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Summer Music Preview

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BY RYAN "BROOKLYN ZOO" BRADFORD

I don't know what it is about warm weather, but it makes me want to shed all my hoity-toity indie music and listen to something loud and nasty. Yesterday, a little bird known as the internet delivered some goods from Japandroids and Future of the Left. Japandroids earned a "Best New Music" title from Pitchfork yesterday, immediately sealing them on this summer's P4K music fest, but the acclaim suits them. As the reviewer notes, their charm comes from their complete lack of pretension - the song "Young Hearts Spark Fire" makes me want to be a rowdy sugar-buzzed high schooler again, complete with young-love oaths to run away from home, only to be back before curfew.

In other OMFG coolness, Future of the Left put out a new single from their upcoming LP on 4AD. A lot of people still hold dear to Mclusky, vocalist Andy "Falco" Falkous balls-out other band, but Future of the Left only get stronger with each listen. "Arming Eritrea" has staccato unstable verses that sound like Tony Basil processed through a meat-grinder. The group even sounds (dare I say it?) anthemnic in their chorus, which may be a detraction for folks wanting another "To Hell with Good Intentions", but there's enough grime in there to keep me wanting a bath each time I listen to it.