Oxford Collapse

Oxford Collapse


Oxford Collapse's music has been described as highly danceable, spastic, punk-funk, and chaotic. While the music telegraphs a passion for the last two decades of American indie rock exuberance looking to bands like The Embarrassment, Mission of Burma, Pylon and the Feelies, it's inimitable.


Oxford Collapse could have happened anywhere and anytime between 1980 and today, but it's in New York City, it's right now, and it's leaving a dry, predictable status quo in emerging hipster music hanging in peril.

Buzzing and restless, overjoyed and confrontational, Oxford Collapse's music telegraphs a passion for the last two decades of American indie rock exuberance. More importantly, they look to that music's forefathers - bands like the Embarrassment, R.E.M., Mission of Burma, the dBs, Pylon, and the Feelies - who charged forward, innovatively liberating what they needed from their well-versed musical pasts and building them into a shaken, florid, ever-focusing present, only to be appreciated in the future. Moreover, these bands performed with a marked sense of innocence, amazement, a feeling of wonder that's all but gone in the deluge of post-punk revivalism, which only seems to recall the oily glitter of Blondie or the sharp edges of Gang of 4 and Public Image Ltd. Oxford Collapse chooses not to crowd these lands, particulary since there's so much open ground to cover elsewhere. Blue skies, wide expanses, the drive to discover Some Wilderness within and without the maps of musical hierarchy.

There's Michael Pace, guitarist and vocalist, who pulled the neck of his long-suffering Sekova Les Paul copy right off during the recording of Some Wilderness. Dan Fetherston, tasked with learning how to play drums specifically for this band, and filling the spaces capably with the disco ride. Yong Sing da Silva, who graced the stage at Pianos in a too-tight Polo shirt, Tuffskins and flip-flops, on bass (he's moved on to medical school; the equally fashion-conscious Adam Rizer now fills those shower shoes). They started on a semester abroad in London, creating dissonant screamo maximalism for complete cathartic release. They found their ways, sculpting the dissonance around the sounds of their Poindexterian brethren, opening chords and tunings, building dynamics against one another, and toning down the distortion on the relentless speed they play at. Pace's guitar style closely mimics the anti-aircraft shred of Roger Miller, crashed right into the nimble lyricism of early Peter Buck. The rhythm section responds in kind, with dizzying bass scales all over the register and drumming that nearly topples over on itself while filling every last breath of space.

Oxford Collapse plays the sounds of the suburbs, the blue print of early summer, hopped up on candy scarfed down at bar mitzvah blowouts, at the batting cages, sneaking around all day at the multiplex, then turfing the neighbor’s lawn on a riding mower for good measure. They flip over big flat rocks and gaze fascinated at the insects living a private life beneath. They know that the devils and the details don't need one another to get by, and demonstrate that with some of the wildest manic pop abandon heard in years.


Some Wilderness
Released April 2004

1. Land!
2. 1991 Kids
3. The Money You Have Is Maybe Too Little
4. Cumberland Gap
5. Melting the Ice Queen
6. Totally Gay, Totally Fat
7. Back in Com Again
8. For Buds, Not Boston
9. General Hospital
10. The Tribal Rights of the New Saturday Night

Untitled EP
Re-released December 2003

1. If it dies in Peoria...then who the hell cares?
2. Grasses of Anne
3. Sex Face
4. (Havin' a Blast in) Co-op City
5. Melting the Ice Queen
6. Bobby V.

Fort Apache 12"
Summer 2004
Side A - Melting the Ice Queen (Remix)
Side B - Fort Apache, Celebrity Art Party