Published Mar 17, 2008New York has pretty much given us its fill of rock bands posing as disco lovers. Or so wed like to think. It was fun getting blitzed and dancing and for some, even trying to rave but that feeling is just so spent right now and I think at this point everyone just wants to come down and by that I mean crash into spiral of despair and self-loathing. But we still wanna dance. Dont think we dont wanna dance.
So for this new wave we have NYCs Apache Beat to look up to and engulf with all of our obsessive worship. A band that has cast spells on every tastemaker looking to beat the next pesky blogger to the punch, this five-piece are still very much in touch with their citys rich history yknow, primarily 1978 to 88 but eschew everything were tired of (verse-chorus-verse-chorus-disco breakdown-chorus-explosion!) and re-introduce elements of yore that will have every 16-year-old hipster thinking theyve found the Holy Grail of cool.
Signed to the unbelievably on-point Summer Lovers Unlimited, which seems to swoop in and grab every hot new act before anyone knows them, Apache Beat impressed everyone that heard last years mystifying "Tropics, earning a slot on Deerhunters fall tour, receiving some illuminating remixes by CFCF and Bitchee Bitchee Yeah Yeah, big name-drops by Klaxons and gushing press in every outlet that mattered.
Their follow-up single "Blood Thrills is a hypnotic orgy of exotic sounds: droning feedback, undulating synths, tribal off-beats, slinky bass lines, slicing guitars and the commanding pipes of Ilirjana Alushaj, whos as seductive as she is ominous. The rhythm may not light an immediate inferno under you like even the worst disco can, but the mid-tempo vibe builds and then a crescendo arrives that kick-starts the groove and your sweat pores.
Apache Beat "Blood Thrills
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