Damn, unforgivable how i could overlook this kickass tape already released this summer, containing delicilously excentric Lo-Fi post punk shit giving off a heavy smell of Desperate Bicycles, Swell Maps, early Mekons plus any random artifact of 80s cassette culture as well as some New Order-ish vibes in the closing track Dog Having Its Day.
You know what's really been missing recently? A new dungeon punk scorcher! This artifact of unclear origin goes the buzzsaw synthpunk-meets-black-metal route and does a formidable job at getting you into the mood for some skull-splitting action in the musty catacombs.
A new batch of lo-fi viking synth punk madness from that Schleswig dude who at this point doesn't need an introduction i think, having crafted a very unique niche of his own with a string of EPs and singles over the short span of less than a year. His newest one is another strong beast oscillating between snappy garage punk smashers and throbbing dance floor rough-ups.
More forceful garage punk shit out of Grand Rapids, Michigan equipped with a healthy dose of hardcore thrust, alternating between the sonic patterns of acts as diverse as Protruders, Hank Wood and the Hammerheads, Strange Attractor, Jackson Reid Briggs, Sauna Youth or Crisis Man.
Simple and stupid, raw and primitive garage smashers abound on these Swedes' new LP, kinda like a middle ground between acts like Sick Thoughts, Buck Biloxi and the Fucks, Bart and the Brats, Achtungs or Freakees. Also some traces of Dead Moon and The Spits may be hidden in here as well as a certain KBD vibe highly suggestive of The Mentally Ill.
Three fifths of this EP have already trickled out very slowly in the form of demos and digital singles. Finally, we can witness the thing in full now. I'd say the Nashville outfit have found their own unique little niche inside a crowded pool of egg-related weirdness, their jangly garage punk detonations shrunken to microscopic scale… a bit like a super-muted incarnation of R.M.F.C. with additional hints of Print Head, Neo Neos or early Erik Nervous.
A catchy-as-fuck attack of melodic garage punk fun with a bit of synth action goin' in some tunes, an abundance of '77 tunefulness in others. Admirers of Sick Thoughts, Cherry Cheeks, Booji Boys, Erik Nervous or TJ Cabot are sure gonna approve.
Always a nice thing to have in your house these ghoulies… The Perth group's newest EP might be their most catchy and upbeat batch of tunes so far and should please the discerning connoisseur of garage-/synth/eggpunk phenomena in the vicinity of, say, Research Reactor Corp, Cherry Cheeks, Alien Nosejob, Satanic Togas… just to name a few.
Haven't heard from this L.A. garage-/synth-/hair Punk project for quite a while. Anyway, this weirdo's newest cassette once again has an abundance of beautifully retarded DIY cock rock miniature madness in store for us.
New garage punk mayhem set on fire by a Greensboro, North Carolina group. The EP starts off with a strong cowpunk vibe reminiscent of shit like Deodorant, Spodee Boy, Optic Nerve… also Leche and Murderer, maybe? Subsequent songs then settle into a more conventional but no less exciting garage punk direction provoking comparisons to kickass groups of the Cutie, Erik Nervous and Sick Thoughts bracket.