Gauntlet Hair: Heave.
“Imagine the gorgeous gents of Duran Duran dressing up as Liars and showing up to the beardo mountain Brooklyn commune to pants the guys in Yeasayer…”
It’s been far too long since we’ve posted something from Mexican Summer. Shame on us. To repent our sin, here’s the b-side to Gauntlet Hair’s freshly pressed (and hotly anticipated) 7”. I’ve been itching for more Gauntlet Hair ever since “I Was Thinking…” first tore up my speakers, and “Out, Don’t..”/”Heave.” deliver my fix quite nicely. While the jet-propelled (and oddly punctuated) “Out, Don’t..” breaks out the same dancey guitar stabs and soaring, rhythmic harmonies as “I Was Thinking…”, “Heave.” shows these guys in full-on attack mode. Pitting pounding, militant drums against a moaning buzz-saw, it grabs you by the neck and refuses to let go (if only it were two minutes longer).
