Sometimes I hate Brooklyn. Yep, I said it. Between the ecstatic embrace of journalists and music nerds, Brooklyn is probably the most jizz-covered burg in the world. I think it annoys me when there is music coming out of Brooklyn that I really like. I feel like I've sold out my own version of West Coast snobbery to acknowledge that there might, in fact, just be some kind of validity to the claims of Brooklynites that East is best.
There is something out there right now that they are calling avant-garde. It doesn't sound a goddamn thing like Philip Glass, but more like Erase Errata meets melodic electronic noodling. Somewhere in this scene (which apparently includes Gang Gang Dance and Effi Briest), Telepathe hovers. Telepathe (pronounced tel-EP-ath-ee), however, seem to be going alarmingly toward the hook-driven landscape of, dare I say, pop music. Say it isn't so!? Well, bless those kids for doing it, because somewhere between avant garde and pop isn't a bad place to be if it means that you've caught the ear of TV on the Radio's Dave Sitek, who then agrees to produce your first full length album. Not half bad, really.
Back when Telepathe started out a few years ago, there wasn't much to distinguish them from any other revolving group of knob-twiddling, droning Brooklyn hipsters. But, with their album
Dance Mother (released 4/14/09), they bring the bass, the hooks, and incongruously, even a little hip hop delivery. With childlike female vocals half-chanting, half lulling over some potential dance floor beats, DJs can see fit to pack this comfortably in their crates for events of any occasion. I especially love the moaning intro, cavernous arrangement, and clean bass of the first single, "So Fine."
Telepathe's Dance Mother is available on iTunes, and 8 songs (including a stellar Atticus Ross remix of "Michael") can be heard on their myspace page:
www.myspace.com/telepathe
Here's an extremely random video for "So Fine" as well:
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