After their first seven inch release on Paw Tracks and a successful
tour supporting the Animal Collective, the First Nation ladies now drop their
self-titled debut stunner. We could throw a bone and say they sound sorta like
an updated Raincoats or The Slits. But hell its 2006 and First Nation
live in New York Fucking City. Theyre too smart for RIYL boners.
First Nation definitely employ the loosey poppy songwriting method made popular
by their buddies the Animal Collective and Gang Gang Dance. But they bring a
quieter and, dare we say, softer side to this sound. Theres even a kinda
cool trancey tribal thing going on that they probably got from listening to
some damaged techno
or maybe one too many Folkways compilations (one member
of the band IS an anthropologist).