Genre : Alternative Rock with a tint of Shoegaze
Origin : United States
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Yuca's music is a galaxy better than you would assume by the everyday average textual comparison charts randomer music journalists would put the band amidst a gauntlet with. (Every journalist - including the music critic - has the book of her/his life in her/his OH!, so fanciful soul - which most often is the best place to hold that book as hostage at.)
Yuca is the picture perfect (soft) rock variant of the music of superb Norvegian synth pop band A-ha - believe it or not, Morten & Co. wrote more songs than "Take on me", and their catalog is composed of exquisite sonic imagination and musical vision. Yuca takes this musical ethos all the way though to the more beefy registers of the narrative silence massacre spectrum, as the aforementioned A-ha hardly ever took hold a guitar so far, - or made sure to sedate the guitarist right after - and never even had to. Yuca, on the other hand, takes this trademark gloomy A-ha stance - there are gloomy A-ha songs, and there are even gloomier A-ha songs - and arms it with guitars. The effect sometimes indeed reveals a tint of Muse - minus the hypertranssexual "look I got no balls, mommy!" affectations, luckily -, or outright copies it without shame in an attempt to appeal to the Muse audience, more on that later.
But I have good news for you, too! Throughout the verse structures, I would go as far as to mention a Type O' Negative similarity, and that I intend as a compliment. Check out track 2 for this splendid effect - Peter Steele approves of this verse structure. It is his, essentially, and it still is Yuca's, and this is why it is so beautiful. Read on to know more about the disc. You know that story, when U2's Bono started clapping, and told : "Every time I clap, someone in Africa dies." Then someone from the audience : "Then why don't you stop clapping?" Timeless.
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