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The Dream Syndicate Album Review: Ultraviolet Battle Hymns and True Confessions

(Fire)

BY JORDAN MAINZER

“I’m not trying to play my hand,” Steve Wynn sings on “Trying To Get Over”, a jangly tune from their latest album Ultraviolet Battle Hymns and True Confessions. It’s a mission statement for the band, one apropos of their tendency to bounce around aesthetics and styles. If in the 80′s they were somewhat pigeonholed into the Paisley Underground scene, ever since the band reunited ten years ago, they’ve remained unpredictable. 2020′s The Universe Inside sported 20-plus-minute run times and songs whose ideas occupied seemingly disparate areas. Two years later, with the same lineup and even a couple of the same outside collaborators, Wynn and company have released an album that still stands to toy with your expectations, but within a strictly pop realm.

From the get-go, Ultraviolet Battle Hymns is adept at capturing feelings that simultaneously exist across the spectrum of emotions and aesthetics. Opener “Where I’ll Stand” juxtaposes looped synthesizers with a slow-burning, fuzzed-out guitar sway, the forward march of krautrock with the skyward melodies of dream pop. “Damian” fits in tremolo guitars with pseudo funk, a strut rife with horns from Marcus Tenney. “Beyond Control”, a co-write with keyboardist Chris Cacavas, begins with clanging, concave percussion, Wynn deadpanning lines like, “Everything must go” as if he’s emptying out a house during an estate sale. It then richly subsumes your ears, its drums adopting a motorik pattern like it’s an arena rock song. These contrasting moods and production choices--from the heavy reverb of “The Chronicles of You” to the unexpected minimalism towards the end of “Every Time You Come Around”--typify the band’s eighth record.

It’s fun to imagine when these songs were written. How Did I Find Myself Here?, The Dream Syndicate’s first album since their reformation, came out in 2017, and they’ve released three more since then, including Ultraviolet Battle Hymns. Despite the stylistic differences between these albums, it’s likely many of the songs were written during sessions for the previous record(s). Or, at least the seeds were planted during jam sessions. Indeed, if there’s one tying thread in The Dream Syndicate’s albums and songs, it’s a sense of looseness that suggests a logical improvisation. You can hear the wooziness of Tenney’s horns start to emulate the haze of the guitars on “Hard To Say Goodbye”, or the rest of the band follow Cacavas’ jaunty, rave-up keyboards on closer “Straight Lines”. Even Wynn’s rhymes and wordplay unfurl naturally. “Parlor tricks and swizzle sticks / The sour mix ain’t gonna fix a thing,” he sings on “Damian”; “A pair of jacks / A paradigm,” he speaks on the clacking, mysterious “My Lazy Mind”. What is he talking about? He’ll never tell.