Quid Bro Quo
"Brothers Quetico pushes and kicks at the edges of an acoustic-driven swampiness with a fluid and nimble musical grace that's equal parts noise-rock and jug band." -Steve McPherson, The Pulse 'It's often tempting to cast aside the relevance of formal properties to the success of pop music, and evaluate it's quality solely in terms of it's audience appeal. But doing that to Quid Bro Quo would be to stare defiantly away from the subtleties of Quid Bro Quo qua album. It'd be wrong to ignore the inner- and intra-song dynamic range, the attention to sequencing and the thematic lyrical content establishing it an album, rather than a collection of songs. But when the hooks work, well, I guess that stuff's just frosting. Somewhere adrift in a torrential sea of acoustic melody and electric noise you'll find Brothers Quetico. A band so startlingly adept at globbing Brit-pop gleam onto lo-fi Pavement-derived indie-rock as to recall the best moments of early Spoon. Despite the token RIYL I just dropped on ya, Brothers Quetico's sound is original and convincing enough to eschew any reason to get hung up on influences or comparisons. The Brothers Quetico stuff folk-inspired guitar rock with slightly dulled mid-register vocal crooning, fiery guitar blasts and a tension-wielding sense of pacing. The lyrics seem heavily metaphoric, but intermittent lines like 'try as I may I can't draw any hear from the prom committee and the FCC' are concrete enough to keep you grounded. For me, the band's most effective element is the sharp manipulation of melody, leaving brilliant little musical outbursts stuck in your head long after you thought you'd already moved on. Even if it's those perfect imbedded morsels that make the whole thing worth tasting, it's nice to see and band deliver the quick fix and still recognize the importance of developing them within the context of the album as a whole.' -Chris Jensen, Rift Magazine.