{"id":54798,"date":"2015-08-19T09:00:36","date_gmt":"2015-08-19T09:00:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.wonderlandmagazine.com\/?p=54798"},"modified":"2017-03-01T12:19:50","modified_gmt":"2017-03-01T12:19:50","slug":"new-noise-dilly-dally","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.wonderlandmagazine.com\/2015\/08\/19\/new-noise-dilly-dally\/","title":{"rendered":"New Noise: Dilly Dally"},"content":{"rendered":"

Toronto’s serving up grunge in the form of the deceptively sweetly named, Dilly Dally.<\/p>\n

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Katie Monks’ dry grumbles burst out of her uncontrollably, that’s the first thing you notice about “Desire” through all the feedback, then the verses slur into each other with a viscosity as thick as honey, or something decidedly more punk, black nail varnish, perhaps? Liz Ball, Benjamin Reinhartz and Jimmy Tony fill in the gaps with melodic sighs and noisy grunge percussion. It’s a harsh track that wallows in its own melody and leaves you dizzy but full, almost warm, it’s cathartic even to listen to.<\/p>\n

The Toronto foursome have come together after a few line-up changes and are set to release their debut album,\u00a0Sore<\/em>\u00a0in October. We’re told the record has nods to Sonic Youth, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The Distillers, and The Pogues. Monks calls it “All that and a bag of weed.” It’s got everything you could hope for from a debut: odes to heartbreak, reinvention, sex, menstruation and cigarettes. We cornered Katie to get to know everything about Dilly Dally including the benefits of pre-sleep meditation and her once love for ‘sad-junkie-artist-boys’.<\/p>\n