First, let’s get it out of the way: Haord Records acts sound as warped
as the picture on the j-card of Duro Double Life’s Psyched for the Yin-Yang. They’re misshapen, seasick, oblong,
wobbly, and impossible to pin down in any meaningful way. They’re synth-punk
rejects who have too great of a sense of humor to take seriously yet are too
good to completely dismiss as parody. Duro Double Life is no exception, and
therefore fits the Haord mold like oozy slime trying to fit in a mold: it
splats out without taking a solid form, but its jellified remains are filled
with bits of solidity that ground it as a life form of some sort. Did I say
human? No, I did not.
Named after a biodegradable paper bag – because why not – Duro Double
Life drips their debut sonics all over these tape spools, their sickeningly
warped songcraft filling the air with mesmerizing greeze. Somehow everything
sounds half-liquid, and that’s a good chunk of the appeal of Duro Double Life: a
percentage of the songs remain songs, another percentage literally dribbles
from your speakers like you were in a 1980s kid-suspense movie, say Gremlins. That’s right, Psyched for the Yin-Yang somehow manages
to entertain via wonky juiced effects while also bubbling like a body-horror
sight gag gone horribly (and terrifically) awry. Duro Double Life’s early
Ween-meets-Melvins low-end while squirming with quarter-speed Devo delight is
an absolute vomit-surge to the senses. And I mean that in the most
complementary way possible.
https://haord.bandcamp.com/
--Ryan
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