A thorougly mesmerizing load of monotonously pulsing psychedelic post punk bliss with echoes of the proto- and early art punk eras, this new cassette of Paris group Jazz V.O.S.T. comes across a bit like an unholy alliance of Métal Urbain, MX-80 and Chrome, maybe a bit of Swell Maps for good measure... or possibly even a couple of old japanese psychedelic and post punk acts like The Rabbits and early High Rise. All of this gets transferred into some vague semblance of a cold wave context while thankfully eschewing the overly mechanical, formulaic uniformity of what i might consider one of the least creative genres in recent years. No, the pulses, twitches and rumbles on this record aren't caused by the cold rotations of some interchangeable machine but rather the joy of free expression and humanity of defiant spirits refusing to let themselves get crushed by harsh realities.
Having previously come into my view with a fun and quirky debut EP in 2021 as well as a somewhat strained sounding second one in 2023, the group from Krakow, Poland now delivers some of their most well-rounded and beefy blasts of moderately insane, always unpredictable garage- and eggpunk goodness which at one point or another evokes comparisons to such genre greats as Prison Affair, Finale, Beer, Goblin Daycare, Autobahns and even a hint of Snooper is hiding beneath all the the clutter and mayhem.
Jimsobbins Strange Interior D.I.V.A. Eyes Rude Television Digital Frustration Titanium Exposé Different Outcome Larry & Thee Jerrys Spongeworthy Winky Frown Coinwash Fast johnny and The Slow Burners Dog Eat Dog Narkose Dienstherr Poo Poo Talks Balls Deep Licklash Control Time Room Saved Benzin Krise Sux Wasted Bad Shout Building Bridges Power Shovel Fat X2000 Morbo y Fascinación Fogbank Fang Lexan Putting Your Dog Down Nagasaki Sunrise Pacific Nightmare Ain't Over
Tracklist
Eel Men Exeter Exit Solderer Tickboxes Demo Rally Buen Amigo The Unfit Gatekeepers Last Quokka OTC The War Goes On Fire Walk With Me Impotentie In De Koolmijn Ft. Béton Armé/Puffer Exwhite Deaf Eye Ball Rubber Hammers Hyperdog Sugar Rush Goverment Sex Life In The Death Lane Sex Mex I Love Everyone Power Pants Just Go With It Bad Idea USA Drive Slow Monda Creek Time Gem Got It Right The First Time
Quality shit as usual from the ever-reliable spanish post punk stronghold Flexidiscos. On their debut LP, this Valencia group conjures up quite the storm of smart and angular, yet never tiresome noise that comes across like an amalagamation of the No Wave-ish noise rock / post punk abstractions of Spray Paint with a number of similarly genre-fluid crossover acts like the contorted, interlocking garage punk grooves of Uranium Club, Reality Group and Vintage Crop on one hand, the eccentric post punk constructions of acts á la Rolex, Knowso, Meal, Exit Group, early Marbled Eye and Patti on the other. All of it feels way less grating and catchier than you'd expect, propelled ahead with unrestrained drive and concentrated, punctually applied energy.
A bit of a paradox, this record by a Berlin group which, on one hand, feels probably the most quintessentially Berlin-like of anything i've heard this year, yet eludes any straight comparison i could draw to any more-or-less contemporary group of that scene. The best of which that i could come up with are Hyäne, who put out two incredible singles and an equally good LP between 2016-2018, although this shit here feels even more rough, oldschool and primitive, rooted in more of an '80s punk and hardcore background. All of that notwithstanding, i'd also say that fans of groups such as Die Verlierer, Kalte Hand, Maske, Pigeon and Gesture just might get a kick out of this, as there's undeniably at least some sort of a common thread running through all of that stuff.
*edit* In the time-honored tradition of me writing ill-informed stupid fucking shit, it turns out this group ain't from Berlin at all (only their label is) but not too far from my own doorstep instead, somewhere in the wider Ruhr area. No wonder they're this pissed then. Thrilling shit. How am i gonna fuck up next? Stay tuned!
In case the previous LP of this Leipzig/Berlin-based group was a bit too tidy, conventional and well-produced for your taste, then rejoice!... 'cos that new cassette may be right up your alley as a hyperactive and noisy, glorious mess showcasing a band just following their creative whims wherever they may take them in thirty minutes comprised of found-sound interludes, zany bits and jokes and plenty of certified bangers along the way, once again approaching the weirdness and fun of their admittedly kinda hard-to-beat 2022 Estray LP.
I never came across this Copenhagen group before, although they've apparently been around for well over a decade by now. Right out of the gate, their third LP radiates an eerily familiar vibe yet looking a bit closer, there's more goin' on with this record than meets the eye at first glance. While the slight folk- and cowpunk vibes of the openening track call to mind the folk-ish post punk acts Dead Finks, Optic Nerve and the nervous garage punk twitch of Hank Wood & The Hammerheads, i'd say that subsequently, this record settles into an aesthetic blurring the line between straight-up catchy punk rock and a darker post punk feel, similar in one way or another to such groups like Xetas, Red Dons, later Naked Raygun, Warp Lines, Dead Years and Telecult. Also, there's some neat Leatherface-esque guitar work going on here and a melancholic quality that reminds me of shit like The Misanthropes and early The Estranged.
