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Watersports album cover
The Man In Your House
New Guitar
Freed From Sin
White Wife
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Total Tracks: 7   Total Length: 46:49

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Andy Beta


Andy Beta has written about music and comedy for the Wall Street Journal, the disco revival for the Village Voice, animatronic bands for SPIN, Thai pop for the

San Francisco band finds a knife-edge groove in line with the best of Gang Gang Dance
Label: Quarterstick Records / Touch And Go

Granted, the Internet compresses timeframes, but isn't it too soon to have bands inspired by Gang Gang Dance's 2008 effort Saint Dymphna? In the case of San Francisco's Mi Ami, thankfully not. Sure, they have the upper-register shrieks, ever-mutating guitar lines, and Ginsu'd world beat moves down pat, just like Brooklyn's stalwart ethno-wave practitioners. But Mi Ami strike out on their own path, obliterating even the pedigree of singer/ guitarist Daniel Martin-McCormick and bassist… read more »

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quite liked it


yo reviewer andy, listen to black eyes' "Cough" -- this has nothing to do with gang gang dance (aside from maybe the album cover). just the same it's gooder than hell in my opinion.

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Good album


I'm not sure I would agree this album is inspired by Gang Gang Dance. This music falls in line with the artists previous albums dating back before Gang Gang Dance; especially Black Eyes. Good album though.

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Yoko Ono meets Maserati?


Not everyone's cup of tea, but I like the odd vocals mixed with the droning rhythmic guitar work.

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Mi Ami’s debut for Touch and Go’s partner label Quarterstick Records, Watersports is an unfathomable blend of free jazz, dub, Krautrock, minimal trance, and no wave punk. Essentially, it’s an equal pouring of five music styles that have no business being in the same glass, but somehow make a good flavor together. At the heart of the concoction is a circular tension built on tribal rhythms, accented by slicing razor guitar, muddy flanged bass, and the nervous, disconnected squeals of guitarist/vocalist Daniel Martin-McCormick. Those familiar with McCormick’s prior undertakings in Black Eyes will find some similarities, specifically in the hyper-percussiveness of both groups, but this time out, the beats don’t revolve around the disco hi-hat, but instead, they focus on the motorik beat of the tom-toms. Further straying from the Black Eyes structure, the vocals on Watersports aren’t gruff and punky — at all. Instead, they’re delivered like rally cries, in a flurry of animalistic squeeks, ca-caws, barks, and coos. With a shared high-pitched vocal timbre as the Make-Up’s Ian Svenonius and Can’s Damo Suzuki (whose band was a definite influence for Mi Ami’s direction), McCormick’s boyish inflections tread the line between amusing and frightening. It’s the type of caterwauling that’s apt to turn people off, but those who aren’t easily alienated just might find his howled mantras endurable, and even enduring, especially if they’re able to translate words out of the monosyllabic yelps. The basic sentiment of Harry Nillson’s “Everybody’s Talkin’” is intensified to a much more fearful level when paired with the adrenaline charged “New Guitar.” As the nervous energy builds, McCormick repeatedly wails, “People, they keep talking with me/All I hear is just words!/Only the echo, echo of my mind!” A full album at this crazed pace could easily wear thin quickly, but fortunately, the nine-minute “White Wife” acts as an anchor, bringing everything down to a slow delayed, hypnotic lull. Best summed up as a deranged Mardi Gras (the cover art is perfect), it’s a strange little album, and surprising that something so alienating and overwhelming could also be so utterly listenable. – Jason Lymangrover

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