On this record, every new song kinda reminds me of a different bunch of groups which is great really, many of those being australian which is also rarely a bad sign! The opening track, for example contains echoes of The Estranged, Red Dons, Xetas, Civic, a touch of Saints and Birdman. True Method has the sleazy rockin' qualities of Golden Pelicans and something else i can't really put my finger on right now. Throttle has some dumb straight-ahead Feedtime energy to it and the subsequent stretch of songs then has straightforward garage punk á la Ex-Cult, Sauna Youth blending into more melodic garage and power pop shit á la Radioacticity, Bad Sports, Mind Spiders, Bed Wettin' Bad Boys. Potential to Ride shares a similar vibe with psychedelically inclined post punk acts á la Public Eye, Waste Man or Marbled Eye. Finally, the two closing tracks remind me of the simple, undiluted impact of australian powerhouses Split System, Polute, Jackson Reid Briggs and the Heaters. All of this is grounded in unfailing, confident songcraft and compacted into an incredibly tight, certified all-killer LP.
The debut EP of this New York group frequently conjures up a melancholy vibe not quite unlike what we've heard on the recent Shop Talk EP, backed by similarly flawless songcraft. This stuff has a more pronounced post punk feel to it though, bringing to mind - aside from the inevitable Wipers comparisons - the likes of early The Estranged, Nervosas, or Piss Test.
For our weekly dose of egg-related brainfuck, some dude or group from Charleston, South Carolina is volunteering and they've brought beer with them, nice! Though not exactly reinventing the wheel here, this is another rock solid new package of quirky funky lo-fi garage pop goodness that fans of shit á la Prison Affair, Set-Top Box, Nuts, Eugh or Pringue are guaranteed to have a massive ball with.
Portland label Spared Flesh Records has established itself as a real treasure chest of quirky, unconventional garage- and post punk goodness over the course of just over two years and the newest cassette is no exception. Society is a solo project of Sims Hardin who you might have also heard as part of Philadelphia groups Mesh and Toe Ring. Having already made a great impression with last year's All Flies Go To Hell EP, the second one seamlessly continues the scrappy charm of his sound hovering somewhere inbetween the strange worlds of '80s cassette culture and other artifacts on the fringes of garage-, proto-, post- and art punk. Think of a fusion of Modern Lovers, early Mekons, The Fall and Desperate Bicycles and you're roughly on the right track. Or you might compare them to more recent groups like the rustic jams of Honey Radar, Far Corners, Germ House and earlier Woolen Men, the proto-meets-post-punk experiments of Shark Toys and NY's Peace de Résistance.
More weird-ass shit, as perverted and loveable as ever, by that garage dungeon blues duo from Karlsruhe, Germany who so far have made a dent or two with a couple of EPs approaching that whole "dungeon" aesthetic with a pronounced acid rock bent. Kinda like oldschool Oh Sees jamminess being spiked with a generous dose of early Strange Attractor depravity in what ultimately amounts to pretty much their own type of surreal fever dream.
Montreal garage punks Priors follow up their rather playful recent NEWNEWNEW EP with yet another smasher of a mini-LP, often taking their sound into kinda unexpected territory in what is hands down their most versatile release so far. Right out of the gate you can sense a certain quirky vibe calling to mind the likes of Andy Human and the Reptoids, Nick Normal, Erik Nervous and the Beta Blockers while in other moments, you might find some echoes of, say, Vaguess, Proto Idiot, Freak Genes, early Teenanger, Mind Spiders or Sauna Youth… and let's not forget Sonic Avenues as another helpful reference, of whom at least two members are taking part here as well.
It's a new LP by the Detroit group and as you might already suspect, there's not a whole lot in the way of surprises here, which is totally fine for their particular local flavour of garage mayhem. As far as fairly traditional, heavily Stooges-/MC5-informed garage punk (and just maybe, a hint of Feedtime?) goes, it doesn't get much better in terms of raw, primal energy. This is the kind of record which convinces almost exclusively by virtue of brute force and boy do i feel saved now, which is to say: Ouch!
Lately it appears as if barely ever a couple of weeks go by without a new release by synth punk sensation Klint from Schleswig, Germany. No introductions necessary at this point i guess! Following the pretty rough split EP with Repulsion Switch, here we get another strong batch of tunes predominantly on the rather catchy, often viciously danceable end of the spectrum.
A spectacular split 7" via Slovenly Recordings! Italy's Destroy All Gondolas have been around for like a decade by now yet somehow they're completely new to me and their track here makes me think i've got some catching up to do. Gutara Kyo from Kobe, Japan have made a lasting impression with their 2017 EP - also out on Slovenly - and show no signs of slowing down with their new pair of tracks in that style which i can't describe other than just a very particular japanese brand of deliciously over-the-top garage insanity.
It took a couple years to materialize but here it finally is, the first LP by some dude of unclear whereabouts who previously sparked our curiosity with a kickass 7" also on Iron Lung Records in 2019. The full length debut is everything you could have hoped for in a new batch of kinda Devo-fied, whimsical, deliciously insane garage-/synth-/eggpunk malfunctions, spicing things up with a slight touch of Television guitar leads and solos added to an overall mixture whose rough parameters also kinda reflect a bunch of more recent phenomena vaguely in the Snooper, Useless Eaters, Alien Nosejob, Set-Top Box, Mononegatives or R.M.F.C. ballpark.
