This just seems appropriate--here's a review I wrote in Emmie Magazine last fall for Deerhoof's latest album. I'll preface this by saying dude, I fucking LOVE deerhoof.
DEERHOOF
The Runners Four
(Kill Rock Stars)
9,129
When Deerhoof took the stage at Intonation Music Festival this summer, there were two distinct groups of people: the ones crowding at the front, grinning and whispering, “Panda panda panda!” to each other, and the ones crumpling back on their blankets and covering their sunburnt faces with their hands, muttering, “If Satomi Matsuzaki says the word ‘bunny’ on more time I’m going to jump on stage and strangle her with her microphone cord.”
If you were one of the people on the ground, you’re in luck. Deerhoof’s new album, The Runners Four, takes a step in a poppier direction, with fewer crazed breakdowns or repetitive haunting cries of animal names and more straight-up indie rock, bare guitars and bold riffs. On songs like “O’Malley, Former Underdog,” you can hear The Who’s influence emerge, and “Spy On You” and “Midnight Bicycle Mystery” bring in jazz and funk-esque beats. Stand-out track “Siriustar” is reminiscent of end-of-the-dance early sixties, two people still left out on the floor swinging their hips and biting their lips, and then the guitars hit full-power and you’re back to modern, fleshed-out sound. At times, however, Deerhoof seems to take too much from other music: “Wrong Time Capsule,” sounds suspiciously identical to Weezer’s “Island In the Sun.”
Deerhoof doesn’t completely cross over, though–in some songs their playful, thrashing sound comes out completely intact, and even in the poppier tracks you can still feel their energy and sense of youthful wonder. In the end, that’s what drives this album: their ability to meld their talent into every style they attempt, and the completely fresh sounds that come out of it. To those of you still covering your ears, consider this an invitation. This album might bring you off of your blanket and get you to stand up and dance. Go ahead, put the cd in; I dare you. You might be surprised.
I don't know, just my two cents. AND MAY I ADD THAT THE GIRLS NEXT DOOR HAVE JUST STARTED BLASTING...GOD I DON'T KNOW WHAT BUT I HAVE NEVER HEARD ANYTHING MORE ANNOYING. Some bubblegum girl-pop. I should actually turn on some Deerhoof right now. Plug in my subwoofer and play PANDA PANDA PANDA. Yeah, how do you like that, Room 5407?