Excellent shit emanating out of some cellar in Bremen, Germany. This group’s own make of propulsive garage punk plays out a bit like a mixture of more or less hardcore-infused acts like Vexx, Warm Bodies, Fugitive Bubble, Sniffany and the Nits, Warp, Skin Tags and Dots on one hand, heavier egg-leaning groups á la Cel Ray, Snooper, Prison Affair, Autobahns and Beer on the other.
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Having already released a whole ass full of nifty EPs and splits neatly fitting in with much of the the current eggpunk mold, their previous one recently marked a notable departure into a rougher, fuzzed-out aesthetic form. The newest release by this group based in Rome, Italy feels like a successful integration of both tendencies, sharing a similar quality to weirdo tunes by the likes of Die TV, Electric Prawns 2, Temporary Curse and recent Erik Nervous.
The time between the years is – as far as punk rock is concerned – usually defined by those rather tiny and more obscure nuggets, scraps and crumbs that randomly pop up. Same thing this year, so here’s a little roundup of some of the curious little short-playing treats that washed up in the last few weeks.
London’s Rifle already delighted with two excellent EPs before and their newest one is another full-on blast inbetween the worlds of garage punk, postcore and old KBD-related noise somewhat reminiscent of groups as diverse as Ascot Stabber, early Golden Pelicans, Mystic Inane, Launcher and Rolex.
Madrid group Raya, whose debut EP a couple already left me impressed a couple months ago, has another two-track single out now and guess what, it’s yet another excellent burst of quirky garage-/eggpunk most reminiscent of other spanish acts like Pringue, Finale and Prison Affair but also international bands like Beer, Set-Top Box and Gremlin.
Vacation from Cincinnati have long proven to be a treasure trove of high-octane songcraft in the realms of Power Pop, oldschool Indie Rock, Garage- and Fuzz Punk and their track on a new split single is another high-caliber weapon in their arsenal. The other track by Madison, Wisconsin post punkers Whippets is also really fucking good, reminding me a lot of canadian groups Dead Cells and that recent Psychbike LP.
Another high-class gem comes to us in the form of a new 7″ by Perth group Pleasants who set off another two explosions of simple and confident power pop that admirers of the likes of Teen Line, Bad Sports, Tommy and the Commies, Mr. Teenage or Corner Boys shouldn’t miss.
Speaking of catchy tunes, english group Cream Soda have two more of those on their debut 7″ via Spinout Nuggets. They have equal amounts of both a Buzzcocks- and Television Personalities-energy to them or alternately, you might name old US underground acts like Broken Talent or more recent shit like Britain’s The Suburban Homes and Silicone Values, Australia’s Nasty Party or earlier stuff of canadian greats Neutrals as reasonably valid references.
And finally, there’s another high quality bit of heavy metal-infused fun from Austin’s Ninth Circle. It’s been an interesting last few years as i actually wouldn’t have thought – having lived through the embarrassing, metalcore-infested period from the late ’90s to ’00s – that the marriage of punk and metal-related sounds would ever produce any more offspring i could get behind, being forever tainted by the era’s blunt moshing and cringy display of hypermasculine rage. But here i am in the 2020s, regularly finding much delight in metal-ish sounds from bands that aren’t necessarily named Poison Ruïn. Having ignored the metal industrial complex for a long time, i’m severely impaired when it comes to naming any references so i’m just ganna say these two songs fucking rip and that’s all you need to know anyway.
So, that’s it for this year. As usual i’m gonna take a 2-3 weeks long vacation from blogging and you’ll hear back from me when next year’s release machine gets into gear again. See you in whatever depressing abomination the year 2025 is shaping up to be.
Having previously come into my view with a fun and quirky debut EP in 2021 as well as a somewhat strained sounding second one in 2023, the group from Krakow, Poland now delivers some of their most well-rounded and beefy blasts of moderately insane, always unpredictable garage- and eggpunk goodness which at one point or another evokes comparisons to such genre greats as Prison Affair, Finale, Beer, Goblin Daycare, Autobahns and even a hint of Snooper is hiding beneath all the the clutter and mayhem.
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Quality shit as usual from the ever-reliable spanish post punk stronghold Flexidiscos. On their debut LP, this Valencia group conjures up quite the storm of smart and angular, yet never tiresome noise that comes across like an amalagamation of the No Wave-ish noise rock / post punk abstractions of Spray Paint with a number of similarly genre-fluid crossover acts like the contorted, interlocking garage punk grooves of Uranium Club, Reality Group and Vintage Crop on one hand, the eccentric post punk constructions of acts á la Rolex, Knowso, Meal, Exit Group, early Marbled Eye and Patti on the other. All of it feels way less grating and catchier than you’d expect, propelled ahead with unrestrained drive and concentrated, punctually applied energy.
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A bit of a paradox, this record by a Berlin group which, on one hand, feels probably the most quintessentially Berlin-like of anything i’ve heard this year, yet eludes any straight comparison i could draw to any more-or-less contemporary group of that scene. The best of which that i could come up with are Hyäne, who put out two incredible singles and an equally good LP between 2016-2018, although this shit here feels even more rough, oldschool and primitive, rooted in more of an ’80s punk and hardcore background. All of that notwithstanding, i’d also say that fans of groups such as Die Verlierer, Kalte Hand, Maske, Pigeon and Gesture just might get a kick out of this, as there’s undeniably at least some sort of a common thread running through all of that stuff.
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In the time-honored tradition of me writing ill-informed stupid fucking shit, it turns out this group ain’t from Berlin at all (only their label is) but not too far from my own doorstep instead, somewhere in the wider Ruhr area. No wonder they’re this pissed then. Thrilling shit. How am i gonna fuck up next? Stay tuned!
In case the previous LP of this Leipzig/Berlin-based group was a bit too tidy, conventional and well-produced for your taste, then rejoice!… ‘cos that new cassette may be right up your alley as a hyperactive and noisy, glorious mess showcasing a band just following their creative whims wherever they may take them in thirty minutes comprised of found-sound interludes, zany bits and jokes and plenty of certified bangers along the way, once again approaching the weirdness and fun of their admittedly kinda hard-to-beat 2022 Estray LP.
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No unpleasant surprises here, the newest EP of West Palm Beach, Florida group Rude Television is yet another high caliber projectile of catchy, egg-ish garage punk excellence and highly recommended for friends similar shit á la Gee Tee, Erik Nervous, Set-Top Box, Satanic Togas, Power Pants or Tommy Cossack & The Degenerators. Hell, that closing track Rat Bastard may well come to be regarded among the genre’s all-time greats in retrospect.
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The debut tape via Goodbye Boozy of this Haarlem, Netherlands group is yet another quality release of egg-adjacent, unwieldy garage punk chaos that kinda sounds like a synth-infused Uranium Club in its more streamlined and restrained moments while at other points reaching a level of weirdness akin to infamous garage punk bafflers and headscratchers á la Checkpoint, Pressure Pin, Liquid Face, Skull Cult and Belly Jelly.
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Just like on their debut EP, the Ottawa, Ontario group delivers a quick batch of oddball eggpunk chaos which at first glance appears to fit squarely into the genre’s established tropes and parameters with groups such as Clarko, Prison Affair, Beer, Beta Maximo and Smirk being some of the obvious comparisons. On closer inspection though, this shit reveals many deeper qualities not least thanks to some pieces of top-notch songcraft, tons unexpectedly catchy hooks and plenty of novel ideas sprinkled throughout. This group is successfully punching way above its proposed weight with tons of musical substance in here to anchor the quirky aesthetics – way more effort under the hood than would be deemed necessary for your average egg artifact.
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