The National Rifle are an indie rock band who have sunk their lives into their band and songs simply because they care that much about what they do. They’re willing to pretty much do anything , just to be in a band and make it happen. They do this because as they say, “It’s the only thing we care about.” With that kind of attitude, it’s no wonder that this is one of the busiest bands on the planet who seem to be doing things around the clock like releasing their fourth EP, Vanity Press.
Vanity Press is a five song EP of jumpy, nervous indie that at times sounds of bands like Vampire Weekend and at others sounds like 90’s college rock. Its honest, scattershot stuff and you get the sense in listening to this record that they’re having fun on each and every tune.
Vanity Press isn’t half bad. It’s not overly catchy but it is all over the place and seems to be intent on cramming as much musical “stuff” into every song and having one heck of a time doing it. The record occasionally stumbles across some sort of angular melody that works like on, “She’s A Waste,” or the piano refrain on, “Jazz History of the World,” but most of the time the band just jump along to the beat of their own drum and bash out tunes like alternative bands used to.
I like this EP. It’s original enough to keep me listening and although there are bits and bobs that seem a bit rough around the edges, when the band hits its stride they’re simply awesome. I walked away liking three of the five songs here and concluded that if these guys elevate their stride into a sprint stardom awaits them.
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