We Must Become the Pitiless Censors of Ourselves

Rating

Album: We Must Become the Pitiless Censors of Ourselves
#	Song Title		Time
1)	Streetlight	More Info...	0:03
2)	Quantum Leap	More Info...	0:03
3)	...and the Rain	More Info...	0:02
4)	Hey Moon	More Info...	0:04
5)	Keep Pushing On	More Info...	0:03
6)	The Crucifix	More Info...	0:01
7)	Head for the Country	More Info...	0:03
8)	Cop Killer	More Info...	0:02
9)	Matter of Fact	More Info...	0:02
10)	We Can Breakthrough	More Info...	0:02
11)	Believer	More Info...	0:04

Performer Notes

On his third album, John Maus continues his pursuit of immediacy-in-action mixed with a certain calm, developing a further tension that infuses both his music and words. The immediately cheery lead synth sparkle of the opening "Streetlight" contrasts with both the melancholic background tones and his heavily echoed singing, suggesting above all else an uneasy joy in the moment, as if everything were being celebrated under a microscope or through gun sights. For all the '80s-redux claims often pushed in his direction, Maus' looming dread is much different from the nuke/AIDS paranoia of the time -- there's a sense of a new kind of rage against a dying of the light, a reaction against entropy. Whenever something starts seems sweetly winsome or romantic, as "...And the Rain" does (in its title alone almost directly referencing the early solo work of John Foxx), something else slides in to cause a darker cloud to bubble up -- in that song's case, it could be the wordless vocal breaks, but that's one addition of many throughout the album. High energy -- or even more literally Hi-NRG -- tracks like "Keep Pushing On" rub up against slower ballads like "Hey Moon," but all throughout Maus maintains his reserved, swathed voice, occasionally matching the music with a quicker pace but otherwise more seeming to soothe here. Even a song titled "We Can Breakthrough" is less charge than steady if strong progression, a sense of an unstoppable force lost in the texture but never fully quashed, voices carried along. As for "Cop Killer" -- an original song, though there's an inevitable association with the Ice-T/Body Count song and controversy of the same name -- the slow beauty of the arrangement and the serene way Maus sings about who should be up "against the wall" makes it its own attractive, unnerving effort. ~ Ned Raggett

Professional Reviews

Spin (p.77) - "With bleakly detached baritone, anxiety-ridden bass lines, and vintage electronics, Maus works more like a steampunk novelist....These retro-futurist trappings allow Maus to be scandalously, absurdly, and sometimes movingly honest."

Q (Magazine) (p.123) - 4 stars out of 5 -- "It's sublime stuff, clever and blissfully unaware a rule book exists."

Mojo (Publisher) (p.104) - 3 stars out of 5 -- "'Matter Of Fact' gets under the skin, and 'Believer' is the closest this wave has come to a stadium anthem."

Pitchfork (Website) - "[T]he most vibrant and toothsome expression of Maus' pursuits yet. He keeps the vocals awash in gothic reverb and echo-driven effects..."

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