This is one of those bands that defies the logic that you need to be able to sing or play instruments in order to make music. I'm not denying that they're musicians, just like I won't deny that their singer is an ex-porn star, which leads to press releases where nerdy PR flacks urge you to hurry because space and requests are very limited if you want an interview with Sasha Grey, as if the interview will serve as your shot at courtship with the industrially noisy, gothic-sexbot frontwoman, or maybe as the gateway to an LA world of backstage actors' parties and Vodka commercial table readings. It can be awash in industrial noise, but unlike their previous work, some true melody is beginning to seep from its pores on this new release, from the nice people at Pendu Sound Recordings. A lot of aTelecine still sounds like a high school art project though.
Buy this record if the mall kiosk is out of black lipstick and you just traded your Kools for Camel non-filters.
www.pendusound.com/artists/atelecine
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