The album is a satisfying hodge-podge of guitar noises, as they doff their caps to shoegaze, garage, prog, punk, post-punk, baggy and pop throughout their musical tourist-trip.  Full text...

Get hold of a copy of Turn the Lights Out and head to the house of a friend with the loudest stereo and most forgiving neighbors you know, and crank it up. You should get it right away.  Full text...

The title track is almost subtle, and Jered Gummere’s whine restrained. But more typical are the furious Everyday Weapon and the organ-led Maybe I’ll Try . It all sounds the same and it all sounds good.  Full text...

There are perhaps moments when The Ponys' influences wrestle the reins from the band themselves ('Poser Psychotic' couldn't be more like 'Dirty Boots' by Sonic Youth if it was a pair of stinking Converse underneath Thurston Moore's stairs) but who cares when it sounds this good? Slack may be back, but this isn't a band to get apathetic about.  Full text...

A hair more than 40 minutes of pure, uncut, mainline garage rock, and if I could, I'd take it intravenously.  Full text...

At the heart of this dense, atmospheric fug though remains a perky, rigid pop strut, which is really the key to their competence, rather than the precision of the chemical balance alone.  Full text...

The Ponys make good records, and Turn the Lights Out is no exception, but I'm still waiting on the great one I've always felt they'd had in them-- one that delivers on the promise of their debut, and reminds you why you pulled out their record ahead of all those whose shoulders they've stood on.  Full text...

Turn The Lights Out, The Ponys's third album, sees them fairly happy with their lot in life. Opening track "Double Vision" is as generically indie as it comes; big chunky verses and a shouty chorus with a huge echo effect slapped on. And yet, as it ends, I seem to be wearing a smile.   Full text...