As you probably already know, i'm a total sucker for pretty much any weird chunk of noise Minneapolis dude awesome Connie Voltaire releases into the wild, so while we're still waiting for new stuff of his best-known project Neo Neos (or maybe its actual flesh-and-bones full-band incarnation Neotypes), another batch of raw and blown-out farts released under his hardcore punk alter ego Cells does an admirable job at satisfying my addiction in the meantime.
After last year's debut LP with his Beta Blockers pretty much blew everyone's socks and pants off, there's some new stuff out by one of contemporary garage punk's most blazing figures. First, there's been a tape earlier this year under the Psykik Vylence moniker, which sees him messing around with a properly raw assortment of hardcore punk sounds - the results of which are just plain gorgeous. And then, there's a new digital EP with him going it solo again, just as was the case with Psykik Vylence. But with or without Beta Blockers - he's doing what he's best known and loved for: Quirky and inventive Garage Punk with built-in earworm guarantee, this time also including a pretty obscure choice for a cover version (no, i indeed never heard of Taste Test before…) and an unfinished - though totally smashing - instrumental closing track with the promise of actual vocals for it in the near future. Gotta adore the shit out of this!
IMHO, at this hour Cement Shoes of Richmond, Virginia are the current kings of the garagecore micro genre, coupling a massive amount of borderline-sleazy rock'n'roll with an undeniably hardcore kind of energy you will find in relatively few other groups - Cülo or their quasi-successors Tarantüla, Man Eaters come to mind as a somewhat more hardcore-leaning comparison… just maybe. Or kinda like australian sleaze-garage rockers Golden Pelicans having a hardcore epiphany. On their newest 7" via the ever reliable british quality outlet Drunken Sailor Records we get more of just that, while the closing track Going Off The Grid , a rather straightforward, classic garage tune, might or might not indicate a future move away from hardcore speeds. But whatever they're gonna do next, they're an exciting act to keep both eyes on.
Already a handful of releases into their discography, we kinda know what to expect from a new Flat Worms record by now. However, that doesn't mean they're standing still exactly. Rather, with every new release they managed to focus on and expand upon a certain facet of their garage-, psychedelic- and fuzz punk sound, keeping things fresh and interesting at all times. This time, recording with Steve Albini at Electrical Audio, the result does not only show Albini's trademark sonic characteristics, but also their overall sound seems to embrace some of his legacy as a producer audio engineer, veering into a distinctly noise rock/postcore direction that, once again, was always subtly present on their previous records but never as much on display as here and might be compared to contemporary bands like Meat Wave, Metz or USA Nails. Other small but pleasant surprises come in the form of the title track - a garage jam you could almost describe as relaxed - as well as the 90s indie rock vibes in Market Forces.
While we're at it, speaking of Kitchen People and Warttman Inc., here's another blast of synth punk insanity by some Kitchen People-affiliated solo project, bearing obvious similarities to Warttman acts like Set-Top Box and Research Reactor Corp., with maybe a bit of Digital Leather or Trashdog sprinkled in from time to time.
The mighty Warttman gang's newest recruits are Kitchen People who have already done a few releases before, although - let's be honest here - none of those has been quite as ripping as their newest EP of appropriately weird, quirky muteant garage-/synth punk. These dudes should fit in comfortably with the rest of Warttman's fucked up bunch.
Cleveland, Ohio's Knowso already had 7"s out on both Total Punk and Neck Chop Records in the past, which kind of amounts to the ultimate seal of quality in today's garage landscape. Their newest EP contiues all the goodness and carefully branches out from there. At times they remind of a mix between Nag, more recent Useless Eaters and Constant Mongrel. Other times i can draw parallels to the weirdo post punk of Patti or the unruly noise-/garage hybrids of Brandy and Hash Redactor - boiled down to their bare skeleton. Also, Turning Point has some Wire thing going on and you know that kind of shit will always be appreciated here.
Somehow i must've overlooked this Chicago quartet's first EP two years ago… gotta catch up on that now, since their new 7" immediately won me over with its first-rate blend of somewhat garage- and hardcore-infused no-fuss punk rock not too far off from Negative Scanner (whose designated guitar user Matt Revers is also among the perpetrators at work here), Vexx and rounded off by a measured dose of Amyl & The Sniffers-esque '77 style riffing.
Now this one's a curious beast. Nashville group Donors already won my attention two years ago with their first EP and a somewhat more conventional mix of garage- and post punk, but this is a different level of weirdness altogether, as they infuse their sound with increasing amounts of dissonant no wave havoc and proto noise rock á la Flipper, No Trend. What in the world could i compare this stuff to? Tyvek or Constant Mongrel reimagined as a no wave act? Spray Paint as a garage band? I'm not entirely sure what they actually set out to do but there's no doubt they're succeeding with flying colors. Just when you thought you made sense of the whole thing, the closing track Fine Print manages to surprise once again by adding some Haunted Horses-style industrial flavor to the mix.
The cologne scene appears to be picking up steam in recent months. Newest piece of evidence is this thoroughly enjoyable demo of quirky one-man DIY garage punk somewhat in the vein of acts like Prison Affair, Set-Top Box, T.L.B.M, Dot.Com, Dee Bee Rich… maybe even a bit of early Erik Nervous. Fine stuff!
