12 Songs, 43 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

For Deerhunter's sixth studio album, the Brooklyn indie band moves in several directions at once. Leader Bradford Cox has never been comfortable with the idea of "progress," and so he deliberately includes several tunes that are as primitive and as freaked-out as anything the group has ever recorded. "Neon Junkyard" starts the album in greater disarray than Pavement in its '90s heyday, with Cox's vocals distorting to the point where they dare listeners to go further. "Leather Jacket II" continues the assault with further noisy abrasion; then guitarist Lockett Pundt's "The Missing" abruptly switches gears for a song with actual pop potential, which sounds more in line with the band's more recent output. This flexibility makes Monomania an amusing listen and a contradiction to the album's title. "Pensacola" brings back garage rock with a cheerful gait. "Dream Captain" could be a new wave rock hit underneath the scruff. "Sleepwalking" floats into a Foster the People–type strut. But it's the freak-folk of "Nitebike" that's so delightfully weird that it brings forth memories of Skip Spence, Nikki Sudden, and Syd Barrett for the new age.

EDITORS’ NOTES

For Deerhunter's sixth studio album, the Brooklyn indie band moves in several directions at once. Leader Bradford Cox has never been comfortable with the idea of "progress," and so he deliberately includes several tunes that are as primitive and as freaked-out as anything the group has ever recorded. "Neon Junkyard" starts the album in greater disarray than Pavement in its '90s heyday, with Cox's vocals distorting to the point where they dare listeners to go further. "Leather Jacket II" continues the assault with further noisy abrasion; then guitarist Lockett Pundt's "The Missing" abruptly switches gears for a song with actual pop potential, which sounds more in line with the band's more recent output. This flexibility makes Monomania an amusing listen and a contradiction to the album's title. "Pensacola" brings back garage rock with a cheerful gait. "Dream Captain" could be a new wave rock hit underneath the scruff. "Sleepwalking" floats into a Foster the People–type strut. But it's the freak-folk of "Nitebike" that's so delightfully weird that it brings forth memories of Skip Spence, Nikki Sudden, and Syd Barrett for the new age.

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