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Having put out a pair of already quite impressive LPs in '22/'23, the third longplayer of this Hamilton, Ontario act really nails it this time. Following a brief ironic metal-ish intro, right out of the gate The Glove radiates a vibe of MX-80, Chrome and Metal Urbain plus just the slightest touch of The Cramps. This is some first rate fuzz-/garage-/space punk shit right here, weird enogh to keep you on your toes yet also sophisticated enough to keep you engaged, with just the right amount of ear candy sprinkled in like in Corpus Earthling Meets The Counter Culture, where a well-worn catchy standard punk riff gets the over-the top fuzz-excess treatment. Other times and especially in the first couple of tracks, there's some weird Hawkwind-goes-hair/glam metal energy going on. Just as well though, you might find similar sonic texture in a diffuse cluster of current acts such as Zoids, Thee Hearses, Monoburro, Mateo Manic, Mononegatives or Silicon Heartbeat.
Okay, what have we got here… a London group made up of members of 2010s garage punk mainstays Sauna Youth and Cold Pumas, carrying the seal of quality of the ever-reliable powerhouse labels Feel It Records and Upset The Rhythm… What could possibly go right? Everything, dummy! Sounding unlike any of the aforementioned groups, their debut LP contains some of the most elegant and well-rounded post punk you're gonna hear this year with some echoes of Pylon and Delta 5, occasional flashes of Television and the early works of Soft Boys and XTC. Equally though, you could at times compare them to more recent groups like Sweeping Promises, Spread Joy or Bodega. Throughout, this has a new wave-ish quality without ever becoming too saccharine or smoothed-out - to the contrary, there's quite a bit of edge and contour to these tracks, counterbalanced by a lot of warmth and melody to their songs and arrangements, best exemplified by a bunch of catchy quasi-ballads like Peg or Elsie.
Now that's some wild shit from Tübingen, Germany. Breakneck speeds meet extremely catchy hooks and melodies, coming together in a buzzsaw audio aesthetic that sits uncomfortably wedged right inbwteween the sonic worlds of equally melodic and eccentric hardcore acts such as Hippyfuckers, Everyone Is Alone Sometimes, Pink Guitars and the more garage-/egg-leaning high-speed punk attacks of The Gobs, Exwhite, Spewed Brain, Witch Piss or 3D & The Holograms.
Brandon Monkey Fingers of St. John's, Canada feel kinda out of place in this day and age and y'all know i'm a sucker for that kind of shit. Their debut album covers a sonic range somewhere inbetween oldschool fuzz punk, '80s and '90s (proto-) grunge and indie rock seasoned with just a hint of sludge-y Amphetamine Reptile-style noise rock flourishes. Among the old guard, you might consider U-Men and early Mudhoney among their spiritual ancestors or the rougher ends of the Sebadoh sonic spectrum. Of more recent ocurrences, i'd name Dog Date and Hellco as possible references as well as early Pale Angels or a less melodic California X. Darth Vader's Boner carries a similar vibe of garage-infused noise rock to The Cowboy and Flat Worms. H.M.P. sounds a bit as if contemporary noise rockers like Metz, John (timestwo), Greys or Vangas got imbued with heavy overtones of Angst-esque psych folk while Norbit has quite some Dinosaur Jr. and Cloud Nothings energy under the hood on its way to a '90s Weezer-esque melodic conclusion.
Yeah, it's yet another record by that ominous figure which i'm just gonna call "that Indiana dude" from here on 'cos he also goes by a ton of other pseudonyms which i'm not gonna bore you with this time. You know what to expect and he delivers once again - that means more of these minimalist but precise and deadly blows on a sliding scale between hardcore- and garage punk. If anything's changing with this dude's music, it's that his records just keep getting better!
This group based in Alicante and Valencia, Spain (previously also known as Disli on their first EP) certainly has upped their game on their newest EP via Flexidiscos, on which comparatively simplistic bursts of hard- and postcore alternate with more elaborate post punk constructions - you never know what's gonna happen just one song later. All the while, songs like the über-hymn Glamur Interior skillfully counterbalance that trait with plenty of catchy melodic undercurrent and there's even a touch of Wire-esque psychedelia on the closing track Calambre Exquisito. The opening track, on the other hand, has a bit of a Sauna Youth vibe to it while overall, you might catch some echoes of bands like Pyrex, Waste Man, Sievehead, Tube Alloys, Corker, Rank/Xerox or Criminal Code.
This chilean group or solo project just put out a kickass EP mande up of simple and effective shit-fi garage punk rippers that kinda appear predestined for a release on Goodbye Boozy (not saying that's gonna happen, only that it should) where it would fit comfortably inbetween the collected insanities by the likes of 208, Zoids and Silicon Heartbeat.
Painters Tapes has never disappointed and neither does their newest release, the debut Cassingle of this duo delivering two of the most explosive lo-fi rippers of classic oldschool Detroit-style garage punk i've heard in a while. Nothing more, nothing less.
This Varese, Italy group follows up a fun demo from two years ago with an even stronger digital two-track single. Go Skate evokes the pounding electro punk aesthetics of, say, Spyroids, Freak Genes, O-D-EX or the most recent Shrudd EP. H82W8 then has more of a fluffy garage pop vibe much in the vein of groups such as Slimex, Daughter Bat and the Lip Stings, Ghoulies, Gee Tee and Busted Head Racket, among many others.
