Though largely reflecting on current themes of our society being overwhelmed with the tribulations and challenges our ever changing hi-tech world keeps throwing at us, the sounds on this NYC artist's most recent cassette feels more like a flashback to the abrasive, confrontational early days of late '70s / early '80s synth- and electro punk, noise and power electronics experimentation in the vein of shit á la Primitive Calculators, Nervous Gender, Screamers, Units or Minimal Man - a noisy bastard more concerned with overwhelming the senses than with nuance or finesse while still coming across surprisingly catchy and hypnotic most of the time.
I'd almost forgotten about this San Francisco group yet here they are following up their impressive 2019 debut album with a new EP showcasing their quirky and inventive sound on the fringes of noise rock, hard- and postcore in a shape both rougher and more refined at the same time, echoing some of the greatest noise-/weirdcore releases of recent years including those by the likes of Warm Bodies, Sniffany & The Nits, Vexx, Dots, Judy & The Jerks or Mystic Inane.
An incredibly self-assured debut tape by a group from Victoria, Canada bursting onto the scene fully formed and mature, bringing to life inventive, haunting and elaborately constructed epics compacted into short, dense hardcore tracks in which they let only the murkiest tendencies of noisy hard-/postcore groups á la Acrylics, Vidro, early Bad Breeding collide with an overall aesthetic branching out deep into the suppressed subconscious, uncanny realms of death rock-/dungeon related or otherwise "blackened" or metal infused noise.
A strong package of catchy weirdo synth punk tunes by that group from Newcastle, Australia who made a great impression already with their songs on a split EP with Cologne's Teo Wise. Its two songs are featured here aswell, in significantly more crunchy recordings - a delightful mid-fi aesthetic somewhat reminiscent of, say, early Nots, Slimex, Toe Ring, Daughter Bat and the Lip Stings.
This thing isn't exactly new at this point, having been self-released last fall on their bandcamp page. It took a cassette edition via Leipzig label U-Bac for me to actually realize its qualities though, which are really no surprise with hindsight as there are folks from polish post-/art-/math punk powerhouses Ukryte Zalety Systemu and Kurws at work here. This promises some smart and beautifully structured chaos and on this record, it comes in droves, calling to mind, along with the aforementioned groups, the occasional flash of Spray Paint or Lithics and even some Faraquet and Swell Maps to boot!
Their recent split tape with Dadgad was plenty of fun already and their newest EP, marking the Roman group's (formerly known as the garage one-man-band Mustard) debut as a full band lineup, dials up the goodness to ridiculous levels with an overall vibe that you might compare to the best moments of fairly melodic garage punk acts á la Liquids, Booji Boys or Erik Nervous, with some added psychedelic/british invasion Vibe akin to, say, the Resonars in the closing track Samurai.
The LA group's second EP via Popular Affliction Records considerably ups their game with a strong bundle of new tunes while staying largely true to their previous sound, applying a curious synthpunk spin to a rough style of garage punk not dissimilar to the likes of Freakees, Launcher, Liposuction and Liquid Assets.
Brilliant new shit from folks who've previously been playing, among others, in Melbourne's infamously abrasive post punk act Sewers as well as the somewhat more accessible, indie rock-leaning outfit Love Of Diagrams. What we get here is once again pretty much off the beaten path, a heavily folk-infused melange in which the americana-drenched punk of, say, Angst collides with some 80s Scientists, a hint of british psychedelia and plenty of paisley underground jangleness - a deep melancholia, at times a little reminiscent of Brisbane's Kitchen's Floor finding its outlet in nonetheless catchy-as-fuck melodies, embedded into a kinda fuzzy, nebulous soundscape. Other times, the melodic post punk of The Estranged comes to mind or the relaxed psychedelic garage- and power pop of White Fence, The Cairo Gang. Other plausible references include more or less recent groups á la Damak, earlier Chronophage, Dead Finks, Refedex and The Molds.
On this record, every new song kinda reminds me of a different bunch of groups which is great really, many of those being australian which is also rarely a bad sign! The opening track, for example contains echoes of The Estranged, Red Dons, Xetas, Civic, a touch of Saints and Birdman. True Method has the sleazy rockin' qualities of Golden Pelicans and something else i can't really put my finger on right now. Throttle has some dumb straight-ahead Feedtime energy to it and the subsequent stretch of songs then has straightforward garage punk á la Ex-Cult, Sauna Youth blending into more melodic garage and power pop shit á la Radioacticity, Bad Sports, Mind Spiders, Bed Wettin' Bad Boys. Potential to Ride shares a similar vibe with psychedelically inclined post punk acts á la Public Eye, Waste Man or Marbled Eye. Finally, the two closing tracks remind me of the simple, undiluted impact of australian powerhouses Split System, Polute, Jackson Reid Briggs and the Heaters. All of this is grounded in unfailing, confident songcraft and compacted into an incredibly tight, certified all-killer LP.
A simply delightful debut LP by this Philadelphia group, brought to us via local label SRA Records. I wanna describe this shit as a mixed bag in the best sense possible, an eccentric repository of slightly cowpunk-infused art punk hovering somewhere between garage- and noise-heavy hardcore shit with a certain KBD-extension somewhat reminiscent of early Electric Chair plus a touch of Soupcans on one hand, and then on the other, there are some ubiquitous echoes to be found of old acts on the intersection of '80s noise rock and proto-grunge like, say, U-Men, Scratch Acid, Volcano Suns, Butthole Surfers, Minutemen, Saccharine Trust, Feedtime and very early Meat Puppets, just to name a couple of the most obvious references.
