If you’re the kind of person that appreciates the thickly cynical, yet brilliantly honest, musical ramblings of David Byrne and the heavy, funky uncensored style of Jesse Hughes, then we should be friends. And if you answered “yes,” “maybe” or anything other than an immediate “no” then you’re going to need to pay attention.
It is obvious that some would jump to pin this as “crass” and/or “offensive”. If that’s you, go join Tipper Gore on a picket line. We Wear White is an intellectually charged message built on honest, straight-forward lyrics, well timed obscenities and an array of heavy handed instrumentals. The funky grooving rock style of E.D. Sedgwick, the thinker formally known as Justin Moyer, has transitioned from the glam rock style to this reborn/refreshed energized, culturally defiant, splendidly dark composition.
We Wear White is about the rebirth of Sedgwick’s musical direction. It is eleven tracks of well-placed opinion doused in hook-filled delivery. Never obnoxious, WWW is simply a great album. Though formulated under a veil of ominous cynicism, there is enough diversity to keep the album fresh and never feels like it is “bitching”. Sedgwick will have you chanting “Sit Down/you’re rockin the boat” in the aptly titled “Rockin the Boat”. He delivers the title track in a deeply Roger Waters style. He channels his inner Stones in “Mina” and gives his, very direct, opinion on the future of music in “Weatherman” as he boldly states “We need some new sh*t/ to kill this old sh*t /some fresh tight new sh*t /not chopped and screwed sh*t / We need some new sh*t / to kill this old sh*t /some fresh tight new sh*t /not some auto-tuned sh*t.” Across the board, his message is heard and I can’t help but feel I want to jump up and join the movement. I’m just not 100% sure what that movement is, where we’re meeting, nor if there will be snacks.
In focusing his style and vision with the talents of bassist Kristina Buddenhagen, singer JosaFeen Wells and drummer Jess Matthews, Sedgwick, with some added funk, masters a sound that hasn’t been reached since the Pixies were in their heyday. Yeah, I went there. But trust me; you have to hear this album.