Working For A Nuclear Free City — “Asleep At The Wheel” — Businessmen & Ghosts
Thrilling doozy of a fakeout, those ambient washes and arpeggios getting chairs pulled out from under them but floating in place regardless as the Madchester drum fill breaks the surface underneath like those giant thundery drillmobiles Shredder, Bebop and Rocksteady used to invade the Ninja Turtles’ home turf, much to the chagrin of whichever public works guy was in charge of paving over all those muddy holes on 7th Avenue. (Brief aside: can anyone tell me why “Dimension X” really seems to mean nothing more than “deep underground”?) Anything that can stomp this gorgeously gets on my Top Rated iTunes playlist, as does much of WfaNFC’s other material, which is stylistically all over the map but often what I’d once wished the Happy Mondays and Stone Roses could sound like. It’s the deft, painterly touches that push them above general euphoric rave: listen hard for what might be a series of buried brass trills beginning at minute 1:30, and then, please, tell your friend about this band. They need to blow up so they don’t break up.
