Give the kids a place to play, and eventually the noise will be heard. In Los Angeles, it’s the Smell, a club that’s been the outlet for bands such as No Age, HEALTH, and Mika Miko to pound delirious sounds out to young, hungry ears. Taken full, capable advantage of their scenes newfound limelight is Abe Vigoda, a four man crew whose tumultuous drumming is underscored with equal measures tropical influenced guitar melodies as well feedback drenched noise. Instant comparison will be made to the other current Afro-pop/ indie-rock purveyors, Vampire Weekend. But instead of their Ivy League pop sentiments, Abe Vigoda turns up the mix until everything bleeds together in a wash of energetic, lo-fi hurly burly no wave. It can all be quite exhausting, even at thirty minutes, so the few investigation into sound- the subdued, shimmering reverb of “Visi Rings” or the hollow feedback of “Whatever Forever”- act as perfect palate cleanse before the percussion pummeling returns. Like Campari, this will be invigorating for some, bitter to others.
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