The release of any record made in direct response to an international crisis would normally be a signal to run for the hills but, hot on the (stacked) heels of labelmate Bobby Conn's politically outspoken Homeland, comes the sixth album from Washington DC's Trans Am. The title, so heavily ironic it deserves quotation marks, coupled with track titles like "Uninvited Guest" and "Divine Invasion", make Trans Am's message clear. It's delivered via rolling, thunderous rhythms?part Can, part Black Sabbath?moody synths and mournfully melodic guitar, using the slow-build-to-explosion method. The sampled sounds of a helicopter and a Bush speech will do little to calm nervous listeners.
The release of any record made in direct response to an international crisis would normally be a signal to run for the hills but, hot on the (stacked) heels of labelmate Bobby Conn’s politically outspoken Homeland, comes the sixth album from Washington DC’s Trans Am. The title, so heavily ironic it deserves quotation marks, coupled with track titles like “Uninvited Guest” and “Divine Invasion”, make Trans Am’s message clear. It’s delivered via rolling, thunderous rhythms?part Can, part Black Sabbath?moody synths and mournfully melodic guitar, using the slow-build-to-explosion method. The sampled sounds of a helicopter and a Bush speech will do little to calm nervous listeners.