The restless Leipzig scene is at it again with this neat new tape of moderately egg-ish garage punk goodness that fits neatly inside established genre parameters but excells nonetheless by the sheer strength and consistency of its underlying song material as well as a sleazy hard-rockin’ edge and a healthy propulsion that reminds me of older shit roughly in the vein of early Kid Chrome or S.B.F.. This shit ain’t trying anything new but it strikes all the right nerves with me and the thing is just packed with hits, plain and simple.
Wow, a new Eye Ball EP running over four minutes… that feels totally epic after their previous Of The Northern Americas EP spat three songs at us in just under a minute. Anyway, these four tunes have all the unpredictable, chaotic brilliance you’ve come to love about this group, combining an unwavering knack for catchy, melodic tunes with a fuzzed-out lo-fi sound that just seems tailor-made for their brief fuzz pop song explosions.
A steady trickle of new tunes on their bandcamp page already suggested that something new was coming our way from this indispensable pillar of the 2010s garage punk scene, yet it still feels very much out of the blue the way this new LP, their first after roughly a decade, got unceremoniously dropped on bandcamp digitally without warning, a vinyl release via Total Punk to follow sometime later. Also there’s the question hanging over this, after their triumphant return as a touring act last year, as to how much Useless Eaters are actually functioning as a band on this record as there’s this heavily electronic, homegrown quality to these recordings, making heavy use of classic dub production techniques, synths and sampled drums and an otherwise quite guitar-centric sound that kinda suggests this is Seth Sutton fucking around in the studio solo. Not that it matters much. This is a fascinating record presenting an otherworldly mirror version of Useless Eaters, quite familiar in many aspects but also a bit of a reimagining of their sound, very much unlike anything they’ve done before in its abstract, cold abrasiveness, a distinct industrial feel to these tunes that exceeds even the most out-there moments of in their previous discography.
Just as unexpected came the release a couple days earier by G2K, a group which i think is a collaboration between Sutton and Sal Go of Washington group Sexfaces. Anyway, these four tunes act as a neat companion piece to the Useless Eaters record, sharing quite a bit of its production aesthetics but otherwise dabbling in a way more raw and primitive oldschool garage-, art- and proto punk-influenced sound enveloped in that familiar layer of spaced-out haze.
In a week marked by unexpected bandcamp drops, here’s another one of those coming our way via the bandcamp page of Austin, Texas group Chronophage. As far as i can tell Providers appear to be a NYC-based group and the sonic parameters of their spanish language tunes are a curious mixture of quite pronounced Oi!-influences on one hand but have just as much of a mid-eighties punk and indie-/college rock quality that calls to mind groups as diverse as classic Hüsker Dü, late Naked Raygun, Dinosaur Jr., Angst and Replacements, their melodies and arrangements charged with a sense of melancholy that feels as typical of that era as it’s also reminiscent of that brief moment in the early 2010s when a number of acts like Milk Music, Happy Diving and California X led to a short-lived resurgence of that particular sound, while at other moments you can find some echoes of the melodic fuzz punk and noise pop of that same era and groups like Male Bonding, Joanna Gruesome, No Age or Wavves.
A neat new EP by this Harrisburg, Pennsylvania dude who has already amassed a good amount of clutter on his bandcamp, though honestly nothing he’s done before has quite the spark of his newest EP which excells in four flawless examples of timeless no-frills (garage) punk songwriting. Self-described as first wave punk revival, i’ll beg to differ and say that, despite a very slight ’77 undercurrent here, these tunes reek way more of the 2000s and ’10s garage punk eras, clearly echoing the likes of, say, solo Jay Reatard, Dark Thoughts and most of all, early Liquids among many others.
This South Carolina group’s previous This Has To Be Hell EP didn’t quite cut it for me yet but this more consistent and fleshed-out successor now is sure worth a post here, a kinda weird bastard inbetween somewhat eggpunk-ish synth squeaks and fuzzed-out space punk of the Corpus Earthling and Zoids variety with nothing terribly new or smart happening here but their staunch dedication to its simple formula just sells this shit for me.
The 2025 Modern Tension EP by this London, Ontario group, grown out of the ashes of the psychedelic garage- and post punk sensation Mononegatives. was already a quite promising, if still inconsistent mess of a record. These two new tunes now show some significant progress as evidenced by a more fleshed-out approach to their songcraft and a more deliberate, well-balanced sound increasingly leaning away from the garage punk attacks of yesteryear and way heavier into the melodic post punk vibes for an aesthetic that feels just as hazy and spaced-out as the old Mononegatives records while also forging its own, distinct path forward that may actually have have some surface-level similarities to current post punk acts of the Corker, Marbled Eye and Tube Alloys variety.
