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Single Reviews
Single Review: Prinzhorn Dance School – Seed, Crop, Harvest (DFA Records)
By CMU Editorial | Published on Monday 8 November 2010
Three years since their self-titled debut, Tobin Prinz and Suzi Horn are back with another slab of awkward, rudimentary art-pop weirdness.
Despite child-like call and response, tribal drum beats and simplistic guitar licks, this is no easy rise or instant aural gratification. ‘Seed, Crop Harvest’ rumbles in with a bass line that suggests at most, a pre-school mastering of the instrument; while vocals whose intonations and stylings lean heavily on Gang Of Four spout incomprehensible, though undoubtedly sincere, ramblings. Prinzhorn once again prove themselves to be a more minimal, skeletal aural Franz Kline. Their particular brand of art rock is as self-consciously difficult as ever: scuttling, off-kilter rhythms and menacingly jarring guitars make for a distinctly abrasive offering.
However, for all its atonal sparseness, there’s a strange charm. Perhaps it’s an ‘Emperor’s new clothes’ scenario: we want to like it so to egotistically tell ourselves that we are hip, we do like post-post-post-punk or whatever the hell this masquerades as. Perhaps this is where PDS succeed: their angular earworm of a song makes you think you should like it, though you have absolutely no idea why. EG
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