Pissing off Scenesters Since 1995
Last Year’s Model is a trio of sonic terrorists determined to eradicate lame music from the face of the world. Their style is bombastic, borrowing the herky jerky, manic song structure of The Locust and marrying it to the danceable groove of The Faint. Truth be told, their sound is loud, fractured, and little difficult to listen to at first, but after a handful of tunes, you can’t stop rocking to them. At a recent show at 200 Orchard Street in downtown Manhattan, LYM packed the back room with fans and onlookers who wanted nothing more than to have their ears molested by something other than the crappy indie rock that permeates most of the New York music scene. The band obliged, pumping out half an hour of dance tunes in near darkness, tearing up the room in distortion and deafening noise. Are Last Year’s Model an acquired taste? Perhaps, but judging by the buzz these guys are generating, the acquisition is coming fast, and resistance is futile. Photolog after the break.
