Atlanta's Nag have been a con­stant pres­ence in the con­tem­po­rary post punk scene for quite a while now, so i'm kin­da sur­prised it took them this long to come up with their first long play­er. The sur­pris­es don't end here. Hav­ing been kind of the genre's bad boys - al­ways a bit more rough and un­kempt than most of their peers - we fi­nal­ly get to hear them in a com­par­a­tive­ly hi-fi sound, strip­ping away some lay­ers of fuzz and noise, in­stead re­veal­ing a sharp­ened rhyth­mi­cal fo­cus and a much di­ver­si­fied set of styl­is­tic choic­es, draw­ing com­par­isons to var­i­ous house­hold names à la Neg­a­tive Space, Rank/​Xerox, Pret­ty Hurts, Diät, Know­so, Bruised or Ex­it Group.

Spread this bullshit to the fediverse…



…or maybe someplace on the dying corporate legacy web