Dirty On Purpose

A name like Dirty on Purpose promises a sound of gutterpunk decadence, the racket to accompany a Pete Doherty roll in the hay with Peaches. The music on this Brooklyn band’s debut almost lives up to the name, but the vocals…the vocals are sweeter than Stuart Murdoch at a Sunday morning bake sale. But, hey, even Belle &Sebastian sprouted balls on The Life Pursuit. “No Radio” sounds like Sufjan Stevens, all horns and falsetto, before frustration sinks in where the guitar player is concerned and it goes all Sonic Youth. C’mon, your name is Dirty on Purpose – “Your Summer Dress” should be tattered and grass-stained not fabric softened and ironed. “Lake Effect,” for some reason placed in the coveted track three slot, will induce narcolepsy in all who hear it. Feedback and distortion fans, “Car No Driver” is for you, but the anemic vocals, like everything on this album, keep it grounded.

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