“The nastiest, noisiest noise we've heard for a while.
Like being stuck in a wind tunnel with Kevin Shields,
William Reid and Ron Asheton. Feel the static...” -NME
“The generation’s genre of choice has become
motorcycle sexy with The December Sound’s ‘KILL ME’. ” -NME
“...intoxicating blend of noise and melody.
...the best unsigned band on the planet right now!” -BEN VENDETTA, -THE BIG TAKEOVER
"This black, icy and nebulous psyché trip exceeds
the universe, crushes tiny planets and eats the galaxies
like bread rolls with the smoking chocolate." -LE NEZ DANS LA COMPOTE
“ The December Sound come armed with a strong supply of material...a major force to reckon with.” -LOSING TODAY
“...Buzzed-out guitars that blur together in absolute sonic bliss,
forming the backbone to support ethereal, reverb-soaked vocals
and plenty of distortion....they're mighty fucking awesome.” -TRIPWIRE
“ A new sound to fit the increasingly paranoid world we live in.” -PSYCHEDELIC REACTION
“ Brain bashing intensity, lysergic freakouts and an off-kilter rhythmic
pulse that will knock you off your feet. ” - AURAL INNOVATIONS
“The December Sound give the current shoegaze scene
a much needed kick in the balls on their stunning debut full-length.” -BEN VENDETTA, SKYSCRAPER MAGAZINE
“...from cool stealth to chiseled soundscapes
to drowsy space-age atmospheres.....so good!” -THE BOSTON GLOBE
“Uh oh, looks like another shoegaze band." -SUBCULTURE MAGAZINE
“...the music is a living organism that
is very much a product of its day. ” -THE METRO
“...in grand style with the punchy swirl of “Kill Me”,
the insistent rhythms softened by some drifting vocals
as The December sound strut their stuff quite magnificently.” -TERRASCOPE
“ 'Kill Me' = Manic technological beats and jagged guitars,
on this spaced out epic that takes off into outer space
with a melancholic vocal and a huge soundscape...
far out moments. ” - SOHOSTRUT
“...unique combination of loud, pounding rhythms,
rippling, effects-laden guitar and sweet vocals...” -THE NOISE
“ The December Sound has the songs, the swagger
and the soul that make you reminisce on the glory days...
but also gets you excited for a new invasion
of sound and style.” -THE WEEKLY DIG
Printed texts, Sprinkled airs; So many underground passages as tamed images... Full of glances as so many wrapped up hopes. A distant stroll in the reversible sound landscapes, A fast crossing in the submersible breaths... Obstinacy, Emergences.
Some more of poetry with a "Timed vagueness": Hung on the clock of Time the space of a timed vagueness, The man hesitates between regular rhythms and dictated cadences. Deceived by the needles of the not mastered haste, The man suspends his slowness in the curvatures of the calculated clocks. See you.
