San Francisco's Weekend formed as a trio last year After the requisite vinyl single tune-ups, they have released Sports as their first full length about a month ago on Slumberland Records. At the outset of the first track "Coma Summer", there is no indication of lo-fi fuzz. A surf punk beat pounds away as a relatively clean guitar riff cuts in causing the listener's ears to perk up. There is an eerie, distant howl that is fighting it's way from the shadows and, when the energetic bass thumps in, the howls come up front and we have a nice rolling jam. Just as you are patiently waiting for the lyrics to kick in, Weekend swerves off the path at the 1:30 mark with a pedal push. You are drenched in a blanket of feedback so thick that it is like someone just blocked the sun. That catchy, little jam you were just enjoying is crammed into the basement and you are left with pained vocals battling with a buzzsaw as the punk undertones keep propelling the glorious noise. At the end of the nearly seven minutes of "Coma Summer", it becomes obvious that it is much more than a great song. It is a band mission statement that their sound is a calculated choice, a reference to what was great about that lo-fi sound and, with some adventurous listening, you realize that this special sound tied to a disappearing past can still thrive in this brave new world.
There is no trickery on the remaining tracks as Sports careens down this shadowy path of haunted echoes and tension breaking blasts of noise. The b-grade road movie of "Youth Haunts" is a homage to the early years of Sonic Youth when they were paving the road that is still gratefully well-traveled. That trip continues on "Age Class" that still comes fully loaded with Sonic Youth amenities but runs on the well oiled engine of Joy Division. That dank bass and echoing vocals of anguish connects on "End Times" with a hook that could be more appreciated by the general public if it wasn't buried under inches of grit. Finishing off Sports is an untitled track that grabs you with so many post-punk associations that it could be a lost studio outtake that got buried in the annals of a past that should be on every cool kid's mixtape of obscurity.
There has been a lo-fi resurgence in recent years and a lot of it has garnered a lukewarm reaction from me. Yes, I recognize what these bands are doing here and the choices they have made, but there is a missing element on their recordings that Weekend provides so eagerly. It could be harmony, tempo or pure energy, but that "je ne sais quoi" is a vital current that runs thick and rampant through Sports. It makes that scuzz and distortion as important to the album as any of the instruments. There was a time when those imperfections were not on purpose, but rather a result of a low budget making for lack of studio time and quality. Now that properly employed sound rings authentically throughout Sports as a loving homage and new step on the lo-fi path.
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Weekend - Coma Summer
Weekend - End Times