Montreal group New Vogue never sounded better than on their most recent EP, whipping out infectious hooks at a dangerous pace, merging them into shiny little nuggets of garage- and synth punk with echos of Useless Eaters as well as many loosely Warttman-affiliated bands like Satanic Togas, R.M.F.C. or Set-Top Box. Nice!
In the two years that have passed since Podium of Valencia, Spain gave us an excellent first impression with their debut EP, what has been a solo recording project back then has grown into a complete band line-up, restlessly bulldozing ahead with their own flavor of straight & stupid garage punk, roughly in the same orbit as Archaeas, Ex-Cult, Flat Worms and Sauna Youth, while adding to their formula some subtle overtones of noise, stoner punk, hard- & postcore.
Fun and tasteful no-frills melodic Fuzz Punk / Noise Pop from the UK, consisting mostly of crunchy noises, percussive noises and tape hiss. Regarding two of these Songs, On The House and Pedigree Chums… I've heard these before from a band/project called Crown Moulding so i assume some kind of connection here, genius pop music Sherlock that i am.
Is this really the first time i'm posting a release of this group? This is baffling to me 'cos it feels as if these guys from Kaloomps, Canada have been around forever, having first won my attention with a string of nine cassingles of steadily increasing quality, followed by a self-titled EP which for some reason didn't click with me quite as much. On their recent follow-up however, they're definitely in their zone, delivering six high-momentum bursts of vaguely KBD-ish and Wipers-esque Garage-/Post Punk, also bearing some similarity to groups like Launcher, Institute, Liquid Assets and, occationally, a hint of Crass.
A thoroughly pleasant listening experience, this debut EP by some Los Angeles group, made up of noise rock, post- and garage punk ingredients, reminding me of a slightly garage-leaning incarnation of Nag, spiked with some weirdness of the Soupcans, Stinkhole or Lumpy & The Dumpers variety. Tasty shit.
Now this is some pretty incredible shit right here. The minimalistic DIY garage rock on this tape by some NYC dude (or band, not sure about that) sounds kinda like some lost proto punk relic and would just as well blend in on any one of those Messthetics/Homework compilations. The sparse percussion, weary vocals, overall lean arrangements and Lo-Fi production values all do their part in lending these songs a particular quality that feels both gritty and drowsy.
Another Geelong supergroup featuring high profile names such as Jake Robertson (Ausmuteants, Alien Nosejob, Leather Towel etc.), Billy Gardner (The Living Eyes, Cereal Killer, Ausmuteants), Mitch Campleman (The Living Eyes) and Stella Rennex (Parsnip, Bananagun). Sound-wise, this doesn't stray too far from the established Ausmuteants formula and i'm totally okay with that. Not the most original thing i've ever heard but a fun and thrilling ride nonetheless, from start to finish.
The goodness continues on Total Punk's second long playing record. True Sons Of Thunder are a Memphis group featuring members of Manatees and Oblivians, among others. You might already have noticed their recent 7" on Goodbye Boozy or even their first two albums, released before this blog came into being. Their newest one sees them alternating between straight-ahead garage punk somewhat similar to The Cowboy or Flat Worms and blues-soaked, repetitive noise rock somwhere inbetween Cows, Nearly Dead and various old AmRep shit, as well as some undeniable U-Men vibes. With Skate Rock we even get a nice little hardcore ditty.
Quality stuff from Goodbye Boozy Records, as usual. Liquid Face is a project of Cal Donald, who also plays in Draggs, although what we get to hear on this 7" is even a bit quirkier than anything Draggs have ever done. Synth-/garage punk somewhat reminiscent of C57BL/6, Stalins of Sound, Puff! or anything Cruz Somers has unleashed upon us (S.B.F., Race Car, etc…). In regard to the australian scene specifically, this wouldn't feel out of place alongside the Warttman Inc. catalog either.
This Melbourne group's debut 7" pretty much hits the bulls eye at first try, setting off a flawless garage-driven, high-calories power pop extravaganza. Without doubt, admirers of Tommie and the Commies or Bad Sports, among others, will appreciate the shit out of this.