After a weekend full of sickness, stress, and sleep…I’m starting to feel better. Not that music is 100% therapeutic, but I’ve been listening to this pop twisted post-math rock band for the past couple of days. Thanks to my good friend in NYC, I now have their entire Brooklyn recorded discography and oh, what a joy it is.
The Natural History is a New York band, which tells you a lot but not everything… Today, Julian, Max, and Derek are based in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, and their group represents a New York that a lot of locals might recognize: discordant, angular, often unpretty, but shot through with flashes of beauty. It’s not the old “a tree grows in Brooklyn” thing. It’s the beauty of hulking warehouses, bodega awnings, graffiti murals, and three-legged dogs haunting the wasted waterfront. It’s the beauty of kids who could easily play art music but have more fun playing pop songs.
Aside from the fact that their label should get an award for Best Artist Description, the two brothers and their friend, simply put, are champions of taking that “Brooklyn Sound” and introducing it to the threshold of a pop underworld. Give them a listen and let me know who they remind you of, if anyone at all. (Franz Ferdinand? CYHSY?)
currently already finished their next album and have supposedly been waiting to release it, so be sure to check out their MySpace for more information and speculation (so I’ve been told) of an upcoming tour.