Whoosh! The second EP by Stockholm group Wails holds yet another perfectly solid batch of noise-infused high-octane straightforward garage punk tracks, a sound somewhere inbetween the sonic virtues of powerhouses such as The Cowboy, Sauna Youth, Ex-Cult and True Sons Of Thunder.
Pretty awesome noisecore shit is flushing out the ear canals on this debut EP by a group with members strewn all across Berlin, Leipzig and Bonn. This certainly has some touches of Acrylics, Vulture Shit, Soupcans and Stinkhole... or maybe of an alternate universe incarnation of No Trend, Flipper and Broken Talent played at triple speed.
Roughly four years after their last sign of life we quite unexpectedly get another fine EP from this Vancouver group, who pulled off a flawless first EP in 2016/17, followed by a somewhat disappointing, slightly undercooked second effort. On this one, however, they're back in their zone and alternate between two excellent in-your-face rippers and another pair of slower, more melancholic songs demanding a bit more patience from the listener but culminating in a worthy payoff. As before, they remind me a lot of a more melancholic, subdued and melodic incarnation of Rank Xerox, Sarcasm or Sievehead.
Speaking of the devil… here's the latest venture of the mighty Warttman empire and it's yet another beauty to behold. Four rough gems of catchy garage punk and power pop that, of all the Warttman-related groups, reminds me most of R.F.M.C. and Satanic Togas, albeit with a certain southern rock (in this particular case… southern what, actually??) bent bearing some similarity to what you heard on early Sheer Mag EPs.
Not only do Warttman-affiliated australians Research Reactor Corp. and Barcelona's Prison Affair have a lot in common in terms of their Lo-Fi garage aesthetics, but also both of them had earlier EPs reissued by Erste Theke Tonträger at some point. Thus, it makes perfect sense for them to join forces on this kick-ass new split-EP on ETT that once again is guaranteed to satisfy connoisseurs of all the finer things inside the realm of weird-ass yet catchy-as-hell garage punk goodness.