The second sophomore record I'm writing about today is also the second to take its lead from the glorious template laid down all those years back by The Velvet Underground. In This House by Rotterdam's Lewsberg is so cast in the image of the dark lords of bohemian determinism that they might as well be a tribute act, but this is all so artfully registered that for once the debt is fully repaid.
In This House imagines a scenario where Lou relaxes his tyrannical grip sufficiently to allow John and Sterling a few of turns at the mic in late '67. The vocals are often dispatched in spoken manner. The guitars chug resplendently. There's a glacial authority and elegance at play here that's altogether admirable.
If the Velvets shadow on absolutely everything that's happening here is utterly unmistakeable this doesn't stop the record from being any less worthy of your attention. Lewsberg put on their black polo necks and don their shades, pick up their guitars and ride imperiously into the sun.The trick here is that they don't only like The Velvet Underground, they also understand what made them so great.
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