Don't expect too many surprises from the newest Vintage Crop LP but expect plenty of goodness nonetheless, following that certain garage punk formula the Melbourne group certainly did their part to establish in tandem with fellow acts such as Pinch Points, Dumb, Uranium Club and Aborted Tortoise, of which they deliver a slightly more straightforward and catchy variant here, also containing some occational traces of stuff like Patti, Parquet Courts or Institute. The two standouts here are the slower jams Impact of Wisdom and The Bloody War in which their songwriting qualities really get to shine, the latter one also carrying a melancholy, distinctly wire-esque vibe.
Black Lizard Killfire Phaselicker Make Deaf Telesatan I Am Weak Academy Order Victuals Pigeon Permanet Quest Cult Objects Sea Foam Soft Shoulder Old Kinds of Kicks
Ambulanz Family O.R.C Donkey The Black Gloves Prototemplate Lassie Onkel Maik Doc Flippers Terrible II Lithics Nature Observation Poem
The Clue Panasonic Cluttered Grotto Nasal Spray 3D & The Holograms VR Execution Nohzdyve Sweet Dreams Dumpster Rats Rabid Klint Brahmsea Snooper Town Topic Fried E/M Lifestyle Creep Exxxon Connoco Android Not By Faith But By Sight
XUI Xui S.H.I.T. The War On You Scab Breath Give Me My Gun Back OK Satán Looks Like Shit Brundle Dial Tone The Executed Shock State Grawlixes Fatal Wanking The Uglies Wish My Life Was Movie Life Forms Complex Green/Blue Away
From some uncertain place in Bavaria, Germany comes this beauty of an EP meddling in a fittingly nebulous, fuzz-laden genre spectrum between garage- and acid punk, psych- and space rock. A required listen for, among others, connoisseurs of noise in the vein of Destruction Unit, Osees, Super-X, Hamer, Ounce, Faux Ferocious or Draggs.
I rarely get too exited about the current generation of shoegaze-related groups, who for the most part seem perfectly content with just creating a pleasant soundscape to fall asleep to and soon forget about. This Paris group, however, does not only have the sonics, but also the drive and the hooks to make it stick, finding kind of a workable middle ground between the obvious golden-era Shoegaze acts (especially a strong Bailter Space vibe going on here), some early Sarah Records pop and more recent noise pop examples of the Gold Bears, Seablite or Flyying Colours variety.
The newest EP of Rhode Island one-man-band Germ House aka Justin Hubbard carries another strong batch of songs in their trademark juxtaposition of rustic post punk abstraction and a folky undercurrent. Especially in the first half, these songs feel a tad more developed than usual this time while still retaining their overall quirkiness and their minimalist, fragmentary charme.
Seven more inches of undiluted greatness from Berlin post punk stalwarts Pigeon. The a-side is a turbocharged stremroller just as catchy as it's abrasive while the b-side track goes a more cumbersome, slow and stubborn route to a no less pulverizing effect.
I'm sure everyone's already taken notice, but i can't leave that one out here, a new release by the only german punk group i've ever heard of. In a nutshell, Pisse are still very much Pisse (and yes, that is indeed the german word for piss), their jet of yellow liquid still being very precisely focused on the various processes and phenomena involved in the gradual crushing of the human soul in that society of ours while not sparing the punk scene their due amount of ridicule either. Their music on the fringes of post- and garage punk ain't nothing to be embarrassed about either, even in the closing track Favorit, which drags some Suicide-esque synth minimalism through a decidedly german schlager hell.
