Chicago trio Luggage have, over the course of the past eight years, proven to be a true bulwark in the sector of unapologetically excentric, dissonant and unwieldy noise rock, postcore and math rock which they usually happen to throttle down to a sluggish crawl. If anything, they’ve just grown ever more uncompromising over the years, culminating in their newest deformed lump of an LP, yet another challenging outburst of noise heavily indebted to the likes of Slint, Tar, Shellac and if i had to name something more contemporary, i’d say the first two Behavior albums (especially the spectacular second one Bitter Bitter) make a close enough comparison as well.
A strong demo by this Toronto group has four delicious no-frills bangers in store for us located roughly on the intersection of garage punk and postcore, having some Hot Snakes energy to them and a similar vibe to the early works of Video and Teenanger in addition to straightforward punk acts such as Ascot Stabber, Flowers Of Evil, Piss Test as well as a more eccentric breed of garage-meets-hardcore acts á la Launcher and Mystic Inane. Music to my ears!
On this Oslo group’s debut EP, an attitude and aesthetic inbetween the worlds of egg- and dungeon punk is given a distinctly far eastern theme. In the context of a genre cluster that makes a point of making no fucking sense, this makes about perfect fucking sense i’d say! Am i making any sense? Who cares, this shit is fun!
