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Posted: January 3, 2015 in MUSIC
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mixing tuneful angst and humid fuzz into their 90s grunge rock ethos, Montreal based duo Solids garnered comparisons to Japandroids and No Age. Blame Confusion is an onslaught of melodic fuzz-driven riffs and fervent drumming as Xavier Germain-Poitras and Louis Guillemette attack their ennui with distortion, heavy pulsing rhythms and pedal-charged power chords. The band “forwent a bassist in favor of a pedal that mimics a bass amp, a deliberate decision that reflects Solids’ ethos: the grandest sound with the least digits. From the ethereal hammering and squeals that flip us over sideways into the record, the listener will have the distinct feeling of boarding a panicked, ignited train that can’t afford—or maybe doesn’t want—to slow down.”

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From start to finish, Solids’ Blame Confusion is just one lo-fi indie rock gem after another. It seems unlikely that I’ll ever tire of the album. Formed by Xavier Germain-Poitras (guitar) and Louis Guillemette (drums), the lo-fi rock duo that is Montreal’s Solids don’t hide their grunge influences. They also understand, as Dinosaur Jr, Sonic Youth, or early Silver Jews and the mirage of predecessors to their sound did, that sometimes a melody is sweeter and sometimes it really does have to fight hard (really hard – like a Balboa punching pork montage hard). But if you’re willing to put your ears to the test, “Blame Confusion” never fails to reward.

The layers of distortion and feedback effects of their particular take on grunge-hued rock that makes it so great.

Kicking off this orgy of decibels, “Blame Confusion” starts with “Over The Sirens”, which begins with a growing crescendo of feedback and distortion until a fuzzed out bluesy guitar lick and drum cacophony ensues. The track also includes indecipherable yelps from Germain-Poitras and an incinerating, “Off White” offers much the same and holds yet more similarities to Dinosaur Jr – screeching solos, whining, despondent vocals and the ever present fuzz of lo-fi recording. Lead track “Haze Away” throws up one of the many contagious choruses to the record, with howls of “Take my haze away!” inherent through its mid-section. “Laisser Faire” shows a more sombre hue to the band’s complexion, and contains the only visible reference to their French-Canadian background. At the record’s close, “Terminal” again shows a slower, more melancholic counterpoint to the previous squall of high octane grunge.

Solids do not know any other way of making music apart from going all out – and I am so glad that they do. Although they bring precious little new to the table, they have mastered the art of hiding beautiful melody under layers of glorious distortion.

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