Guided By Voices – The Bears For Lunch

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Artist: Guided by Voices

Album: The Bears For Lunch

Label: Fire

Year: 2012

Genre: Indie Rock

RIAA Radar Status: SAFE

Encoder: XLD

Sample Rate: 44,1 kHz

Codec: LAME

Avg Bit Rate: 320 kbps

Track Listing

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[01/18] King Arthur the Red (2:14) 320 kbps 5, MB

[02/18] The Corners are Glowing (3:02) 320 kbps 7, MB

[03/18] Have a Jug (1:09) 320 kbps 2, MB

[04/18] Hangover Child (2:58) 320 kbps 6, MB

[05/18] Dome Rust (1:10) 320 kbps 2, MB

[06/18] Finger Gang (1:51) 320 kbps 4, MB

[07/18] The Challenge is Much More (1:49) 320 kbps 4, MB

[08/18] Waving at Airplanes (3:14) 320 kbps 7, MB

[09/18] The Military School Dance Dismissal (2:07) 320 kbps 4, MB

[10/18] White Flag (2:15) 320 kbps 5, MB

[11/18] Skin To Skin Combat (3:42) 320 kbps 8, MB

[12/18] She Lives in an Airport (2:44) 320 kbps 6, MB

[13/18] Tree Fly Jet (2:46) 320 kbps 6, MB

[14/18] Waking up the Stars (2:14) 320 kbps 5, MB

[15/18] Smoggy Boy. (0:35) 320 kbps 1, MB

[15/18] Up Instead of Running (2:13) 320 kbps 5, MB

[17/18] Amorphous Surprise (1:59) 320 kbps 4, MB

[18/18] You Can Fly Anything Right (1:54) 320 kbps 4, MB

Total number of files: 18

Total size of files: 93 MB

Total playing time: 39:56

Generated: sabato 17 novembre 2012 11:22:42

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Album info

Description / Review:

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Didn’t expect this to actually live up to its glowing press release but it pretty much does. ‘The Bears For Lunch’ is the magic number three of a well-documented trilogy of new albums by the mid-’90s “classic” line-up of GBV. This obscenely prolific bunch of casual geniuses from Dayton, OH, seem to have once again hit upon a crystal of that magic that made ‘Bee Thousand’ and ‘Alien Lanes’ such treasure troves of effortless indie rock bar-raising prowess. The ‘Factory’ album that kicked off the revival this year was a pretty patchy affair to these ears and I’m ashamed to say the subsequent volume was lost in the mists of 2012’s hectic release schedule. You’ve seen the insane amount of shit we stock…but never mind, here come ‘the Bears’ and boy they is magnificent furry creatures Mom.

Dave and Clint were always the office Pollard & Co. heads, I caught a woeful live gig in Leeds around the time Kim Deal was verbally stapling their name on every indie kids forehead and wrote them off as past-it chancers – they appeared to be a bunch of extremely pissed and shambolic geography teachers with a long haired roadie roped in to cover for the one that was still sleeping off the excesses of the previous night on the floor of the van outside. None of these surmisations are necessarily 100% true but they were certainly a bad pub rock band that night. I’m glad I re-investigated eventually and ‘Bee Thousand’ does now share a footing in my collection with that other indispensable benchmark from those halcyon days, ‘Slanted & Enchanted’.

I feel like this collection harnesses the same fine balance as those early favourites with a delicious spread of medium to lo-fidelity tunes that are often melodically rich and spilling with fuzzy wild-eyed guitars that roll around and spar between the posts marked chime and growl, those steadfast unfussy solid drums and the yearning comfort of Uncle Bob’s voice (when he sings the songs anyways, but then when he doesn’t the songs are just as impressive!). Then there’s gorgeous ‘60s psych folk-pop gems such as ‘Waking up the Stars’ that add real spice and variety. I’m assuming that’s a Tobin Sprout number? The production is dry, lively, raw and dusty, there are a couple of cracked no-fi fragments and I cannot believe ‘She Lives in an Airport’ isn’t a criminally forgotten out-take from those long, long days.

I’m not sure if they’ll ever quite pull this off again so I really wouldn’t leave this record to gather dust as numerous subsequent albums are already in the pipeline. If you’re a paid-up devotee of the initial prime period in the life of GBV you may well be over the moon at how they’ve managed to completely revive that celebrated ability to yawn a classic album merely on rising groggily from bed.