The word on Sleigh Bells is that they are "loud." Bracing is a more accurate word, because it doesn't just describe the music, but how it makes the listener feel, which is essential to understanding Treats. After the songs seeped into my synapses, I found myself craving them. Even though I'm trying to only buy music on vinyl, I had to download it today, since, record label, N.E.E.T. is apparently too Ma and Pa to give the best album of the year a proper LP release. I couldn't keep waiting to crank Treats as I drive around Denver.
The problem for Sleigh Bells is that they can never be bracing again. After a band explodes with a new sound, they can neither successfully repeat it, since their sound has become familiar; nor change it, since expectations have already been set. In some cases, they can perfect it; as Eminem did after The Slim Shady LP, but ever since, he has been trying, impossibly, to recapture the exhilaration of Marshall Mathers.
Sleigh Bells are the perfect summer fling. This music must be enjoyed now; not that it is going away, but because as it becomes familiar it will lose its magic.
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