This dude from Watford, UK does a lot of things wrong here and i totally fucking love it. You know, like… squeezing 8 songs, 12 minutes of fuzzed out garage rock on a 7" and have that thing spin at 33 RPM for extra negative fidelity. Also, who needs sophistication and nuance in their music if we can simply have everything be very, very loud at all times? Why write a song using three chords if we can do it with just one? Yeah, don't expect anything too smart about this EP but the sheer shambolic intensity makes up for it perfectly. At some points this sounds like an MC5 worshipping incarnation of early The Men clashing with Destruction Unit while more recent groups like Hamer and Super-X aren't too far off either.
A cute 'lil happy pill of an EP by some Adelaide dude, spanning a quite versatile range of garage punk made up of bits and pieces reminiscent of acts like Strange Attractor, S.B.F., Useless Eaters, R.M.F.C. as well as a very slight hint of Uranium Club… all of that gets compacted into five asskicking gems plus interludes.
A kickass new split EP combining the forces of two New Jersey groups i wasn't aware of before. Nylon strike all the right chords with me by way of a garage-/post punk hybrid sound roughly in the neighborhood of early Teenanger, Public Eye, Vintage Crop and Marbled Eye while Operants play things a bit more straight, first setting off a garage banger of the Ex-Cult, Civic, The Living Eyes or Sauna Youth variety, followed up by a slightly more post punk-leaning, synth-heavy track giving off a strongly muteant smell.
Garage-/synth-/electro punk from Cleveland, Ohio that carves out its own little place in the current landscape of similar groups by way of a certain psychedelic haze, kinda like a mix between The Spits, Silicon Heartbeat and Smirk, observed through some dense Chrome- or Metal Urbain-esque fog. Or you might describe it as some kind of garage punk incarnation of Murderer's hallucinogenic cowpunk nightmarescapes.
This Minneapolis group's debut EP delivers four first-rate bangers made up of medium-fidelity DIY garage punk consistently wandering on the genre's weirder side and thus in the good company of groups like Satanic Togas, Alien Nosejob, Research Reactor Corp., R.M.F.C. or Erik Nervous.
A kickass little demo from some Buenos Aires group or person, standing with one foot in the contemporary puddle of lockdown-induced DIY garage punk, the other one immersed deep into layers of early eighties hardcore punk with a little bit of that certain KBD-style grime on top. Simple, economic and effective.
One of Spain's best kept secrets has finally made it into the garage punk big league as evidenced by their new 7" on Slovenly Recordings, containing what is without doubt their strongest set of tunes yet, confident and catchy as fuck while keeping their distinct weirdo edge intact, finding a perfect middle ground between the particular eccentricities of acts like Erik Nervous, Reality Group, R.M.F.C. or Neo Neos.
It's been a whopping five years since this Paris group's debut EP but the wait has paid off handsomely on their first full length release, delivering an endless stream of high-octane melodic (garage-)punk smashers in the vein of groups like Cheap Whine, Short Days, Red Dons and Telecult… you might also sense a hint of Marked Men, Royal Headache or The Thermals. In a few instances, the songwriting doesn't quite cut it and that's when they veer dagerously close to shallow pop punk territory. However, when they hit, they hit hard and even manage to evoke a subtle retro 60s power pop vibe along the way.
Metdog's fourth extended play is yet another treasure trove of playful and easygoing garage punk… let's not talk about eggs again here. Admirers of R.M.F.C., Research Reactor Corp. or Satanic Togas will aprove of this, just as i'm gonna make an exception here and give my full approval for the use of auto-tune or vocoder or whatever that shit in the closing track is… fucking art, i guess.
Pinch Points are now joining the Exploding In Sound roster, eh? Not the most obvious choice i'd say but who cares… as long as they're gonna stay as razor sharp as on their latest 7", once again coming across like a more straightforward Reality Group or a no-bullshit variant of Uranium Club.