Omon Ra II lands in Montreal and immediately unleashes a seething explosion of post-hyperbole psych-punk: relentless equalizer rejection and blazing guitar shreddery battling for every magnetic millimeter. Meanwhile, Dirty Beaches departs Montreal for sunny Vancouver and metamorphoses into wild nullophonic mystic rockisms; wasted, minimally-greased rockabilly for deadbeat cowboys and vintage thuggery. An odd paring, but this isn’t the first time the Omon moniker sat beside something equally disparate. Mind = blown.
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