Nouns, by No Age (LP on Sub Pop)

Description:	LP on Sub Pop, white vinyl inc MP3 download codes thing	UK ORDERS OVER £50 SHIP FREE!
Format:	LP
Label:	Sub Pop
Price:	£9.79
Catalogue number:	SP772
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Rating: ecstatic This record left our BRIAN D feeling ecstatic.

Just spent 10 minutes ordering some shoddy fast food only to be told they don't deliver to these grimy streets. Tsk! Have to console myself with the adrenalized experimental fuzzgarage squall of No Age's 1st proper big record, 'Nouns' If the EPs didn't stir your broth then there's no hope for you. This is the best thing Sub Pop have unleashed in an age! The songs just swirl around your head like insanely affable wasps after a bong hit, Crackly lo-fi indie pop gems wrangled out effortlessly in a joyous punky parade. With strange earthy electronics creeping in from time to time. It's all like a punky shoegazer Built to Spill amped up the max in a wheelie bin. With the new advent of catchy, filthy noise, these 2 chaps easily surf the party that is 2008, simply virtue of having great, spine tingling songs & a zest for life. File with the old classics like Dinosaur Jr & Treepeople, I happily would and certainly worth a punt if St. Johnny or Polvo were ever yr tang buoys 'n gals. Lorra love....on Big waxing and diddy plastic

What the label says:

No Age issued a slew of singles on a variety of indie labels in 2007, resulting in the tellingly cohesive compendium, Weirdo Rippers on Fat Cat Records later that year. That widely heralded release inspired such mainstream press as The New Yorker and the L.A. Times to feature the band’s ties to the underground scene surrounding the Los Angeles all-ages club The Smell. Recorded by Pete Lyman at Infrasonic Sound in Los Angeles from October to December of 2007, Nouns, the band’s Sub Pop debut, is succinctly all-encompassing, from the faux-simplicity of the title to the beautiful distortion of its sound, to the packaging that includes a 68-page full-color book packed with photos and art pieces. The record opens with a symphony of noise (both Dean and Randy use samples alongside their main instruments) and sometimes creeps, sometimes smashes through a sonic headlock befitting Daydream Nation-era Sonic Youth, Kiwi pop, My Bloody Valentine, and experimental noise. “No Age is a band,” says Dean. “Bands should be fun and exciting and they should push all the buttons at the same time. They should make you feel like you are going to explode and make you utterly confused and inspired at the same time.” And sometimes they do