There are essentially two forms of repetition in pop music: an artistically utilitarian repetition-for-effect, sublimated by the Ramones and a ghastly repetition due to artistic exhaustion exemplified by, say, Right Said Fred. Archie Bronson flit between these two forms with agonising insouciance on their debut, Fur, while sounding as close to an organ-less Doors as possible. Mixed by Hotel of the Kills, the disc is heavily informed by their brand of updated blues, with moments of an armys call-and-response marching drill. Although not remotely groundbreaking, one could easily fall for their cyclical intensity, before, just as easily, falling out of it.
(Domino)Archie Bronson Outfit
Fur
BY Andrew SteenbergPublished Jul 1, 2005