Consisting of a mix of previously released songs, some re-recordings, a couple new tunes and a Misfits cover, this tape is so far the most accomplished release of this dude from Concord, California who's operating comfortably within some well-established contemporary garage punk parameters of the clearly eggy kind - fans of (solo) Erik Nervous, Nuts, Prison Affair, Set-Top Box or Metdog will surely approve of this shit.
While i couldn't quite warm up to the previous EP of Sydney's Nasty Party, with their newest release they really hit the spot once again just like their did with their brilliant debut EP. Treading in somewhat similar territory to Mekons- and Television Personalities-worshipping groups á la Suburban Homes, Silicone Values or Proto Idiot, they round things off with a strong Buzzcocks flavor.
Just like its predecessor, this new tape by Cosme from Ciudad López Mateos, Mexico is a thoroughly joyful ride. While the opening track goes all-in with its synth wave vibes and the closer dabbles in a bit of hardcore, the two middle tracks continue the first tape's approach of garage- and fuzz punk with that sugary synthesizer coating on top. All of that works out just beautifully.
After their more power pop-leaning debut EP, the first full length of this Cleveland group featuring Nervosas' Mickey Marie on guitar and vocals, while not a exactly departure from their previous record, expands their color palette quite a bit. Overall the vibe here is more grim and melancholy, steering closer to moody yet melodic post punk territory with a distinct Wipers influence while once again proving their stunning ability at crafting catchy and unique hooks. Of more recent bands, you might consider them in a loosely related Orbit to groups like The Estranged and Daylight Robbery.
These Nashville garage punks' latest EP continues the strong cowpunk vibes that took center stage roughly since their Rides Again EP, this time making a much stronger case for their vision though, thanks to a much improved song substance and a super tight performance, which ain't all that surprising once you learn that at least in their current incarnation, these appear to be the exact same dudes otherwise known as Safety Net. The two middle tracks Barn Burner and The Plan then again have a bit of a Flat Worms or - quite fittingly - The Cowboy feel to them.
A new LP by Belly Jelly aka Sean Alberts of Skull Cult, Dummy & QQQL fame (…and not of Safety Net, as i wrongly suspected at some point) always means a fresh new caffeine rush as he adds his trademark Skull Cult insanity to a breed of synth- and garage punk bearing at least some resemblance to household names of the Ausmuteants, Isotope Soap, Andy Human & The Reptoids, Research Reactor Corp., Erik Nervous or Useless Eaters variety.
While this canadian dude's previous EP was plenty of fun already, his newest one is even better. Eccentric and at times rather kinky garage punk this is, kinda like a more laid-back Erik Nervous or Liquids with some Modern Lovers-esque proto punk vibes or a more energetic variant of the recent Peace De Résistance album. Then again, Who? comes across as kind of a goth/dark wave/dance punk hybrid, which he also manages to pull off smoothly.
Fun DIY punk shit by some dude based in Marmora, New Jersey, oscillating between the poles of electrically driven garage- /synth punk and bizarro post punk with some quirky, over-the top goth stylings. Think of a mix between S.B.F., Set-Top Box, Stalins of Sound or early Kid Chrome… fans of The Spits or Isotope Soap shouldn't miss out on this as well.
This San Francisco group just delivered a stunningly confident debut LP made up of smart post punk and postcore, bursting with elaborate, dramaturgically dense song structures, tightly interlocking grooves and arrangements. In the contemporary landscape you might compare bits and pieces of this record to an expansive cluster of groups like Batpiss, Meat Wave, Bloody Gears, Stuck, Bench Press, Noughts, Lithics or Tunic. Going a bit further back in time, you might aswell recognize the obligatory bit of Drive Like Jehu, Fugazi or Jawbox, even find some Wire-esque flourishes in there if you just listen closely enough.
Dungeon punk's chief ambassadors bestow upon us the gift of three new battle cries and oh boy, are they getting more epic, determined, elaborate and ridiculous with each release… and i'm all down for it!