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The Armchairs / Press

“[The Armchairs] overstep the boundaries of what's deemed normal in indie rock and roll, getting to the points that they want to get to, not those that the audience might anticipate them getting to. It's selfish, in a way, but it's also extremely interesting as they make a youthful take on music that could be referenced to only in colorful metaphors of certain bands having sex together and creating all kinds of mutant offspring.”

“The Armchairs play loose, rhythm-led rock that's openly indebted to Ween and the Mothers of Invention, but stylistically diverse enough to include heavy doses of indie touchstones like Pavement and Olivia Tremor Control and hints of any number of late-60s garage, rock and pop bands. It's a fine combination, it sounds fresh, and it makes you wonder why more bands don't try it.”

“Psych-pop quartet the Armchairs hail from Philly, but they sound more like they come from some forgotten desert commune where psychedelia never went out of style. The band counts Os Mutantes and the Mothers of Invention among their influences, and on this track, it's clear why. "Nebraska," with its fun, tripped-out, harmonized breakdown and bizarre lyrics, dips deep from the well of quirky pop.”

“...it seems the 2-tenor harmonies, cleverly brutal low-fi production, and dadaist Owl and Pussycat lyrics you can frug to will never get tiresome to me or to the seemingly endless population of British Invasion-obsessed inhabitants in the City of Brotherly Love. The Armchairs are especially good at the quirkier brand of Philadelica...containing more literary references and Floyd timechanges than twistable riffs, but they still know how to pop out a shuffle-dance inducing beat when they need to. Also they have some pretty sweet moves of their own…”

“Simplicity is what makes The Armchairs an incredible band. It is the fact that they can use so few instruments and still get such an enormous sound that makes them altogether more interesting than most of their type. These four men provide listeners with their own take on the ever-popular psychedelic pop that has swept through Philadelphia’s music scene. This twist on an old classic includes, but is not limited to, authentic 60’s style vocals, herein meaning that there are multiple voices, airy and well balanced, plus minimalistic organ and guitars that blend together for a beautiful harmony. Songs are short and sweet, and never linger too long on certain parts making for a fast-paced and upbeat experience.”

“Reminiscent of bands like The Velvet Underground, The Zombies and The Kinks, The Armchairs are a Philly foursome letting off a sound that’s more circus, less night-at-the-club than most of what’s coming out of Philly’s pop scene these days.”

“The four men of the Armchairs are a rambunctious group. Constantly bantering and joking, carrying on at least two conversations at once, falling out of chairs laughing and providing a stream of non sequiturs sums up an interaction with them. Guitarist and vocalsit Andy Molholt says the band’s motto is “not taking ourselves too seriously.” Given that devil-may-care attitude, listening to the Armchairs’ songs is a bit of a surprise. They’re well-written, with catchy yet simple song structures, and they straddle the sound of ‘60s pop and modern indie rock. They’re ramshackle, but with a purpose, rowdy but thoughtful.”

"Philly's The Armchairs play brushed-denim smoked folk 'n' dusty funk like nobody's biz..."

“...nice voice, warm tones in the guitar and keys, details in the drumming, and all of that spunky groove throughout...”

“...Their songs are catchy and fluid without abiding by any of the rigid radio pop standards. The Armchairs' brief tunes often channel the likes of '60s folk and prog with a true knack for melody and unpredictable structure. Think The Zombies with a pinch of Deerhoof...”