Margot and the Nuclear So and So’s must be so relieved that we’ve elected a president in office who can pronounce their name. But there are other things the band has to be thankful for. Hailing from Indianapolis, the So and So’s are making their way into the hearts of unsuspecting fans. Though their name still evokes dumbfounded looks and general apathy, anyone who actually catches a bit of the band realizes the same thing: Margot is a force to be reckoned with.
The band’s recently released Not Animal CD could have potentially lost its charm with song titles and lyrics that would make the most brazen of individuals blush, but somehow Richard Edwards’ voice manages to swoon and croon away the abrasiveness. It’s almost like saying something mean with a smile on your face; no one realizes what was said until after the fact.
Edwards’ voice is like an angel’s, albeit one who fell off a cloud after one too many. He has a way of hitting a note that wounds and heals almost simultaneously. The eclectic mix of electric guitars and organs gives a raw effect to each song.
Though they run a risk of playing too much at once, the odd instrument choices work in the band’s favor. And it seems like everyone wants a piece of Margot pie, with eight members completing the band. Andy and Chris Fry (guitar and drums, respectively), Hubert Glover (brass), Erik Kang (violin, lap steel), Casey Tennis (percussion) and Emily and Tyler Watkins (keys, vocals/bass) bring almost an echo to Edwards’ voice. With so much happening in the background, it would be easy for his voice to become lost, but everything manages to come together in a kind of organized chaos.
If everyone can overcome the cottonmouth syndrome after spouting the band’s name, Margot and the Nuclear So and So’s could soon become a household conversation piece. Maybe.
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