Okay, I’m too obsessed with synaesthesia. But to me, band du jour Amazing Baby sounds just like black licorice—their dark metal love all glammed over with sugar-high sighs and synthesizers, their nouveau-’70s psychedelia at once familiar (MGMT is the obvious style influencer, but there must be a reason I’m thinking of Wolfmother, too) and a little off (maybe it’s more like ’80s Bowie, after all). Their shaggy head-banging schtick won’t delight all tastes, but if debut album Rewild isn’t in heavy rotation at Urban Outfitters by the end of next week, I’ll eat my “Headdress.”
Okay, I’m too obsessed with synaesthesia. But to me, band du jour Amazing Baby sounds just like black licorice—their dark metal love all glammed over with sugar-high sighs and synthesizers, their nouveau-’70s psychedelia at once familiar (MGMT is the obvious style influencer, but there must be a reason I’m thinking of Wolfmother, too) and a little off (maybe it’s more like ’80s Bowie, after all). Their shaggy head-banging schtick won’t delight all tastes, but if debut album Rewild isn’t in heavy rotation at Urban Outfitters by the end of next week, I’ll eat my “Headdress.”