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While many bands suffer with identity crises, Worchester, Massachusetts four-piece Dom has their priorities straight. “We want to be the Lady Gaga of garage rock,” proclaims Dominic, the 23-year-old mastermind behind the buzzed-about twisted-pop rockers, who have stampeded into music world consciousness like a herd of irritable rhinos.
If it seems like Dom just came out of nowhere, that is because they did. In December 2009, Dominic (who goes by Dom, and will not reveal his last name, due to “owing people lots of money“) met drummer Bobby in a Massachusetts boarding house. The two sought out to make Dom an “electronic sci-trance project” but after writing the song “Jesus,” the band took a more garage pop sound. Later, they connected with bassist Erik and guitarist Cosmo, and the finished project sounded more like a jangle pop mixtape left on your dashboard on hot summer day.
With warped vocals, fuzzy low-fi distortion, and broken Casio keyboard lines, Dom filters a DIY aesthetic through the upbeat, sunny rhythms of pop music. There’s a MacGyverized style to Dom buzzed-about debut EP Sun Bronzed Greek Gods, the seven songs feel like they’re held together by sonic duct tape.
At any minute they could break apart. But they don’t. These tracks recorded in Erik’s bedroom–on a pink paisley guitar, a Casio and Fruity Loops–are solid, edgy and irresistibly fun. “We like to get gnarly, but that doesn’t mean we’re a joke,” Dom says.