Dawn of the Dude - International Time Travel with Musical Babes
Record Label: Oort Records
Release Date: October 9, 2007
Oort Records is picking up where their previous outfit Lobster Records left off, signing bands that are ideal to play at beach parties, end of the school year roasts, and make-shift fairs and carnivals that pop up through the summer months. Oort Records' first release comes from the rock quintet Dawn of the Dude of Asheville, North Carolina. The band’s album International Time Travel with Musical Babes goes through the hormonal changes and emotional stages of a teenager. Their songs look at the world through the eyes of naivety with the steadfast heart of a Medieval Crusader and the will of a prized fighter. It’s a chivalrous image of a band that covers their album and website with pictures of hot girls. It makes you feel like you are walking into the bedroom of a teenage boy. But then, the album sounds like music that a teenage boy would have blaring through the stereo speakers in his room.
Produced by Evan Bradford, International Time Travel with Musical Babes is loaded with poppy punk, party rock, and oil-slick ska and skidding comets of melodic pop. You may find that you like the entire album or select tracks, but you will probably like something whether it’s the ska jamboree of “Blast Off” or the prom night lighting of “Lover’s Lane.” The gang-busting stomps produced by bassist Asher and drummer Matt are the fuse that mobilizes Asher’s lead vocals to scurry through “Earthquake.” The band rides along this path of elevated energy levels through the star-tingling keyboards of Brosyph kindling the electrical currents of “Universal Holiday.” The tension in the guitar riffs of “Circuits of Time” played by Digi create an attractive rumbling action in the base of the track, which segues into the ska pumping action of “Brittany Kaiser” equipped with funky trombone rolls performed by Colin. These songs are designed to reach optimal levels of excitement before sinking into the milk-soppy ‘50s rock ballad “Lover’s Lane,” which feels like the genuine article.
Dawn of the Dude step it back up to a pop punk register on “The Dream” with lyrics like “I believe that love will find a way / You and I will travel far away / I believe that we will make it through / We will learn to fly, the dream is coming true.” With the naivety of the faithful, the lion-heart of a medieval knight, and the will of a champion, the lyrics show such chivalry that it just might remind you of your favorite romantic novel or movie. Songs like “Sports Bar All-Stars,” “The Here We Go Era,” and “1645 BC” mount rock-clad guitars and comet-glaring keyboards. The ska-pop frazzles of “Missing in Action” have a comic-tilt to it making it music that the crayola-set who frequent Chuck-E-Cheeses restaurants can relate to, but that’s not a slam on the band’s musical integrity. When you are too old for Chuck-E-Cheeses, face it, you probably cannot lift yourself out of your chair. The album ends with the glittering sonic lights of “Landing” moving in melodic patterns that build into great blazes and then wanes down into fading flickers. Dawn of the Dude have an album that can really grow on you, even if you don’t like chivalry.