power chords and distortion; it’s arguably the poppiest thing No Age have recorded to date (all those cries of “Tambourine” are practically bubblegum), and accordingly, completely addictive. “Head Sport Full Face”, meanwhile, is the sound - both literally and metaphysically - of everything happening all at once, an ecstatic, feedback-addled lullaby."
Available To Order (Estimated Shipping between 1-3 Working Days)
This item is to the best of our knowledge available to us from the supplier and should ship to you within the time-frame indicated. If there are any unforeseen issues with availability we will notify you immediately
A guitar/drums duo (Randy Randall and drummer/vocalist Dean Spunt) with a penchant for self-recorded samples, No Age are mostly unconcerned with things like space or pause.
"Goons Be Gone is gorgeously thick - a hazy, delirious expanse that’s both comforting and disorienting. Opener “Sandalwood” begins and ends in murk, and in between Randall and Spunt sputter and twitch and pound, alternately revealing and concealing a sweet, taut melody - such is No Age’s agenda, burying an addictive little singalong in layers of effects and fuzz.
“Feeler” is more immediately user-friendly, opening with sunny guitar chirps and a knee-slapping drumbeat, before Spunt starts barking intelligible lyrics (“Attention feels overrated / Dismiss this crowded place / Come away with me / Disguise the impact from your face”) and the music goes steady and frantic. “Working Stiff Takes A Break” is a summer song in the sweatiest, most realistic sense - it’s not the Beach Boys’ gooey, über-idealized, convertibles-and-beach-volleyball version, it’s the waiting-for-the-bus, sweaty and desperate but still-sorta-excited-about-all-that-sunshine take. “Smoothie” is similarly exuberant, full of power chords and distortion; it’s arguably the poppiest thing No Age have recorded to date (all those cries of “Tambourine” are practically bubblegum), and accordingly, completely addictive. “Head Sport Full Face”, meanwhile, is the sound - both literally and metaphysically - of everything happening all at once, an ecstatic, feedback-addled lullaby."
Available To Order (Estimated Shipping between 1-3 Working Days)
This item is to the best of our knowledge available to us from the supplier and should ship to you within the time-frame indicated. If there are any unforeseen issues with availability we will notify you immediately
A guitar/drums duo (Randy Randall and drummer/vocalist Dean Spunt) with a penchant for self-recorded samples, No Age are mostly unconcerned with things like space or pause.
"Goons Be Gone is gorgeously thick - a hazy, delirious expanse that’s both comforting and disorienting. Opener “Sandalwood” begins and ends in murk, and in between Randall and Spunt sputter and twitch and pound, alternately revealing and concealing a sweet, taut melody - such is No Age’s agenda, burying an addictive little singalong in layers of effects and fuzz.
“Feeler” is more immediately user-friendly, opening with sunny guitar chirps and a knee-slapping drumbeat, before Spunt starts barking intelligible lyrics (“Attention feels overrated / Dismiss this crowded place / Come away with me / Disguise the impact from your face”) and the music goes steady and frantic. “Working Stiff Takes A Break” is a summer song in the sweatiest, most realistic sense - it’s not the Beach Boys’ gooey, über-idealized, convertibles-and-beach-volleyball version, it’s the waiting-for-the-bus, sweaty and desperate but still-sorta-excited-about-all-that-sunshine take. “Smoothie” is similarly exuberant, full of power chords and distortion; it’s arguably the poppiest thing No Age have recorded to date (all those cries of “Tambourine” are practically bubblegum), and accordingly, completely addictive. “Head Sport Full Face”, meanwhile, is the sound - both literally and metaphysically - of everything happening all at once, an ecstatic, feedback-addled lullaby."