The Cloak Ox Heads West with Volcano Choir
Debut Shoot The Dog LP Out Now
On Totally Gross National Product
Minneapolis rock band The Cloak Ox is touring the West Coast with Volcano Choir this January. The tour supports Shoot the Dog which is out now on Totally Gross National Product. In the meantime, check out their video for "Pigeon Lung" which premiered on MTV Hive.
01.17.14 - Phoenix, AZ - The Crescent Ballroom#
01.18.14 - Los Angeles, CA - The Fonda#
01.19.14 - San Diego, CA - House Of Blues#
01.21.14 - San Francisco, CA - The Filmore#
01.23.14 - Portland, OR - Wonder Ballroom#
01.24.14 - Vancouver, BC - Commodore Ballroom#
01.25.14 - Seattle, WA - Neptune
# = with Volcano Choir '
"Andrew Broder and his wrecking crew are forging a new path ... "Pigeon Lung" is a tensely building track that offers huge moments of epic release buttressed by curt drumming, arpeggiating guitars, ghostly cooing, and angular poetry.
"Wow man, The Cloak Ox are rippin' good. They point forward, twisting and ringing. The heady future of rock n roll."
-Alan Sparhawk of Low
Andrew Broder, Martin Dosh, Mark Erickson, and Jeremy Ylvisaker have been steadily, recklessly executing scads of musical projects whilst steadfastly ignoring prevailing trends or eventual reception. The outcome of each has been true, though some are more remembered than others: Fog, Hymie's Basement, Crook&Flail, Andrew Bird (and band), Alpha Consumer, Dosh. But none of that much matters now. This Minneapolitan foursome have delivered a fully realized work that simultaneously encapsulates and destroys their combined past endeavors.
This debut LP is a self-actualized study of parallel lives lived, abandoned spaces explored, vital/petty scores kept, momentary peace attained and, mostly, freedom sought. It sometimes sounds like a proto-metal band playing R&B. Or a fusion group covering Tom Petty. Or Manchester alt-dudes doing Americana. Actually, it sounds like The Cloak Ox, and that's clearly a pretty silly thing to try and pin down. Shoot the Dog begins with "Yesterday's Me," a nine-minute dive into Funkadelic swamp-sadness cut with hard-gnarled guitars and heartbreaking vignettes. The song ends with a fiery prog dirge that breaks across the strong back of "Josephine," a Lynott-kissed rocker that disguises its dark implications in a blindly bright chorus.
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