Nude Tayne - Nude Beach

Nude Tayne

Nude Beach
self-released; 2015

4.2 out of 5 - TOP ALBUM

By Jamie Robash

Tampa, Florida experimental rock outfit Nude Tayne started out as a trio in late 2013 with founding band members Laith Abdel on vocals, guitarist Nathan Corder and Mr. Leo Suarez sitting in on the drums. During that incarnation they released the EP Songs for Football, a CD entitled Still Nude and two digital albums: Lizard Toupée and the sly and slippery Two in the Pink. Nude Tayne have since added to their girth with the addition of guitarist Joshua Paul and Danny Piechocki taking on bass player duties.

Their latest release is the delightfully spastic spectacle Nude Beach. Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies but I myself am not one for jam bands. I just don’t have that kind of patience. Ask any of my ex-girlfriends. I begin to lose interest rather quickly if something or someone drolls on for far too long. Call it what you will but I’ve spent the better part of my life working in various customer service focused roles and have had to listen to a lot of repetitive bullshit over the course of my life.

So I was rather surprised when I found myself digging Nude Beach from the very beginning.  Have I gone soft? I wondered to myself three minutes into the schizophrenic freak-out that is the ten-minute long “Nude Beach.” But as I listened I began to find similarities, which Nude Tayne share with bands and albums that I love which range from U2’s classic Boy to DC’s Fugazi and The Dismemberment Plan, and also Bitches Brew era Miles Davis and the free jazz construction of Ornette Coleman, the last of which the band sites as an influence. 

That influence becomes crystal clear on the wildly constructed “ICED,” a rollercoaster of emotions on which Abdel gets to let it all out with bloody lung sung vocals, as the rest of the band pound out powerfully sharpened gunge-metal riffs, which become even more pronounced on the even harder closer “Hot Piss.”

Furthermore these five fellows know how to work well together. The transitions between fierce and frolicking free jams and mellow breakdowns are as flawless and precise as airshow pilots performing death-beckoning maneuvers. Nude Beach does not bore on tape and it leads me to believe that Nude Tayne’s live shows are a pretty good time. In the end Nude Beach could have easily been one in the stink, but it certainly satisfied me.

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