Pissed Jeans - ‘King Of Jeans’
Perhaps it’s autobiographical. Perhaps it’s a metaphor. We dare not ask...
Posted Monday, 17 August 2009 in ,
Rating: 9
Heirs to
The Jesus Lizard’s clunking, deranged and frequently wonderfully unpleasant throne,
Pissed Jeans were already the sound of suburban America suffering a public wearing-your-mother’s-best-frock-with-semi-erect-member-exposed meltdown. So fans of the dirty great cock in the face that was 07 album ‘Hope For Men’ should strap on the kneepads about now. Because ‘King Of Jeans’ is – oxymoronic potential aside – a far more focused rant of a record. Orchestrating the Pennsylvanian foursome’s sonic car crash is vocalist
Matt Korvette, an applaudably unsettling fellow who, when he gets up a head of lurching steam, approaches
David Yow in syllable dribbling prime. The first hammer blow arrives within ‘Half Idiot’, exploding into a pummelling chorus riff,
Korvette, it seems, proclaiming on more than one occasion “I feel like a giraffe”. ‘Dream Smotherer’ is straight insomniac psychopathic. And nowhere is the
Alex Newport-produced cacophony better captured than ‘Human Upskirt’; essentially two minutes of
Black Flag as staffed by a room of sex offenders,
Korvette slurring about dubious camera/dress interfaces. Perhaps it’s autobiographical. Perhaps it’s a metaphor. We dare not ask. Either way, ‘King Of Jeans’ cures ailments most never realised they suffered, a bullet to the empty brain of everyday living. Long live the ‘King Of Jeans’.
Adam F. Kennedy