A spectacular first impression of a Copenhagen group playing a rather unconventional mix of post punk, hard- and postcore incorporating a rare sense of melody and a strong psychedelic, almost shoegaze-y undercurrent. Also, thinking of the Copenhagen scene, you can’t help but register a faint echo of early Iceage and Lower.
Metdog’s fourth extended play is yet another treasure trove of playful and easygoing garage punk… let’s not talk about eggs again here. Admirers of R.M.F.C., Research Reactor Corp. or Satanic Togas will aprove of this, just as i’m gonna make an exception here and give my full approval for the use of auto-tune or vocoder or whatever that shit in the closing track is… fucking art, i guess.
Pinch Points are now joining the Exploding In Sound roster, eh? Not the most obvious choice i’d say but who cares… as long as they’re gonna stay as razor sharp as on their latest 7″, once again coming across like a more straightforward Reality Group or a no-bullshit variant of Uranium Club.