13 Songs, 48 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

New Moon opens up with a tune that sounds like something Wilco or The Jayhawks might have done in their formative years—bringing The Men's fans to ask, what gives? The countrified melody and plucky guitar, mandolin, and piano on “Open the Door” jaunt along like a confident charlatan in a roomful of over-boozed innocents. Are they toying with us? Nah. They’re just pushing boundaries, and on their fourth album, The Men force back the edges song by song. The next tune, “Half Angel Half Light,” saunters a bit more aggressively (as if our charlatan is hurriedly leaving the over-boozed and bamboozled crowd) before the record tumbles open full bore with the clamorous “Without a Face.” They take a step back to tumbleweed town on the White Fences–ish “Seeds” before pushing the pedal to the floor for a little Crazy Horse homage on “I Saw Her Face.” When the pummeling, bruising “The Brass” explodes in a rage of glorious fury, it’s so profoundly visceral you might need to sit down. Honestly, what can’t these guys do? We like ‘em best when they scare the heck out of us on songs like “The Brass” and “Supermoon,” but it’s all amazing.

EDITORS’ NOTES

New Moon opens up with a tune that sounds like something Wilco or The Jayhawks might have done in their formative years—bringing The Men's fans to ask, what gives? The countrified melody and plucky guitar, mandolin, and piano on “Open the Door” jaunt along like a confident charlatan in a roomful of over-boozed innocents. Are they toying with us? Nah. They’re just pushing boundaries, and on their fourth album, The Men force back the edges song by song. The next tune, “Half Angel Half Light,” saunters a bit more aggressively (as if our charlatan is hurriedly leaving the over-boozed and bamboozled crowd) before the record tumbles open full bore with the clamorous “Without a Face.” They take a step back to tumbleweed town on the White Fences–ish “Seeds” before pushing the pedal to the floor for a little Crazy Horse homage on “I Saw Her Face.” When the pummeling, bruising “The Brass” explodes in a rage of glorious fury, it’s so profoundly visceral you might need to sit down. Honestly, what can’t these guys do? We like ‘em best when they scare the heck out of us on songs like “The Brass” and “Supermoon,” but it’s all amazing.

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Ratings and Reviews

4.0 out of 5
43 Ratings

43 Ratings

themostparanoidandroid ,

Getting Better and Better

This is a band that has gone nowhere but up–I personally wasn't much of a fan of Immaculada, but Leave Home I really enjoyed. Last year's Open Your Heart, however, was the moment I really jumped on board as a fan. Infused with great guitar jams and packed with energy, I couldn't get enough. After hearing their most recent single "Electric", my laborious wait began. These guys have gotten nothing but better, and I'm pretty sure that after many listens, New Moon will continue that trend for me.

deathheated ,

Great Band

I found out a couple months ago these blokes were recording this album just a few min away from where Ive been living. I bought this album, smoked my peace pipe and drove around the Catskills for bout a couple of hrs listening to it today. It was a nice day to release an album. This band is just fun, if I could be on a crew to any band in the world right now it would be with these guys. Leave Home and Open Your Heart are a little better. songs L.A.D.O.C.H & Open Your Heart make me wanna ji() my pants, but this album is really good and really captures some of the mood from this area over the last year. think im gonna pick this up on vinyl too

Hippi-Kat ,

Now I know why the Bass player left the band

It is quite a feat to release one of the top album's of the year and follow it up the next with of the worst, but The Men have achieved just that. New Moon sounds mailed in, a rambling, lazy affair devoid of any originality, creativity, or craftsmanship. Lots of flaks will call this album evolutionary, given it's Crazy Horse facade, the next step up from it's halcyon punk wailing in Brooklyn , but it is far from that, if it were it would feel like it has a purpose, a resonance, but it doesn't ever come close to that all-it's just there and will soon fade into the abyss where it belongs-a victim of its lack of inertia.

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