Flat Worms - Antarctica

Al­ready a hand­ful of re­leas­es in­to their discog­ra­phy, we kin­da know what to ex­pect from a new Flat Worms record by now. How­ev­er, that doesn't mean they're stand­ing still ex­act­ly. Rather, with every new re­lease they man­aged to fo­cus on and ex­pand up­on a cer­tain facet of their garage-, psy­che­del­ic- and fuzz punk sound, keep­ing things fresh and in­ter­est­ing at all times. This time, record­ing with Steve Al­bi­ni at Elec­tri­cal Au­dio, the re­sult does not on­ly show Albini's trade­mark son­ic char­ac­ter­is­tics, but al­so their over­all sound seems to em­brace some of his lega­cy as a pro­duc­er au­dio en­gi­neer, veer­ing in­to a dis­tinct­ly noise rock/​postcore di­rec­tion that, once again, was al­ways sub­tly present on their pre­vi­ous records but nev­er as much on dis­play as here and might be com­pared to con­tem­po­rary bands like Meat Wave, Metz or USA Nails. Oth­er small but pleas­ant sur­pris­es come in the form of the ti­tle track - a garage jam you could al­most de­scribe as re­laxed - as well as the 90s in­die rock vibes in Mar­ket Forces.

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Fucking - Superior Firepower

It took a while for new ma­te­r­i­al of these Min­neapo­lis punks to sur­face af­ter their first two in­cred­i­ble 7"s. I'm glad to say though, that their unique mix of chaot­ic hard-/garage-/post-/weird­core lost none of its spark and their re­fresh­ing dis­re­gard for com­mon genre tropes and con­ven­tions is on full dis­play here, mak­ing for an­oth­er five glo­ri­ous min­utes of noise, just as i've come to ex­pect from this group.

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Eugh - The Most Brilliant Man Alive

While we're at it, speak­ing of Kitchen Peo­ple and Warttman Inc., here's an­oth­er blast of synth punk in­san­i­ty by some Kitchen Peo­ple-af­fil­i­at­ed so­lo project, bear­ing ob­vi­ous sim­i­lar­i­ties to Warttman acts like Set-Top Box and Re­search Re­ac­tor Corp., with maybe a bit of Dig­i­tal Leather or Trash­dog sprin­kled in from time to time.

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Kitchen People - Planet Perth

The mighty Warttman gang's newest re­cruits are Kitchen Peo­ple who have al­ready done a few re­leas­es be­fore, al­though - let's be hon­est here - none of those has been quite as rip­ping as their newest EP of ap­pro­pri­ate­ly weird, quirky muteant garage-/synth punk. These dudes should fit in com­fort­ably with the rest of Warttman's fucked up bunch.

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Taulard - Dans La Plaine

Six years have passed now since Taulard of Greno­ble, France put out their ut­ter­ly en­chant­i­ng, oth­er­world­ly de­but al­bum Les Abor­ds Du Ly­cée. Even af­ter such a long time, there's still no oth­er Band quite like them and their gui­tar-less, or­gan-cen­tric, deeply melan­choly and ec­cen­tric (post-)punk sound that on pa­per looks like it could nev­er work, but some­how it does.

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Knowso - Psychological Garden

Cleve­land, Ohio's Know­so al­ready had 7"s out on both To­tal Punk and Neck Chop Records in the past, which kind of amounts to the ul­ti­mate seal of qual­i­ty in today's garage land­scape. Their newest EP con­tiues all the good­ness and care­ful­ly branch­es out from there. At times they re­mind of a mix be­tween Nag, more re­cent Use­less Eaters and Con­stant Mon­grel. Oth­er times i can draw par­al­lels to the weirdo post punk of Pat­ti or the un­ruly noise-/garage hy­brids of Brandy and Hash Redac­tor - boiled down to their bare skele­ton. Al­so, Turn­ing Point has some Wire thing go­ing on and you know that kind of shit will al­ways be ap­pre­ci­at­ed here.

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CB Radio Gorgeous - CB Radio Gorgeous 7"

Some­how i must've over­looked this Chica­go quartet's first EP two years ago… got­ta catch up on that now, since their new 7" im­me­di­ate­ly won me over with its first-rate blend of some­what garage- and hard­core-in­fused no-fuss punk rock not too far off from Neg­a­tive Scan­ner (whose des­ig­nat­ed gui­tar user Matt Re­vers is al­so among the per­pe­tra­tors at work here), Vexx and round­ed off by a mea­sured dose of Amyl & The Snif­fers-es­que '77 style riff­ing.

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Two Mixtapes

For a brief mo­ment i al­most made my­self be­lieve i could eas­i­ly cach up with that huge, part­ly self-in­duced blog­ging back­log. Guess what? Not gonna hap­pen. Tape deck ro­bot to the res­cue! Here's an­oth­er 150 min­utes of stan­dard­ized 12XU fare, a lot of which i didn't man­age to post here. Al­so for the first time in the C-60 de­part­ment: New Tape! New as in new­ly man­u­fac­tured. In France, to be spe­cif­ic, us­ing some se­cret sauce from the old BASF cook­book. Way to go!

Verspannungskassette #04 (Type 1 Covid-90)

Side A
Tracklist:

Dead Cells Bell
Li­iek Dy­na­mite
Ra­dio Sect Doc­tor
Sec­tar­i­an Bloom Gone
Con­stant In­sult Va­can­cies
Co-ed Trench­es
Spam Risk Akaname
Melk­bel­ly Mr. Co­da
Home Coun­ties Re­de­vel­op­ment
Prac­tice Wife The Good Guys Al­ways Win
Toss­er Bent Out
Stuck Plank I
Shove No Through Road
Joust­ing The God Es­trus
Gouge Away Con­sid­er
Clamm Key­stone Pols
Ohmns Dece Bece Crece

Side B
Tracklist:

The Cow­boy Do Your Best
Hank Wood and the Ham­mer­heads Look at You
Bed­wet­ters Anony­mous High Strange­ness
The Worms Dave is Dead
Nuts Psy­chother­a­py
Neu­trals Hitler's In The Charts Again
Jack­son Reid Brig­gs & The Heaters Knock It Down
Vaguess Strip Mall Sav­ior
Dumb Doc­tors Prozac Rock
Per­son­al­i­ty Cult Sharp Edges
Datenight I Hate This Game
Abort­ed Tor­toise Vi­o­lent Con­sumers
The Mark Vod­ka Group You've Got to Split
Heavy Lar­ry Use It Or Lose It
P.R.N.D.L. Taffy The Welsh­man
R.M.F.C. Work­er
Les Posters Agree To Dis­agree
Mi­cro­dos­er Killing Time
The Chats Iden­ti­ty Theft
The Fur Coats Dew­claws to the Dawn
Kalle Hy­gien Ab­solute Bomber
Shrinkwrap Killers Stolen Elec­tron­ics To Shove Up Your Ass
Ditch­es Did We Try
Cuir Syn­th­punk At­ti­tude
The G.V.B. Youth

Verspannungskassette #04 (Type 1 Covid-60)

Side A
Tracklist:

Man-eaters Foreplay/​Lessons on Love (for the Re­cent­ly Mu­tat­ed)
Re­peat Of­fend­er Con Job
Shit Blimp Hey Man
Launch­er John­ny Thun­ders Memo­r­i­al Ser­vice /​/​ Jack­pot
Liq­uid As­sets Mutt
Chu­pa Cabra Vi­o­lent Urges
Moron's Mo­rons Rate Your Teacher
Terms Of En­dear­ment I Saw A Ghost
Psykik Vy­lence 3
An­ti­bod­ies Every­body Fuckin Hates Me
BIB Boil­ing Point
Pisse Draußen Zuhause
Das Drip Sec­ond Guess­es
Iso­tope Soap New World Bore­dom
The Vi­o­lent Thing Slow Leak
AR-15 Fleece
Fre­on Cri­sis Abort­ed
Dis­cov­ery Noth­ing
Cold Feet Not Again
Hot­mom Hell Is for the Chris­tians
Adder­all Worm (Us)

Side B
Tracklist:

P22 Endling Cho­rus For The Ter­mi­narch
Donors Al­ways Some­times Nev­er
Vidro Sverige Brin­ner
The Mon­sters I'm a Stranger to Me
Li­po­suc­tion Gig Econ­o­my
Freaks A Small Amount of Ec­sta­cy
Grim­ly Form­ing Street Deal­er
S.H.I.T. Eras­er III
Sabré 100 Years
Smut Cum In­side
Laffing Gas Same Cy­cle
Liq­uids Dumb As Fuck
Fried e/​M Mod­ern World
Mod­ern Needs In­ver­te­brate
Dee Bee Rich Com­fort
Re­search Re­ac­tor Corp. Body Is A Beaker
Set-Top Box Nor­mal Guy

Das Drip - _​

Sad to hear that not long af­ter their genre-de­fy­ing/de­stroy­ing/­fuck­ing/de­con­struct­ing/­ex­plod­ing al­bum of last year, this EP is al­ready the swan song of North Carolina's hottest ad­dress in con­tem­po­rary hard­core. So take this last chance to mar­vel at Das Drip's am­bi­tious hardcore/​postcore/​artcore/​weirdcore… cer­tain­ly nev­er bor­ing­core.

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Donors - Donors

Now this one's a cu­ri­ous beast. Nashville group Donors al­ready won my at­ten­tion two years ago with their first EP and a some­what more con­ven­tion­al mix of garage- and post punk, but this is a dif­fer­ent lev­el of weird­ness al­to­geth­er, as they in­fuse their sound with in­creas­ing amounts of dis­so­nant no wave hav­oc and pro­to noise rock á la Flip­per, No Trend. What in the world could i com­pare this stuff to? Tyvek or Con­stant Mon­grel reimag­ined as a no wave act? Spray Paint as a garage band? I'm not en­tire­ly sure what they ac­tu­al­ly set out to do but there's no doubt they're suc­ceed­ing with fly­ing col­ors. Just when you thought you made sense of the whole thing, the clos­ing track Fine Print man­ages to sur­prise once again by adding some Haunt­ed Hors­es-style in­dus­tri­al fla­vor to the mix.

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