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The Number Twelve Looks Like You
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Nuclear. Sad. Nuclear.
Eyeball Records
Release: 6/21/2005
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Rated:
Review by:
Andrew Glassett
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The Number Twelve Looks Like You have been around since
early 2001, and it is fairly obvious they know what they are
doing. The complexity of the songs and the tightness of the
performance is very interesting and important. This is
experimental metal at its most powerful. Sadly it is
post-hardcore at its most vulnerable.
Everything on Nuclear. Sad. Nuclear. seems to be
intact: the shrieking dual vocals by people who sound as if they
really do want to kill you and suck your blood, rapid-fire
drumming and swirling, noodling guitars, ready to stop on a
dime and play something completely contrary to what they had
previously been performing with exact precision. The best track
is track five, "The Proud Parent's Convention Held in the ER."
The song twists and turns through at least five tempo changes
and ends with a very inspiring guitar duo solo that sounds like
something from beyond. The overall understated humorous
nature of the album is almost endearing, especially concerning
the overall quality of tracks like "Clarissa Explains
Cuntainment" and "Like A Cat." These gentlemen know they
are good at what they do but do not see a need to.
Sadly, as the album progresses, the music digresses. The last
half of the album feels twice as long as the first half and
becomes a bit tedious. Acoustic outtros and jazz influenced
interludes lose their ironic nature. The Number Twelve Looks
Like You may have done well to keep their foot out of the
post-rock sound as well. The worst track would have to be
"Remembrance Dialogue," which sounds like poorly done
Mogwai.
When The Number Twelve Looks Like You are on, they are
decidedly on. When they are off, they remind me of every
other local metal/post-hardcore band that is trying to sound
different. They are trying to intellectualize their music, which is
not a bad thing, but it comes off being too ironic and
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