Formed in Dublin in 1992, Rollerskate Skinny (named for a line in Catcher in the Rye) recorded its first album as a quartet, with Jimi Shields (brother of My Bloody Valentine's Kevin Shields) adding guitar, voice and drums to the manifold abilities of unrelated founders Ken Griffin (vocals/guitar/keyboards), Ger Griffin (guitar) and Stephen Murray (bass/guitar). A bit like Sloan's Smeared in its derivative variety, Shoulder Voices is a fascinating and delightful debut that jumps easily from intimate indie tunefulness (the vocals sound like Pavement) to free-fire pop noise, with plenty of wild and wonderful textures along the continuum. The constant gear-shifting makes its nigh on impossible to get a handle on the group's intentions, but the balance of strong, engaging songwriting (see especially "Bow Hitch-Hiker," "Bella" and the Beach Boysish "Shallow Thunder"), alluring atmospheres ("Miss Leader," "Violence to Violence") and raw sensual abandon (just about every song has some liberating blast of distortion, but the Robyn Hitchcock-like "Some Give Birth" bears a resemblance to MBV) obviates the need for such concerns. A great, imaginative beginning.
Shields didn't stick around (or get asked back; he instead formed a group called Lotus Crown) for the band's follow-up/swan song, but Horsedrawn Wishes — recorded with a hired drummer and a major reliance on keyboards and "orchestration" — is no less impressive in its riot of excellent ideas supporting, not disguising, worthy songs. If anything, the madly ambitious production raises the band's creative vision higher, making Rollerskate Skinny that much more considerable in its achievement. If the Beatles had reached psychedelic cruising altitude around 1995, this might be their kind of album: vivid, self-confident, innovative, too involuted to easily master and thoroughly entertaining. Very well done.
Shields didn't stick around (or get asked back; he instead formed a group called Lotus Crown) for the band's follow-up/swan song, but Horsedrawn Wishes — recorded with a hired drummer and a major reliance on keyboards and "orchestration" — is no less impressive in its riot of excellent ideas supporting, not disguising, worthy songs. If anything, the madly ambitious production raises the band's creative vision higher, making Rollerskate Skinny that much more considerable in its achievement. If the Beatles had reached psychedelic cruising altitude around 1995, this might be their kind of album: vivid, self-confident, innovative, too involuted to easily master and thoroughly entertaining. Very well done.
Ira Robbins
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