How I Became the Bomb – Deadly Art

How I Became the Bomb - Deadly Art

How I Became the Bomb - Deadly Art

Quick background on How I Became The Bomb: Tennessee band, been around for 5 years or so, has played shows in various parts of the world with some major acts, has kept a pretty low profile. The band writes pretty involved pop songs, something like The Shins crossed with Black Kids. It’s not as bland as you might think when you hear “pop band,” even if it’s not especially groundbreaking.

Deadly Art likes its dance songs and its heartfelt, emo-ish vocals. The writing benefits from some decent interplay between the synths and guitars, so even on the groove-oriented “A Formal Occasion” there’s a little something more than just basic songcraft. The album has a polished, tight sheen that evinces the band’s attention to detail. If you’re going to write this kind of music, you’d better go all the way, right? On the more dance-oriented tracks, it’s as though the band took early and late Ultravox and put them together.

“Tomorrows Date” ups the rock quotient at times, as does “Blood Will Tell.” The latter makes use of some big reverb for its spacier, shoegaze moments (a little unusual for a band making hits like the vocoded “Salvage Mission”). Not content to stick to just affairs of the heart, the band gets somewhat political on “Killing Machine,” a first-person war protest whose lush choruses compete with its essential message against war: its final refrain of “The Army has taught me a lot about life” has a nice double meaning without sounding too preachy.

It’s clear that How I Became The Bomb has spent a good bit of time getting its sound and its compositions “just so,” and it might just find an audience with those who like Postal Service records but wish that band had more oomph to it.