No Man’s Land begins by rocking like an agitated sine wave back and forth, swinging a brilliant white keytar programmed by a balding shapeshifting genius.  Or maybe it mainlines Stay straight from the source, allowing that strange heroine/alien mojo that Dave found in the depths of the FDR to surge through its veins.  Either way we’re soon brushed from the distant breeze of Great Cities, great cities that birthed a angular* no-wave interpretation of off-kilter* rhythm sections and sing/speak vocal delivery.

So, essentially this is a brief tour through this correspondent’s sonic youth.

Fun times.

Psychobuildings – No Man’s Land

No Man’s Land is taken from their self-titled EP out on July 12th on All Hands Electric.  You can get your hands on it here.

* we’ve reached the critical half-life on these adjectives yeah?