Lumberob Hunter Gather

LUMBEROB has always strived for maximalist sonic vaudeville, always hopedfor real electro gabber hardcore noise art, always grabbed for frenziedillegibility, always lurched loosely improvised from a psych-swamp of love.On the new album, HUNTER GATHER, LUMBEROB swings swanky as properpop deviance. Built from the same loopy logic which drives the stompingslaphappy force of his live show, these tunes are crafted out of lovely andweirdly thunk out loud and large soundscapes. Mixed and mastered byShimmy-Disc founder Kramer (Daniel Johnston, JD Pinkus, Pan American),the album surprises, estranged from obvious categorization. These slipperylittle bouncy bangers are bold exercises in genre discovery. It sounds likenothing and it goes with everything.LUMBEROB is a tough act to follow, a surreally inventive performer who spinsgiddy with excitement, dancing dumb and banging hard. That's just what hedoes, and HUNTER GATHER is a refined encapsulation of that energy. There'struly a beautiful stupidity to be found here.HUNTER GATHER is noise-pop, art-rock, psych-primitive, dumb-dance. Thealbum teams with bright sounds, spinning visions, and brut poetics. It curvesfuriously like a naughty noodle and, yes, it spins you dizzy at times. Nothing isold in that feeling ever. Listen loudly.