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ManDancing is well aware of the space theyve taken up. Debut album Everyone Else and brisk follow-up Hands on 3 remained hyperfocused on their Jersey hometown landmarksditched house shows, a recycling bin overflowing with crushed cans, the hypnotic pull of the Atlantic. Yesterdays version of the band stood largely tethered to vocalist and rhythm guitarist Stephen G Kellys transformative anguish. Songs wrapped around his rapturous vocals, combusting and climbing in sync with his shouts. The Good Sweat, the bands sophomore LP, showcases the fruits of collaborative effort, catharsis, and closure for some of the most affecting, well-rounded moments in a catalog of layered character work. When given space to grow, the quintet multiplies their most engrossing elements. While maintaining much of the nylon-string nuance that gained them comparisons to Bright Eyes and Manchester Orchestra, The Good Sweat is propulsive and noisy by design. Drummer Tom DeVinko is frenetic and anxious in moments like Coffer, where percussion and acoustic noodlings tangle together in anthemic knots. Hey Friends, a measured ninety seconds spent gasping for air, uses DeVinkos drums to signal shifts in Kellys desperate narration. Even when drums arent the focal point of these expanded arrangements, theres enough varied geography here to match the albums two-year songwriting period. Sometimes its literal, like RJW, where Kellys imagined rivers, jungles, and waterfalls create a humid backdrop for angled guitars and speared vocal takes. Sometimes this terrain is implied, like the spiraling ambience of instrumental Poplar Mobus or the maze of outsized confusion circling through Glovesweat. Either way, the journey is harrowing, heart-rending, but deeply gratifying. .

ManDancing is well aware of the space theyve taken up. Debut album Everyone Else and brisk follow-up Hands on 3 remained hyperfocused on their Jersey hometown landmarksditched house shows, a recycling bin overflowing with crushed cans, the hypnotic pull of the Atlantic. Yesterdays version of the band stood largely tethered to vocalist and rhythm guitarist Stephen G Kellys transformative anguish. Songs wrapped around his rapturous vocals, combusting and climbing in sync with his shouts. The Good Sweat, the bands sophomore LP, showcases the fruits of collaborative effort, catharsis, and closure for some of the most affecting, well-rounded moments in a catalog of layered character work. When given space to grow, the quintet multiplies their most engrossing elements. While maintaining much of the nylon-string nuance that gained them comparisons to Bright Eyes and Manchester Orchestra, The Good Sweat is propulsive and noisy by design. Drummer Tom DeVinko is frenetic and anxious in moments like Coffer, where percussion and acoustic noodlings tangle together in anthemic knots. Hey Friends, a measured ninety seconds spent gasping for air, uses DeVinkos drums to signal shifts in Kellys desperate narration. Even when drums arent the focal point of these expanded arrangements, theres enough varied geography here to match the albums two-year songwriting period. Sometimes its literal, like RJW, where Kellys imagined rivers, jungles, and waterfalls create a humid backdrop for angled guitars and speared vocal takes. Sometimes this terrain is implied, like the spiraling ambience of instrumental Poplar Mobus or the maze of outsized confusion circling through Glovesweat. Either way, the journey is harrowing, heart-rending, but deeply gratifying. .
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Format: CD
Label: TEHT
Rel. Date: 04/09/2021
UPC: 605491106226

The Good Sweat
Artist: Mandancing
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ManDancing is well aware of the space theyve taken up. Debut album Everyone Else and brisk follow-up Hands on 3 remained hyperfocused on their Jersey hometown landmarksditched house shows, a recycling bin overflowing with crushed cans, the hypnotic pull of the Atlantic. Yesterdays version of the band stood largely tethered to vocalist and rhythm guitarist Stephen G Kellys transformative anguish. Songs wrapped around his rapturous vocals, combusting and climbing in sync with his shouts. The Good Sweat, the bands sophomore LP, showcases the fruits of collaborative effort, catharsis, and closure for some of the most affecting, well-rounded moments in a catalog of layered character work. When given space to grow, the quintet multiplies their most engrossing elements. While maintaining much of the nylon-string nuance that gained them comparisons to Bright Eyes and Manchester Orchestra, The Good Sweat is propulsive and noisy by design. Drummer Tom DeVinko is frenetic and anxious in moments like Coffer, where percussion and acoustic noodlings tangle together in anthemic knots. Hey Friends, a measured ninety seconds spent gasping for air, uses DeVinkos drums to signal shifts in Kellys desperate narration. Even when drums arent the focal point of these expanded arrangements, theres enough varied geography here to match the albums two-year songwriting period. Sometimes its literal, like RJW, where Kellys imagined rivers, jungles, and waterfalls create a humid backdrop for angled guitars and speared vocal takes. Sometimes this terrain is implied, like the spiraling ambience of instrumental Poplar Mobus or the maze of outsized confusion circling through Glovesweat. Either way, the journey is harrowing, heart-rending, but deeply gratifying. .
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