Britain's most awesome DIY melodic post punk / power pop group of our time has yet another digital single out and you already guessed it: It's the greatest thing in the world ever - six-and-a-half minutes of pure ecstatic bliss and by the way, what have y'all been doing all the fucking time because in a just world, these folks would be on top of everything selling out fucking arenas. Also, why the hell hasn't there been some compilation LP on Drunken Sailor or Erste Theke or Total Punk or whatever yet? It's about fucking time i'd say. Argh, everyone out there can be so goddamn useless sometimes…
This Madison, Wisconsin duo's second LP delivers more of their very own brand of moderately Devo-fied, catchy little Garage-, Post Punk and Power Pop constructs with some added Wire-esque moments. What still came across as a bit samey and overpowering on the first record has gained a lot in class and maturity on this one - not least thanks to tons more variety - calling to mind groups as diverse as Powerplant, Andy Human & The Reptoids, Nick Normal, Smirk, Deletions, Why Bother?, Isotope Soap and Erik Nervous.
A kickass mixture of straightforward, melancholy post- and garage punk melodicism on this Minneapolis group's debut tape. Most of all this reminds me of a mix between early Nervosas, Red Dons, The Estranged and Daylight Robbery, but even a hint of Volcano Suns, Moving Targets and the occasional smidge of Clumsy-era Samiam can be found in here. Also friends of Telecult, Short Days and Cheap Whine will sure get a kick out of this!
The long-playing debut of this group from Marseille, France - originally self-released in 2021 and recently reissued by Lyon label Echo Canyon - is a bottomless well of outrageously catchy power pop gems brought to the next level by rock-solid songwriting chops. I'm reminded of a full wealth of contemporary household names like Tommy and the Commies, Warm Soda, Radioactivity, Mr. Teenage, Corner Boys, Bad Sports or Patsy's Rats.
An impeccable run of catchy-as-fuck melodic garage- and synth punk tunes on this neat cassette by a group of unknown origin. This has more than just a little of a Lost Sounds vibe to it with further bits and pieces evoking such goodness as Stalins Of Sounds, Teledrome, Kid Chrome, Sex Mex, Jean Mignon and Silicone Values.
Our weekly taste of catchy & funky, egg-related Lo-Fi garage-/synth punk weirdness comes courtesy of some Melbourne dude or group and might be compared in only the most fovorable fashion to the likes of Prison Affair, Nuts, Set-Top Box and Beer. Love it!
On their kickass debut LP, Hamburg group Night Punch present a tight-as-fuck melange of slightly goth-leaning, horror-themed garage-, synth- and post punk that sometimes cranks its tempo up into hardcore spheres, other times being reminiscent of a basic Spits formula spiked with plenty of surprises and unexpected flourishes for an overall equally quirky and dark aesthetic which is sure to please dark punk-, death rock- and dungeon aficinados all the same. Further possible references would be a number of garage- and synth punk acts like The Gobs, Liquid Face, Shrinkwrap Killers, Broken Prayer, Droids Blood, Isotope Soap, the unfiltered thrust of Exwhite, maybe even a hint of Acrylics in the rougher patches.
A strong package of catchy weirdo synth punk tunes by that group from Newcastle, Australia who made a great impression already with their songs on a split EP with Cologne's Teo Wise. Its two songs are featured here aswell, in significantly more crunchy recordings - a delightful mid-fi aesthetic somewhat reminiscent of, say, early Nots, Slimex, Toe Ring, Daughter Bat and the Lip Stings.
Their recent split tape with Dadgad was plenty of fun already and their newest EP, marking the Roman group's (formerly known as the garage one-man-band Mustard) debut as a full band lineup, dials up the goodness to ridiculous levels with an overall vibe that you might compare to the best moments of fairly melodic garage punk acts á la Liquids, Booji Boys or Erik Nervous, with some added psychedelic/british invasion Vibe akin to, say, the Resonars in the closing track Samurai.
The LA group's second EP via Popular Affliction Records considerably ups their game with a strong bundle of new tunes while staying largely true to their previous sound, applying a curious synthpunk spin to a rough style of garage punk not dissimilar to the likes of Freakees, Launcher, Liposuction and Liquid Assets.
