At first it sounded as if NYC's Dolly
Spartans' ancestral relatives were all local
(http://dollyspartans.bandcamp.com/album/dolly-spartans). The vocal
bridge at :49 of “Don't Be Sad” could convincingly pass for
post-ROSTAM Vampire Weekend. “Tell Me” at 2:45 is the Strokes,
albeit of surprising Comedown Machine-vintage. But the similarities
may end there. After all, continuing to listen to “Don't Be Sad”
past the Ezra Koenig doppelganging, and 1:16 jumps right out into
choral melodies worthy of Wavves.
But Dolly Spartans impressed me in the
same way Smoking Popes did, whom I hadn't heard until I saw them
live. Dude was crooning, emotive hand gestures unencumbered by
guitar, until he strapped one on, shred it to shit, then put it back
down. Much like the Popes, Spartans are all vocal beauty, pop
songcraft, and guitar dynamics, sometimes within a single song: on
“Who Are You,” vocals hitting tender highs as the song demands
(at :57); a decidedly pop hook of da-da-das; and a symphony of four-
and six-strings at 1:52.
With their rhythm section firmly in
sync, Dolly Spartans can concentrate on the little things, convinced
they add up: the interplay at 1:37 of “She's Got Treasures”; the
90s payoff chord at 3:02 of “Something on My Mind”; the dueling
guitar riffs at 1:51 of “Don't Be Sad.”
They're music schoolers with an ear for
pop.
*** The author of this review, Brandon
Kelly, plays the dundun for the following band:
http://youtu.be/tMS73-1kCr8