Synthesis Band You’ve Never Heard Of… Of Teh Day!!!!!one1!: The Outline

One of my shitty bands was enlisted to play an unpaid show at a house party on Friday night. After being bummed out all day knowing well and good that this shit was going to probably be some high schooler’s 16 year old birthday, I pulled up to the place pretty late and walked in like a sad little bitch.

I managed to jam my way through the door into the living room as a wave of heat, sweat and the ferocity of 100 dancing minions crammed into a bedroom sized space to see who have easily become my favorite party band, The Outline. Now, as I’ve said before, I’m in no way, shape or form ‘hip’. I just don’t get new music the kids are into these days, but I’m pretty sure that these dudes would fall into that category.

Thick rimmed glasses and American Apparel aside, I realize how hard it is trying to control the vibe of a party and they did so with the confidence of veterans. The fast songs took over the first 3 layers of kids closest to the band, creating a white kid dance party that I haven’t bared witness to since junior high. The slow shit emitted a grimy texture from the speakers, covering us in a course goo of audio blood.

It’s become very rare to see a band successfully use a synthesizer these days; it’s either a failed attempt at being ironic or a lame over-used line with horrible sound that instantly makes my stomach buckle like a sorority girl taking Jager Bombs. What’s the root of the problem seems to be a very large misuse of techniques, being that a true pianist would most likely rather be playing well thought out pieces that trotting around in bars playing for drinks. Both the guitarist/synth-dude and bassist/ synth-dude of The Outline know both how to play and how to use their weapons like proper instruments.  By the way, none of the statements in the article apply to the track “Broadway and Hurst”.  I see what they’re going for, but I’ve very undecided if it’s genius or a quarky, failed attempt at being awesome.  I’ll get back to yall later on it.

It’s a damn good thing to hear rock n roll coming back. At this time where we’re drowning in diluted, fashion conscious and overly lush indie bands that are polluting our fucking minds from every direction imaginable, it’s a real treat to finally hear someone playing a god damn 70′s Marshall half-stack with a distorted bass line under it. Put down the V neck shirt for two minutes and think about what empty, emotion lacking bullshit you’re putting on your iPod… then delete all files, illegally torrent the first 6 Black Sabbath records, The Who’s Live at Leeds, all of Torche’s disks, maybe some Mark Farina for use only when under the influence of pills you find on your buddy’s floor, and of course, The Outline.

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