Don’t let this fake NTSC>PAL fool you ‘cos it’s actually just Billiam dressed up in a NTSC>PAL suit. Also, nice try namedropping Screamers which… well,I’m sure you could make a plausible case for that but at the end of the day, aside from the mere technicality of “no guitars” on this cassette, Billiam can’t really help sounding like anything other than himself, which is to say: pretty damn fucking awesome!
Following a strong debut EP that still presented this Antwerp group from a more garage-leaning angle, the follow-up has them going all-in on a post punk vibe which on one hand takes plenty of cues from the James Chance-informed, funky end of the No Wave spectrum while also bearing a slight resemblance to the current Berlin scene and groups like Pigeon and Liiek in particular. I assume then it’s more than just a lucky coincidence this thing got released on Berlin post punk label Mangel Records.
Fantabulous new garage-/synth-/electro punk shit from Graz, Austria, using minimal means to actually bring some fresh and as-of-yet unheard impulses to the whole eggpunk clusterfuck as, at certain points, i can’t help but dub that shit Big Bl…Egg! Then again, there’s also no shortage of fluffy pop melodies on here. I’m not quite sure what to make of the closing track Freibad Fürstenwald though, which… fuck me, research that shit for yourself. Or maybe don’t, just… don’t.
Too much cool new shit, that’s my favorite luxury problem and it’s what the past few weeks had in store, so a C-90 won’t suffice this time. That, and also i totally had to add a ten-minute tune to the tracklist because why the fuck not? Dial A for fuzzed-out depravity and general mayhem. B for egg-ish dementia, quirky and forbidden fun and games for the whole family. C for darkness, death and despair. D for some beeps & bloops, followed by hits, hooks and melodies.
Favoured State That’s Life Homeless Cadaver Cadaviar 208 Tantrum Fulmine Randagio Fen Fen Dumb Baghed LKWO Grand Final Boomtown Yobs Shitty Eye Googon Electrodildonics The Cut-Ups Chenango County Fair Solvent No Recourse Norms Struktúra Kultúra Rouge Paint It Red Total Sham Keep It Rollin’ Coyote Annoying Dickhead Purgatorio Una Broma Personal Damage Cull the Herd Future of Despair Remnants
Jimsobbins Tv Society Tiffany Junkfood So Cow Summer Is Icumen In Again Cindy7 Wall The Dogs We Are The Dogs Billiam I Was A Teenage RNG Freak Shawnis and The Shimmers Queer Planet Goblin Daycare Liar, Liar D.I.M La conduite Egg Idiot Barf Life Kapow! KAPOW! Music For Microwaves Piracy Tommy Cossack & The Degenerators Bed Sores Trashdog neUtron danS ShoT-gun wee Nervous Tick and The Zipper Lips Realign my Mind Videoflip Pas de mon monde
Elektrokohle I Wanna Cry Nag Insert A Thought Monda Hot Tag Síntesis Vacaciones en Tel Aviv Whiphouse Lie Cheat Steal Repeat Girls In Synthesis Picking Things Out Of The Air DBR Faulty Dead Finks Baton S:Bahn You Could Be Mine Machiavellian Art Fear of The Outside World / Crisis
Paulo Vicious Eu Fico Eu Morro Thyroids Fake Estate Nick Normal Mixed Lettuces 1&2 Hyperdog Hole Powerband Death Machine Cherry Cheeks Cruel Bore Vacation Psychic Gasoline Silicone Values Stuck on Repeat Ultra Lights Nostalgia Bluff City Vice Big City Livin Night Court 1000000th Song The Dumpies Bisexual Hedgefund Manager The Wesleys Make It My Way
This Walsall, UK group comes at us with an intentionally overpowering, uncompromising and maximally nasty clump of dissonant, kinda monotonous noise bridging the gap between only the most confrontative fringes of post punk, noise rock and postcore. Interestingly, almost all of the comparisons i can come up with right now already date a few years back, reminding me of how much of an unexpectedly fertile decade the 2010s were for unwieldy noise rock fare, a genre i struggle to find much excitement in, looking at the current landscape. This record takes me right back there, to the genre’s second golden era of groups such as early Metz, USA Nails, Keepers, Overtime, Death Panels, Greys, Vangas, Tunic or John (timestwo). Well, at least a couple of these are still around. Then again, the thick veil of constant, dissonant blown-out noise texture these songs stay cloaked in at all times, somewhat reminds me of the short-lived US post punk sensation Dasher, while the cacophonous saxophone parts call to mind Nearly Dead and the kinda obscure australian 1980s post punk act Fungus Brains or, whenever they add some melodic overtones like in Crime, i can even sense a bit of australian post punk / proto-noise rock powerhouse X.