DOM: “Sun Bronzed Greek Gods”

DOM: "Sun Bronzed Greek Gods" (Burning Mill 2010)

DOM is totally different. Part 80s dance party-pop, part 90s pop-rock, part contemporary lo-fi electro-pop. It’s all pop, basically, and it’s some of the best pop rock to come along in a while. That’s not to slight the likes of PHOENIX who last year made a close-to-perfect pop album themselves. But DOM is different. Sun Bronzed Greek Gods is different. Every song on DOM’s debut EP is pure perfect pop music. Each song is super fun, sustaining little 2 to 3 minute dance parties. For the 25-minute duration of the album it becomes a sunny day. And you can’t help but dance. It’s different, though, and that’s DOM all the way through. Cuz this EP doesn’t just make you dance like nobody’s watching. Sun Bronzed Greek Gods makes you dance like you don’t give a shit who’s watching. It’s that great. And it’s guided by the next beloved American frontman: Dom. He just goes by Dom. Cuz he’s in debt. I get the feeling he’ll be paying that off pretty soon. He’s like the antithesis of BEACH HOUSE’s Victoria Lengrad. Where some new listeners have conufsed Legrand’s with the vocals of a male, some have thought that DOM is fronted by a chick. It’s not, it’s just this one real unique dude.

The EP opens with what may well be the song of the year, and is sure to be the song of the summer. Assuming we live in a perfect world of course. Living in America, DOM’s self-proclaimed YMCA, is perfect. Epic. Shit, it should be America’s theme song. It’s got the catchy melody, the crisp production and the infectious lyrics. It’s got that bright catchy as-all-hell synth line balanced by a baritone electro rumble. Lead singer Dom proclaiming in the song’s chorus, “It’s so sexy to be living in America.” Simple. Perfect. This single is the perfect escape from what is an ugly truth about America these days. It is not a happy time, what with the economic crisis and all. But DOM reminds everyone about one very important fact: it truly is sexy to be American. It’s easy to forget that at a time like this, but it used to be in vogue just to be American, and whatever size impact DOM ends up making, they remind us of that. And they’re right. It’s ironic, or it’s apropos, I don’t know, but it is of note that the song, being some of the best pop to come out of this country in years, is itself a shining beacon of American sexiness. So DOM actually makes America just a little bit sexier.

It would be very easy for a band’s material to tail-off after dropping such a huge bomb to open an album. But DOM does exactly the opposite, and over the course of the next 6 songs, offers other fuel firing the debate over which track is the EP’s best. I mean it, man, this album is incredible. Every song will be somebody’s favorite, and that is incredibly rare. On track two, Burn Bridges, we start to get the picture; it’s not just the music that’s different, it’s the lead singer. Dom is potentially as enigmatic a frontman as there is. Dom says he was raised in foster care cuz “there was something about [him] that [his] mother didn’t like from the very beginning, so she just dumped [him] off when [he] was eight and kept the rest of her kids. It just didn’t click. None of [his] brothers or sisters want anything to do with [him] and [his] dad is kind of crazy.” From the mouth of the man himself.

Burn Bridges reveals lyrics one might expect from a wild-card like this guy. Dom sings, “burn bridges, make yourself an island, just forgive ’em, and forget ’em.” Actually not a real terrible bit of advice on how to deal with the shit in your life. And especially significant when you consider his past. Totally in line with his enigma. The third track, Jesus, is amazing. The dance tune of the album, boasting what is probably the best guitar line on the EP. You might get the feeling that the song’s about Jesus, but Dom insists that it ain’t; that it’s just about him doing ecstasy and trying to get over some chick. Best dance track. Bochicha comes next and it’s lo-fi 90s pop-rock, and it’s about Dom’s cat, Bochicha.

Another legitimate contender for the EP’s top spot is Rude as Jude, a super catchy jam filled with hi-hats and tambourines that further buttresses the lead singer’s enigma. Dom sings, “rude as Jude, I got an I-don’t-really-care attitude, I’m gonna live how I want to.” It’s not very hard to figure out that Dom is a dude who’s dependent on nobody but himself. Rude as Jude is followed right up by a track that’s not very far behind in quality. Hunny boasts some of the album’s catchier guitar moments and even shows off the band’s depth as the song completely changes direction at 1:55, creating a somber build into Hunny‘s closing moments. It’s awesome. I Wonder appropriately closes the record out with it’s light heartedness and let-loose attitude. Here’s just another of the EP’s characteristic and lovable guitar lines. That’s it, 7 songs. 25 amazing minutes. One of the best albums of 2010. No doubt about it.

by: Bradley

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