THE FAMILY CURSE, “White
Medicine” (Fainting Room Collective)
✰✰✰ — I am totally for the absolute destruction of musical structure as a
concept and waylaying with noise and machine melting when it fits the situation.
Seattle’s the Family Curse sound like, if they wanted, they could whip together an awfully catchy, harmonic pop album. But where’s the fun in that when you can, instead, pour lava all over the thing? So, yes, “White Medicine” isn’t likely to please all listeners. It might not even satisfy most or half. We’ve become too set in our ways with how music is “supposed to sound,” that it’s refreshing to hear Megan Tweed’s deranged, maniacal, effects-drenched voice howl and shriek over equally damaged rockers “Teen Challenge,” “Like Lighting,” and “Sewing Box,” which sounds like golden-era Concrete Blondes beaten to a pulp. I can only imagine the artistic violence in a live setting, somewhere you’re more than likely to walk away from scraped and bruised. You need that sometimes. (BK)