ARTIST: The Everyothers
TITLE: Pink Sticky Lies
LABEL: Kill Rock Stars
GENRE: Indie
BITRATE: 219kbps avg
PLAYTIME: 0h 16m total
RELEASE DATE: 2006-05-09
RIP DATE: 2006-04-10
Track List
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1. Too Far 3:07
2. Dive With You 3:23
3. Something Wrong 2:51
4. Pink Sticky Lies 2:59
5. A New Inebriation 4:10
Release Notes:
Fact: The Everyothers are one of the greatest rock 'n' roll bands on earth. No
shit.
Start from scratch: They played in bands before, but who cares? See, this New
York City quartet - John Melville, Joel B. Cannon, Ben Toro and Owen McCarthy -
whose self-titled debut album proved that you can make rock 'n' roll in the
grand, street-scamp glam sense of the '70's with mashed-in bits of frothy
contemporary pop. But you can't call 'em back-dated. No way, Chief.
Dig this: Everyothers' frontman-guitarist Owen McCarthy is sinewy and oddly
graceful, his kohl-eyed elan is topped with gene-perfect locks and runway model
cheekbones - picture an English country gentlemen caught in some Warholian idea
of perfected New York decadence. McCarthy is graced with celebrity skin and he
should be a star. What else in life is there for him? Probably not much; so
what's bad for McCarthy is good for us because the music is better when its
creator has little else (all the greats taught us that one). It lifts straight
from the bottom of his swollen little heart and shoots from the top of his huge,
many-octave vox. We're talkin' star, kids. The kind they don't make anymore,
like Brian Ferry, like Ian Hunter; shit, like old David what's-his-name, even.
Better, he's literate and his songs are peppered with verse and couplets that
are flip and sensitive, so they hit on varying levels, they work the
imagination. Don't believe us? Just listen.
Joel B. Cannon's appropriate bored indifference on stage and his airy, almost
relaxed harmony-fat chording pins him down as a guitar hero. And he is.
John Melville's the best rock 'n' roll drummer in New York City. Everybody knows
it. That's cool, but what we like is that he looks like he just crawled out of
some Cork City pub, a tome of Eliot tucked into his armpit, hair nowhere near
perfect.
Bassist Ben Toro is quiet, of course. But his counterpoint-and-anchor bass runs
and outscissored legs bookend nicely with Cannon and the Rock Star.
Kudos: Old Creem magazine writer Jeffrey Morgan often sites the Everyothers in
his current writings as if it's a given that the whole world knows who they are.
It's a cheeky move, almost elitist, but Morgan knows what's what. He uses the
Everyothers as a barometer, the standard by which other rock 'n' roll groups are
judged. No band ever comes close. It's good thinking and Morgan should know. And
so should you. So what'cha gonna do about it? Huh?
Tunes: Pure hitsville, daddy-O. The new Kill Rocks Stars EP, Pink Sticky Lies,
is rife with 'em. Here's what's weird: The songs could've worked on an early
Cheap Trick record and a mid-period Bowie album! So it's easy to see that
contemporaries like the Strokes ain't got nothin' on the Everyothers. In fact,
if "Too Far" and "Dive With You" don't ping-pong between your ears for days than
you might just be dead, because rock 'n' roll ain't. Not yet, anyway.