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Man Man's previous record, The Man In A Blue Turban With A Face, definitely grabbed my attention. While parts of it were a bit too messy, their overall digestible blend of weirdness and accessibility eventually won me over. Now, with Six Demon Bag, Man Man have exceeded all of my expectations by getting even more bizarre AND more accessible. While lazy reviewers (myself included) often compare them to a certain moustached maniac, and two gravel-throated gentlemen, Man Man's circus is trouping through a different part of town.
Six Demon Bag is full of drunken gypsy waltzes, vaudeville medicine show debauchery, and tales of lost love. One moment, you'll be stomping your feet and chanting "MOUS-TACHE, MOUS-TACHE, MOUS-TACHE" along with them ("Push The Eagle's Stomach"); the next, you'll be reminiscing about the one that got away, wishing you could "sleep for weeks, like a dog at her feet" ("Van Helsing Boombox"). To get their point across, Man Man utilize a multitude of odd instruments (keyboards, brass horns, things I've never heard of) and shun guitars.
While normally, I would recommend this type of record to people who think abnormally, Six Demon Bag has enough pop sensibility to convert casual music fans into unruly circus freaks.
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