Pure X - "Things In My Head" / "One Day At A Time"

Pure X songs remind me of quicksand. Or maybe it's a soak in a warm tub of thick honey. Once a song starts and the sweet stoned nothings are whispered into your ears and buttery chunks of flanger-effected guitar slowly melt over you, all eyes glaze into fixed hypnotic stares and all movements temporarily freeze in time. Maybe I'm getting carried away, but every time I hear a new song by this great Austin band, I start thinking about the word 'viscosity,' which essentially describes the ratio of resistive force to flow in a fluid. Yes, Pure X's music flows—it moves forward in time—but there's something heavy and obstructive continually pushing back against it. For every sweet blissful melody, there's a dissonant streak of darkness; and for every snap of snare in time, there's a backlash of unhurried sludgy sighing guitar. And it's one hell of a convincingly gorgeous contrast.

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Pure X - "Things In My Head" (from  Crawling Up The Stairs)
Pure X - "One Day At A Time" (Willie Nelson cover)

Delayed Reaction: Pure X :: Pleasure

Have you ever played a wah-wah pedal? The pedal moves the peak response of a filter up and down in frequency, as if opening and closing a doorway between low and high tones as they travel and evolve to and from in waves of distortion. I think of the wah-wah as a bit like the shutter of a camera, as everything centers on a constantly changing measure of light and the effect it has on a landscape, or in this case, the soundscape. That’s the magic of Pure X’s Pleasure: through a dark mess of tones and ominous layers of distortion, there’s a bright wandering sliver of light. That light’s pop music: deeply melodic hooks buried underneath a sea of blown-out guitars and cavernous dark swirls of tone, that through extreme levels of contrast, shine all the more brilliantly.

I remember an interview where someone once marveled how Tom Petty could write albums worth of classic material with just three or four basic chords. On Pleasure, Austin's Pure X similarly use simplicity and repetition to transform a limited selection of ingredients—gain-heavy shoegazey ripples of guitar, deeply-toned bass lines, and steady lifeboat-in-a-storm drumming—into extraordinarily dynamic elements, where here, mood, texture, and a slowly evolving sense of time are emphasized over more standard pop elements like key changes and verse-chorus structures.

While Nate Grace's reverb-coated howls and hushed words propel this record towards truly classic territory, at its heart, Pleasure is really a guitar album. Recorded completely live, the guitar play is unhurried, natural, and very much alive at every turn, rising into one song like a cool incoming tide and splashing about in the white wash of waves in the next. Though incredibly engrossing and instantaneously re-playable, this Austin trio's debut long-player can't be properly digested in a quick or even single listen. Pleasure is a lingering affair: a 10-song 37-minute atmospheric trip into the clouds, space, and beyond, where colors appear most vibrant the third and fourth time around, often when you're half-paying attention, lost in the music, and lost in your own daydreams. It's taken me a couple months to come around, but Pleasure may just be the best record I've heard in 2011.

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Pure X - "Dry Ice" (from Pleasure)
Pure X - "Twisted Mirror" (from Pleasure)