Okay… it looks like the current dungeon craze, which seemingly started out in the realm of synth-based soundscapes some time ago and has since then progressively been making its presence known on the fringes of garage punk, is now slowly but inevitably extending its grip into the musty cellars of hardcore punk. This fun new tape of medieval survival hymns about other people’s heads meeting blunt, heavy objects sounds a bit as if Lumpy & The Dumpers, Cülo and Strange Attractor joined forces to record an alternate Jabberwocky soundtrack.
Another way-too-short cassette bearing the gift of quality dumb oldschool punk crankiness of the heavily KBD-leaning kind, made by two members of L.A. weirdos Launcher. What’s not to like?
This is already the second awesome release for this week coming out of Mexico. To be fair, this record is already a few months old but still… there’s clearly something brewing over there. The debut album by this group is a highly concentrated caffeine shot of drum machine-driven full-speed-straight-ahead garage punk with some slight similarity to groups like S.B.F., Kid Chrome or Arse. Sometimes noisy, sometimes melodic, always catchy and exhilarating.
This is the second hardcore 7″ of muteant Jake Robertson’s Alien Nosejob for Iron Lung Records, his third harcore-centric release overall if i didn’t miss anything. And of course it’s yet another delightful batch of playful, inventive takes on the genre. What else did you expect?
Now that thing’s a treat! Some group from Ciudad López Mateos, Mexico delivers a truckload of pure joy on this tape, condensed into three straightforward-as-fuck bangers made out of fuzzed-out garage- and bubblegum punk with some synth-sweetness on top, transmitting an undiluted sugar rush straight into your bloodstream.
Another tasty foursome of catchy, quirky garage- and synthpunk blasts sees this rather mysterious australian group/project continually creeping towards devofied DIY punk perfection, solidifying their ever-rising status among their genre pool’s supreme present-day überdudes.
This Melbourne group’s first longplayer is a seamless continuation of what was already so lovable about their previous EPs. Sure, their style of oldschool garage punk with that undeniable Radio Birdman vibe has grown a quite long beard by now, but what a charming and glorious beard that is! To be fair, they’re also trying out some new things here, at some points letting a touch of Wipers shine through, dabbling in dark post punk or trying their hands at AmRep-style sludgy noise rock. But let’s not kid ourselves here; what this group does best at this moment is knocking out one straightforward yet sophisticated rocker after another with amazing confidence.
For every purchase of this nice little cassette put out by our favorite incorporated purveyors of innovative discontinuity you also get a free fake origin story. 1982 my ass, this is of course still the same dude who did this other thing a while back. Though his newest output contains a bit less weird fuckery, it makes up for that with a lot more fuzz, more melodies and negative zero production values that sound just right to my ears.
From the always excellent UK powerhouse Drunken Sailor Records we get another delicious 7″ of full of raw and primitive, fuzzed-out and hyperventilating, at times hardcore-propelled garage punk bliss by a Detroit group, easily eclipsing their recent EP on Goodbye Boozy Recs which i liked a lot already.
Their 2018 Clone Age LP sure had its moments, but this Philadelphia group’s second album is just plain spectacular, their songs being so much more fleshed out, their sound having so much more grip to it and the propulsive rhythms carrying an overall vibe bringing to mind The Spits or Mind Spiders. This is some catchy oldschool garage punk perfection right here.
