"SARN's brand of experimental pop is kissed by both a love for noise and Hip Hop. The results remain distinctly melodic and sweet, even when tackling tough issues". That's the description from label DEATHBOMB ARC who released SARN's return Postmodern Trash earlier this month...
"The songs on Postmodern Trash are centered around my youth and were written based on not only my experiences growing up, but those of the people around me. Obviously not all of it is factual, but the stories and sentiments were informed by life experiences" - SARN
SARN's latest record Postmodern Trash takes the idea of "noise and Hip Hop" to another level. This is no ordinary record. SARN, again having entered the studio with veteran John Vanderslice, decided to really let the screws loose this time. The former 'Go-Tell-It-To-The-Wallers' have merged a whole host of influences together, ranging from relaxing Asian sounds on Trail Marks to the rather robotic on Too Much Art.
"Everything was recorded through a vintage Neve console to analogue tape. We don’t demo songs or do any pre-production. It’s a very casual and relaxed atmosphere, but also very fast paced in a good way. All of the songs are first or second takes. I think we did six songs on the first day"
What we like about SARN is that despite their varied use of equipment, they manage to marriage each element so lovingly with the guitar. They are the experts at using the weird and wonderful. The aforementioned Neve Console, for example. But it all falls back to the familiar six stringed instrument somehow or other.
No Shade is definitely one of the more beautiful examples of this on the record, and it backs up our point perfectly. Hear how the piano almost falls like raindrops on the rhythm guitar. How the roof comes crashing in by the second verse, and the instruments join together under the thunder of the snare drum. Majestic.
"No Shade is probably my favorite. It’s a throwback to my younger years being carefree and reckless; skateboarding around town on those scorching summer days; the smell of sweat, hot asphalt and gas fumes; playing in shitty garage bands; going to punk/hardcore shows; tagging all night, evading police; consuming way too much sugar, and crashing just before dawn"