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Cloud Nothings - Cloud Nothings

by Nathan Fidler Rating:8.5 Release Date:2011-01-24

It really hasn't been that long since we were introduced to the lo-fi melodic rock of Cloud Nothings - a one man band producing fuzzy hits through one microphone in his bedroom. Now he has his first full album and of course with the recognition comes a more polished and professional sound.

Part of what made the Turning On taster album so appealing was its uneven production and its barely comprehendible lyrics while still maintaining the basic principles of a good song. Most of those things have changed here but the nature of the music is still the same. The guitars still have the same whip and snap in tracks such as 'Not Important' and 'Should Have', the only difference is that when the bass or drums kick in you can really tell this time. Listening to Cloud Nothings has been like sifting for gold: one minute you have a tray of rocks and mud with nuggets of gold and then, with one quick shake, we're left with only the gold.

'Forget You All the Time' allows you to hear the lazier pop side, while 'You're Not That Good At Anything' proves there are real riffs and guitar skills behind the fuzz, but in truth it has now become clear that Dylan Baldi's influence lie in the modern/alternative rock genre. The lyrics are still concerned with beating down on others, (as is made obvious by the song titles) but now he also seems concerned with ageing now. The splendid closer 'All the Time' proves this point in its bright and breezy story of young hearts getting old and fearing the forever. It has the most singable lines in both verse ("I'm getting old forever, so I get old so fast") and chorus ("They say it happens all the time, at least that's what they know").

Though things have been polished here, there still remains that dishevelled melodic heart. Clearly it's a duplicated sound rather than the real songs-in-the-bedroom sound and in way it's slightly disappointing because there in lay the charm; it was a regular kid with a regular passion beating the auto-tuned, middle-of-the-road record companies in his own way. In short, all those rocks and all that mud in the sound added character. It is pleasing to see however, that Cloud Nothings remain like a horny teenager, ploughing through songs at breakneck speed, barely able to contain the jittery excitement in less than three minutes. Dylan Baldi plays as if he knows his sound is going out of fashion quick, but let's hope it isn't.

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