Surely the ultimate conclusion of what The White Stripes and Death From Above 1979 are doing is a band consisting solely of a drummer. It's all about the musical nihilism:
"We are nihilists. We believe in nothing."
"Uh, Jeff, what about the drummers?"
"Sorry. Sorry. Yeah, *ahem*. We are nihilists. We believe in nothing. Except drummers. We like drummers."
And if Jack and Meg are claiming that you don't need a bassist to be good, half drums, half bass, all Canadian duo Death From Above 1979 are sticking up for the four string. Time for revenge of the bassists. Time to look at those peppermint jokers, sneer and say, well can you do this with your Les Paul?
This is Black History Month - a neighbour-botheringly loud, slab-sided testament to the awesome power of the rhythm section (backed by a cover of Bloc Party's Luno). It gets bonus points for evocatively remembering when "this pool was a great place for cannonballs", extra bonus points for the best musical denouement heard all year, as bass and drums compete for prominence before collapsing in a breathless heap, and wins the big cash prize for just being plain excellent.
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