Demo number two of this Haarlem, Netherlands group seamlessly carries on with the fun and excitement of its predecessor in the form of no-frills catchy, simple and effective garage- and synth punk smashers sure to please friends primarily of other euro acts á la Dadar, Shitty Life and Mitraille.
Following their still fresh, sensational debut EP, this new 2-track digital single of Cincinnati's Gremlins can do no wrong either, Same Fate being a snappy and perfectly economical garage punk ditty while Bliss once again taps into their more psych-infused melodic sensibilities with some distinct hints of Radioactivity, Ex-Gold or Bad Sports.
Blood Cookie Forest Witch Adhesive Stayin Busy Snooper Company Car Paranoias Soft Science The Abdo Men It's Been A Bad Week No Stones Penchant (Animals) La Llama Amor y Muerte Speed Plans Everybody Gotta Die Sun Children Sun Sword Of Justice
Lamictal Why Am I Like This?? Ismatic Guru Mind Fever Busted Head Racket & Billiam Bauble Break Midgee Paranoia Red Herrings Red Herrings Tyvek Going Through My Things The Judges Who's Your God Today? Gremlin Null Future Dion Lunadon Secrets
Yardboss No Casket Noj No Room Cut To Fit Dizzy Daze Faded Soft Shoulder Marching Farm A Luxury Apartments Energy Cel Ray Schmooze Fest
Sklitakling Skitten fetter TV Cult Crystal Cave Bleakness Words Grisaille Blessures Beta Máximo. Cielo gris Discreet Charms Mo
Following a thoroughly enticing debut EP last year, Bergen, Norway group Sklitakling present an even stronger first LP, retaining the strummy, quirky charm of the debut while expanding and branching out stylistically. Their songwriting has won a lot of contour since then, their idiosyncratic arrangements coming across much crisper now. Despite their norwegian origin, i can't help but feel reminded of the danish scene of the past decade - the Copenhagen approach to post punk you might say - with the likes of Iceage, Melting Walkmen, Spines and, just recently, Pleaser coming to mind at various points as having a similar sense of melancholy and melody. In addition, there's a distinct cowpunk vibe at play here, kinda like an LSD-soaked early Angst, Gun Club and, especially, the more recent hallucinogenic existential nightmare of Murderer.
The latest LP by this Tokyo group, originally released last year in Japan and now being reissued by Baltimore, Maryland label SPHC Records, kicks things off with not just one, but two maximally corny faux-orchestral intros seaguing into a cheesy faux-metal pastiche as if hellbent on one-upping any of the recent dungeon punk developments. Then, the actual fun starts in the form of equally basic but all the same unpredictable and inventive hardcore punk bursts, the aforementioned tongue-in-cheek dungeon/metal flourishes being counterbalanced by a freewheeling creative spirit reminiscent of, among other things, early Crass! There's no use arguing with this kind of insanity, just embrace the weird and enjoy the wild ride.