Django Django bring experimental to you in a way that doesn't make you feel like you're on a bad acid trip. The album is heavy on drum beats that can easily hook anyone; The melodies are almost hypnotic, like at any moment people may start dancing around the bonfire.
They invite you in with the sound of crickets, perhaps hinting at the calm before the storm that's about to crash down in the best way possible. No matter what you get from it, the unusual tactic is sure to leave an impression.
"Firewater" is an easy favorite, with the irresistible tambourine and echoing voices that accompany the steady beats and rhythm of the acoustic guitar. Really though, it's hard to pick a favorite on this album. At times, it almost sounds as if the band is a Native American tribe, perhaps most notably on "Waveforms." Then you have "Zumm Zumm" and its conga line feel. Where's the Chiquita Banana girl
? I bet she would sure like that one.
The party stops for a moment, and "Hand Of Man" slides in to soothe the rambunctious crowd. It's a short break, but a welcome one. We all need to catch our breath sometime. Besides, we've got to gear up because "WOR" is going to transport us to a Western movie soon.
Django Django surely shot out of the cannon with a bang with this debut -- an album that takes you to so many different places in so little time. Let's just hope this won't end up being yet another case of a band hitting their peak with their first album.