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That Cambodia Rocks CD tapped into a serious jones for Vietnam War-era Cambodian psychedelic surf/garage rock. Given the dodgy availability of such releases, there are reasons aplenty to hail the arrival of Dengue Fever-- in vivid, stark, hallucinatory reality, an actual, real live band. Fronted by amazing vocalist Chhom Nimol, Dengue Fever has surprisingly universal appeal. Chhom herself is already quite accustomed to seizing the hearts of listeners (including the King and Queen of Cambodia), as she comes from a family best considered as a Cambodia pop music dynasty-- not unlike a Cambodian version of the Jacksons. The rest of the band is no flake-fest either, consisting of Zac Holtzman (Dieselhed) and his brother Ethan on Farfisa organ, Seenon Williams (Radar Brothers), David Ralicke (Beck) and seasoned drummer/engineer Paul Smith. Their covers stay remarkably true to the crazy party music spirit of the ’60s- and ’70s-era originals. But there are also original songs, some of which veer off into the darkened corridors of lost love and ghostly noir romanticism, dissolving sometimes into spaces of genuine bleakness and tragedy — all in the Khmer tongue. Far from mere novelty or cheap Orientophile thrill, Dengue Fever keeps listeners on their toes, dancing to their way-out tones.
- Lost in Laos [mp3]
- I'm Sixteen
- 22 Nights [mp3]
- Hold My Hips
- Flowers
- Thanks-A-Lot
- New Year's Eve [mp3]
- Ethanopium
- Glass of Wine
- Shave Your Beard
- Pow Pow
- Connect Four
This isn't an ordinary "world music" experience. Nimol's fast-paced vocals and captivating chorus are intoxicating, and will leave you yearning for more... While every tune here is Cambodian-bred, there's a distinct cultural fusion throughout these twelve tracks. The melting pot of musical ideas stirs together Nimol's Cambodian heritage with the band's indie-rock cred (a lineage that includes time with Dieselhed, The Radar Brothers and Beck), creating a special blend of siren-led '60s surf pop that makes for an incredible listen.
-Splendid Zine
...some tracks approach the schlock beauty of Kyu Sakamoto's 1963 Asian novelty "Sukiyaki"; others surf "Baker Street" sax and "Green Onions" organ into space. On Mars, "I'm Sixteen" might be "Louie Louie."
-Chuck Eddy, Villiage Voice
You may experience the bonus of a cerebrally-suspending experience, providing a pleasant methadone for those of us weaning off the cooing whininess of many vogue albums as of late... A worthy contender for the Friggin Awesome Summer Album Award.
-Dharushana Muthulingam, the Daily Californian
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