You're a Woman, I'm a Machine

Do Ihave to pirate this release to put it in my favorite DAW (Garageband?) to find out that it all of the “lo-fi” crunch is simply modern LOUDNESS WAR trash? I don’t know for sure, because no way in hell I’m going to waste my time doing so. Upon a listen via Apple Music, it sounds like crap. I can only assume it is typical loudness victim tragedy. DFA was a band I like in 2005, even even then they were Loudness victims, I stood it. My friend, who worked with VICE magazine was name dropping them in a convo, when he said to them(DFA), Yeah my buddy, who DJ’s in an LA strip club already plays your stuff! As a blogger and tastemaker, I shall not be so kind.

Started listening to DFA1979 in 2005. Haven't heard a single bad song by them yet. Great music, it will melt your face and get you rocking!

I came here because of cs188. His video is Pooping the Charts Vol. 5.

Freaking Awesome! Download this now, i promise you.. It's worth every penny.

Brilliant, badass, modern rock n roll

So, it begins with something of a siren, a clarion call for the over-caffeinated fantasies of equally over-eager listeners, currently bored with the sedate landscape corporate rock has monopolized to sound like Nickelback acolytes and unimpressed by Emo's continual infatuation with nasally, angsty antics. Death From Above (1979) embody an immediacy that recalls riff-ready radio jamz of Rock's inception paired with the modernity of the early 2000's obsession over hip-thrusting dance beats, a pairing that often finds drummer-squealer Sebastian Grangier whistling with high urgency and pounding out four-on-the-floor thumpers. Jesse Keeler on distorted bass. Thing is, this Canadian duo actually make music for dancing. Think Dance's fascination with trunk-heavy bass histrionics being led by, well, an actual bassist with punk and metal wherewithal to flaunt to gaudy extent. Riffologists they are, as this twosome conjures up a sound as flighty and muscular as former tourmates the Yeah Yeah Yeahs marriage of initial punk-rock squeal and blitzing diva-savvy beats. Lyrically, it's an affair of pleadings, come-ons so rhythmically assured as to suggest not desperation but knowing zeal, Grangier's range shifts from the nasally to the uber-cool proclomations of punk over a section of bass-drum mayhem. Romantic Rights grates with circularly catchy bass riffs, Going Steady a study in tempo-changing punk noise, and Little Girl like a hedonistic Franz Ferdinand actually intent on getting laid. Despite the carnal dance-punk these guys spill out, there is a blanket of sheen, every bass note clean, each drum kick a clear knock to the ear. It's almost a comically hormonic, testosterone-addled listen that boasts the replay value of chart-toppers but adds little to the lasting craters of noise conjured up by their fellow contemporaries (Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Liars). Comparable to the cocaphonous release from similar Noise-Pop act Sleigh Bells in 2010, You're A Woman, I'm A Machine is the soundtrack to a suburban saboteur, you'll surf the wave of giddy noise, scream, pillow-punch, but, never earn the steely heart of a nihilist because of it. Which is fine, just move around.

This album kicked me right in the seat of my pants! One of the best I've ever heard! It made me believe rock was back... and then they broke up. :-*(

Sebastian Grainger and Jesse Keeler combine their musical powers to create an unstoppable force the likes of which cannot be matched. You can feel their purpose passing through your headphones, into your soul, where it takes root, impacting forever the way you listen to music.

A fantastic rock album. This is the definition of rock music. There are some indie hints here and there and what is that? Are my ears decieving me?! Doom metal?! Yes there are in fact moments in here reminiscent to that of doom metal. Awesome.

This music roves throughout the terrain in my mind. It is addictive. I was turned on to this group by a friend who plays bass in an altrock band. I am in love with these guys!! Wish they were still together! This album is one big rock/alt/punk fantastic wet dream.