ONEIDA - Preteen Weaponry

Part One in the threatened "Thank Your Parents" triptych first lays an almost Spacemen 3-like groove down, flattening out at the 5-minute mark just in time for some tuneful bass/guitar unison lines to peek out from the distorted drum thicket. Gusts of wrecked speakers then blow across the stereo field for the even slower, even dronier second part, where singing drifts in for a spell before breaking off in a fried-synth clipped motorik for the third and final fifteen-minute stretch. Honestly not likely to win many new converts, Preteen Weaponry still does a great job of showing off the ever-expanding, self-sufficent psych studio skills of these by-now old-school Brooklynites.