Oneida

After years of humming and hawing, Oneida have finally delivered Preteen Weaponry, the first chapter of their long-awaited triptych, Thank Your Parents. With the record, the retro rockin’ Brooklynites give the first taste of their thesis on the state of recorded popular music, as well as a "colossal vision of a new age.” Translated musically, this equals a single, voice-shy, 40-minute jam boasting three interlocking sections intended for one continuous, shuffle-disrupting listen. And while this may have all the makings of a record best reserved for the Oneida-obsessed, it surprisingly isn’t, with the band spinning the composition into a welcoming piece of avant rock that’s heavy on groove, psych and, as always, noise. Marrying improvisation with craft, the band make an exquisite show of pacing, grabbing your attention at all the right moments but still letting you get fully lost in the hazy mesh of guitars, organs and drums. And while it’s difficult to say whether Oneida have achieved all their overblown goals with Preteen Weaponry, the record is indeed a colossal one, proving this band are far from running short on ideas.