Worship A Place to Bury Strangers
Highly distorted, reverb-drenched third album by shoegaze noise rockers A Place to Bury Strangers turns out to be a spellbinding trip
Distortion levels up, shoegaze sunglasses on, and off we go. “Worship,” the third album by Brooklyn’s A Place to Bury Strangers, veers from minimalist post punk with noisy interludes (“You Are the One,” “And I’m Up”) to ears-splitting walls of noise (“Mind Control”). “Revenge” is an abrasive noise stampede, while “Slide” sticks out as an atmospheric, and even psychedelic, track. “You Are the One” unites garage and gothic rock elements in a very catchy way, helped along by wonderful gusts of noise. Oliver Ackermann’s deep, half-whispered vocals lure you into the swirling stroboscopic folds of their dazzling soundscapes. Robotic beats and a haunting atmosphere characterize the album. And if there is one thing A Place to Bury Strangers worship, as they shift between tempi and levels of noise on this album, it is reverb. A spellbinding trip.