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I'm In You



Last Updated: 11/18/2009

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Status: Single
City: BROOKLYN
State: NEW YORK
Country: US
Signup Date: 2/28/2005

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Wednesday, July 08, 2009 
"I’m In You has a lightly unnerving rock sound with the ability to be minimalist and orchestral all at once."
Alicia Neubauer - CD Insight

"As revolting as the name I'm in You is (it was a Peter Frampton album title, after all), the Brooklyn drama rockers' racket almost makes up for it. This is because of the way they often use a steady, almost-disco drum beat to support non sequitur Afro-beat horns and Zappa-like flourishes. When pinned against their speak-sing vocals and war-centric tongue-in-cheek lyrics, you gotta figure these guys own every Talking Heads, Violent Femmes, and later Camper Van Beethoven record ever released."
Kory Grow - Village Voice

"Brooklyn’s I’m in You augments its funky, grittily urgent postpunk with striking horn arrangements."
-Time Out NY
Friday, January 02, 2009 
I'm in You has played Union Pool, Cake Shop, Southpaw, Mercury Lounge, Zebulon, Monkeytown, Public Assembly, Lit Lounge, and many other reputable venues, with bands such as Midnight Masses, Begushkin, Christy and Emily, Talk Normal, Drink Up Buttercup, Polite Sleeper, Endless Boogie and many others.

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Friday, May 02, 2008 

Current mood:  ecstatic
Somewhere inside these songs of post-human dread, genocide, and apocalyptic loneliness beats the awkward, romantic heart of a late-seventies high-school prom band that wants to make you dance in all your adolescently hormonal humanity.  I'm In You's omnivorous musical entity absorbs twitched-out post-punk, sleazy disco, and minimalist rhythm experiments and blends them with unhinged vocals and damaged guitar freak-outs, in a sincere attempt to deconstroy everything we love and hate about rock and roll.  In the process we counter man's inhumanity towards man and other terrors of existence, by harnessing the vibrations of sex and death to a primal freak-out that can stop the flow of time, if only for an hour.