Bursting out of Detroit's pollution-and-crime-ridden streets like Robocop after one too many Yellow Jackets, Thunderbirds are Now! deliver catchy, smart, melodic, fast, direct and danceable rock with a nod to late '70s and early '80s post-punk. Keyboards are used not as a novelty, but as a necessity, functioning as an instrument that provides everything from atmosphere to a song's main melody. Guitars are wiry and manic -- but still direct -- and not afraid of the occasional delayed part or barre chord. Th...   [ read more ]

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Make History, Detroit band Thunderbirds are Now!'s 3rd full-length and second on Frenchkiss Records, does away with a band in full tail-chase and depicts one at it's peak: no longer stressing about what people might expect, but rather wearing their influences better than one of Interpol's tailored suits. "We live off of pop music," says singer/guitarist Ryan Allen. "Some Beatles for breakfast, a little Smiths for lunch, and the Pixies for dinner. Sometimes we'll have a little New Pornographers for a midnig...   [ read more ]

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Like a combination of robots and Morris Day himself, Thunderbirds Are Now! are a herky jerky dance-a-thon, slick and grooving at points, violent and clunky at others, but always sexy. The band has a knack for seamlessly combining razor sharp guitar scratchings with boombastic drumming, booty thick bass and lazer-tag keyboards, that once heard will make your brain and mouth unite to expound, "Shit. These guys rule!" Genres like "new-wave", "disco-punk" and "art-rock", have all been used to classify what the...   [ read more ]

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