Safe As Houses

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Total Tracks: 10   Total Length: 38:10

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Brainlove on Parenthetical Girls (from DiS)

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Whether or not it officially qualifies as a 'concept album', Safe As Houses, by Washington State's Parenthetical Girls, has an unusually strong thread of subject matter running through it. From the twinkling-chime introduction of opener 'Love Connection II', the cryptic, conflicted lyrical content is overwhelmingly engaging; Safe As Houses is an album full of vivid, visceral, emotional tales about sex, labour, blood, death and (maybe) even some glimmering glimpses of love. Certainly, these songs contain some searingly honest accounts of conception, pregnancy and childbirth. Nothing here is obvious or overstated, everything instead subtle, poetic, suggestive and open to interpretation - whether it be the oblique, half-light sex story (told from alternating male/female perspectives) of ‘Love Connection Pt. II', or the harrowing tocophobic tale of an unwanted pregnancy, 'I Was a Dancer'. "Soiled, my jeans lie in heaps beneath me blood mars the sheets and they stain so easily swollen w

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The indie rock world was so fragmented by 2006 that it’s hard to say that any effort in the field might have had a hard time finding a place to comfortably occupy in that niche. If there is such a thing, though, Parenthetical Girls’ Safe as Houses could be it. On one level, the group are obviously pop songwriters, offering tender, reasonably tuneful, reflective (if eccentric) compositions, and using lo-fi orchestral production of sorts. On another, they’re experimentalists, using so many different layers of electronics that they sometimes distract from the songs themselves. The wide-eyed childlike touches crisscross with obviously sexual metaphors, and the high-pitched vocals tremble with a feyness that makes Marc Bolan seem like Howlin’ Wolf. The ambition is admirable, but there’s so much going on that (inadvertently or not) seems a little at odds with each other that it’s a little like trying to listen to two discs at once. “Oh Daughter/Disaster” is about the most accessible of the tracks, as the underlying hymnal grace of the melody is complemented by the various grandly droning textures in a fairly uncluttered fashion. Indie pop fans might wish to hear this material in a more naked state that might make the distant echoes of pop auteurs like Brian Wilson, Phil Spector, and Marc Bolan easier to appreciate; experimentalists might find the material too wimpily pop-oriented to command their attention. – Richie Unterberger

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