In contrast to the rhythmic clatter and electro squiggles that usually accompany Portner’s voice, the Slasher Flicks position "Little Fang"’s engaging call-and-response hook atop a silken 70s soft-rock groove that resembles a bygone ELO hit refracted through a funhouse mirror (while also betraying Portner’s debt to the phantasmagoric pop of -era Ween).
And in their most concise, frenetically funky moments— “Blind Babe”, “Modern Days E”, “Strange Colores”—Slasher Flicks pump out better Jane’s Addiction songs than anything that band has come up since reuniting (an outcome that doesn’t seem so ridiculous when you consider Portner and Perry Farrell’s mutual appreciation of tribal-percussion, rapid-fire wordplay, and the Grateful Dead—heck, the Jane’s cover of “Ripple” could practically pass for a dry run for "Fireworks").
I was going through a divorce, and New York also really made it hard to get grounded.
I was really trying to use the Slasher Flicks stuff to create some good vibes in my life.
Why did you decide to pursue these songs with a new band and not do a proper solo record?
(The ecstatic Afro-pop of “Catchy (Was Contagious)” even serves as a reminder of how the terminology used to describe a song’s likability factor can also be applied to communicable diseases.) actually becomes a lot less inviting in those moments where it lays on the carnivalistic clamor and shock tactics too thick; when would-be centerpiece tracks like “That It Won’t Grow” and “The Outlaw” start bashing their half-baked choruses into submission with all the subtlety of an oversized cartoon mallet, the album threatens to just turn into .
Compared to the revelatory melodicism on display in songs like “Little Fang”, it’s a bit wearying to hear Portner revert to an esophagus-shredding yelp as his default mechanism whenever the songs seem to be running out of gas.
For the man best known as Animal Collective’s Avey Tare, 2013 was fraught with persistent illness.
“I started getting a lot of throat infections and strep throat on tour,” Portner says over the phone from his Los Angeles home.They're not quite as densely textured and sonically adventurous, but more than capable of generating the same sense of euphoric abandon: the bouncing-ball momentum of opening track “A Sender” follows in the foot-stomps of two totemic AC openers— more mango-flavored material.(The sporadic flashes of high-beam harmonies from Deradoorian likewise yield a potent I-can’t-believe-it’s-not-Panda Bear effect.) But Slasher Flicks gradually develop their own peculiar personality, most notably on “Little Fang”, the album’s lead single and the most atypical track here.We cover esotericism, her new record and a particularly egregious "Would You Rather? My dad's from Providence and his parents are immigrants from Armenia. may have been Animal Collective’s response to unwittingly becoming a Top 20*-*charting act, but the subsequent tours behind the record revealed there was, in fact, a limit to their perpetual game of playing hard-to-get.