A wondrous and strange little EP full of otherworldly garage-/power-/fuzz pop from a Philadelphia Duo. The tape starts out as if the insane pop qualities of, say, Booji Boys or Daughter Bat & The Lip Stings collided with the smart rhythmic post punk of Lithics, while the remaining three songs then settle into a slightly more low-key kraut-leaning psychedelic groove, the likes of which you might suspect somewhere in the lo-fi pop worlds of acts like Germ House, Far Corners, Violent Change, Honey Radar or even early Woolen Men. Excellent shit throughout.
Here's another fresh & tasty bite for the discerning connoisseur of quirky weird-ass garage punk. Friends of Set-Top Box, R.M.F.C., Eugh, T.L.B.M. and Metdog, among others, will approvingly bob their heads and extremities to this shit.
This L.A. group comes right out of the orbit of Launcher and Co-Ed. As you might already expect, this is another explosive charge of simple, raw and energetic noise made up to equal parts of garage- and catchy early 80s hardcore punk enhanced with that certain ragged KBD-style additive we've come to know and love out of this particular neighborhood.
Almost two years after an awesome demo tape, this dude from Cologne has finally unleashed upon us his full length debut and damn, is that another irresistible super-sized bucket of pure garage- and ***punk bliss roughly in the neighborhood of usual suspects like Set-Top Box, Metdog, Prison Affair, Erik Nervous or Dee Bee Rich, among many others.
Another Print Head release means another perfect storm of weird-ass excentric, chaotic but often unexpectedly melodious garage- and post punk shit, this time around coming across like an odd mixture of contemporary groups of the vaguely egg-related variety with the sluggish grooves of the UV Race and old british Acts like Swell Maps, early Mekons.
This Melbourne group's tape delivers a whole bucketload of synth-enhanced garage punk delight hovering somewhere inbetween the reference points of Useless Eaters, Sauna Youth, Ausmuteants, Metdog… and also fairly close to the whole Warttman Inc.-affiliated clusterfuck.
Last year's debut tape of this Portland group was a perfectly fun little thing already but this new shit is just so much stronger in pretty much every aspect, their presentation tighter and the songs more concise, simple yet perfectly balanced and 100% efficient in their amalgamation of garage-, synth- and post punk, radiating out some serious vibes á la Research Reactor Corp., Mononegatives, Ghoulies or Warm Exit.
Yet another Stucco sublabel? This cassette looks pretty much like an Impotent Fetus release to me though. Sounds like one, too! Oldschool garage punk of the KBD-infested variety and definitive must-have fodder for friends of acts such as Launcher, Liquid Assets or Freakees.
Sydney's Daughter Bat And The Lip Stings, who've already been making some waves with a whole shitload of fun EPs in 2020, are now returning with their strongest selection of tuneful garage punk, fuzz- and power pop smashers so far, their knack for catchy hooks provoking thoroughly flattering comparisons to the likes of Booji Boys, Radioactivity, Royal Headache or Sweet Reaper.
…and here's yet another short and sweet artifact of vaguely egg-related garage punk by some NJ person. This shit plays out like a mix of Alien Nosejob in HC 7" mode, S.B.F. and Connie Voltaire's hardcore-focussed projects. Also, good call transforming two slow, boring tracks into exciting, fast tracks through the wonders of cutting edge pitch adjustment technology.