The Dress Whites

"My God, The Shame!" is available on iTunes!



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HMV Superstore333 Yonge St. (Toronto) 1020 Ste. Catherine Ouest (Montreal)
Sonic Boom Records (Toronto)512 Bloor St. W. (Corner Bathurst)Criminal Records (Toronto) 493 Queen Street West
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Absolute Powerpop Review (Tampa, Fla.)
My God, The Shame! (Independent)
Toronto's (by way of Montreal) The Dress Whites are a band that defies categorization. Blurring the lines between power pop, indie pop, and rock and roll, their debut full-length My God, The Shame! is an instant winner that will appeal to anyone who likes good, tuneful music.
After the instrumental opener "A Liberated Woman Will Destroy Us All" (which along with the closer titled "O'er The Transom of the Susan Constant" might lead you to believe you've stumbled across a Decemberists disc off the titles alone), "Give Up The Ghost" kicks in with an upbeat melody, stacatto guitars and a call-and-response chorus that lets you know you're not in Kansas anymore. "Spongecake" and "A Great Assault" are power-popping numbers that recall The Shazam, while "The Whale" and "Blood Work" keep up the pace in a Fountains-of-Wayne-meet-the-Rembrandts way. Meanwhile, "Two Times The Hurt" is a straight-ahead power pop gem that recalls fellow countrymen Sloan.
So get fancy and put on The Dress Whites; there's no shame in enjoying this one.
NOW Magazine Toronto Review
My God, The Shame! (Independent)
4/5
It’d be a damn shame if people thought the band recently decided to move from Montreal to Toronto because of a lack of appreciation. Whatever the cause, we can consider ourselves lucky to have this five-piece garage/folk/soul/pop outfit in our midst. Satisfyingly eclectic and intently catchy from start to finish, My God covers plenty of ground without ever sounding unsure of itself. Give Up the Ghost comes off like feisty shout-along pop, and Spongecake nostalgically invokes the garage-rock melodies of old standbys like the Flashing Lights and the Super Friendz. Factor in what could be the album’s best moment, the reflective and bittersweet Two Way Street (Doo-Wop) that builds from singer Denis Woods’s eager croon into a bouncing revelry replete with heart-on-sleeve backing vocals and the whole package becomes refreshingly steady and endearing.



Review by Evan Davies



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