The New Whole Usuals
By Jeremy Grand
Martin Moeh thinks he's a mix tape.
The New Whole Usuals' debut album starts here, goes there, loops around the block, and ends up somewhere completely off the beaten track. There is no place in the card catalogue to put them, and it could be a little off-putting, but in the end your feet are still toe-tapping and you realize once you get off, "Whew, that was a wild ride."
The band is as self appointed as genre-unaffiliated, which some would argue is more confusing than anything else, but they make it work and flow as if it were an expertly edited compilation CD. There are too many comparisons to what they sound like - way, way too many - but that's what makes them so damn cool.
Even their website (www.thenewwholeusuals.com) is crazy, and kind of creepy. Their descriptions of themselves and their music and the band news has this funny air of experimentalism that is the perfect accompaniment to the music that spews out of Martin Moeh's mouth. One of the eyeballs on the website brings you to The New Whole Usuals radio, where you can hear Martin in its entirety.
You too can be a New Whole Usual, just be sure to strap on that safety belt first.
Published May 13, 2008
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