Newcastle, Australia based garage punk goofball Robbie Thunder’s shit remains a thoroughly charming affair on his seventh LP in just over two years and holy cow, has this one reached a new level with its strikingly simple and minimalist, somewhat Ramones-ish fuzzed out punk smashers as the hits just keep coming here and where previous releases sometimes could feel a little samey, this one just strikes the perfect balance of familiarity, sufficient variety and brevity – with its barely 15 minutes long duration feeling like the perfect length for a crunchy little potato chip of a record like this.
