Eugh - Cassingle #1

New shit from this Kitchen Peo­ple-af­fil­i­at­ed Mel­bourne garage project. The A-side presents a sparkling pow­er pop gem rem­i­nis­cent of Liq­uids, Sa­tan­ic To­gas or Datenight, while the B-side con­tin­ues the di­rec­tion of the pre­vi­ous EP - the kind of quirky & snap­py garage punk you might as­si­ci­ate with the likes of R.M.F.C., Set-Top Box or Re­search Re­ac­tor Corp.

Sick Thoughts - Poor Boys /​ Drug Rock

Has it re­al­ly been a mere two-and-a-half years since we've last heard of New Or­leans garage pow­er­house Sick Thoughts? It feels a lot longer to me. Any­way, the first new mu­sic in quite a while by Drew Owen and com­pa­ny sounds as fresh and elec­tri­fy­ing as ever - the pure essence of old­school '77- & garage punk dis­tilled in­to two ul­tra-dense shots of adren­a­line.

Tommy Cossack - Work From Home

…and here's yet an­oth­er half pound of com­pe­tent DIY garage punk made by some british dude, al­though this stuff smells more like some­thing out of the aus­tralian Warttman Inc. ros­ter. I'm think­ing es­pe­cial­ly of Set-Top Box, R.M.F.C. or Sa­tan­ic To­gas here, plus the un­avoid­able hint of Aus­muteants.

Freak Genes - Power Station

On their fourth Long­play­er, the UK punk duo con­sist­ing of both a Red Cord and a Pro­to Id­iot goes for an all-out synth punk sound - more stub­born and bare-bones than ever be­fore - and it works ad­mirably, the way they're churn­ing out one min­i­mal­ist blast of quirky bleeps and lo-fi beats af­ter the oth­er.

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Nopes - Djörk

Third long­play­er by this Oak­land group and of course it's some pret­ty amaz­ing shit once again. I still find it kin­da hard to be­lieve how what start­ed out as sort of a Hüsker Dü sounda­like has de­vel­oped in­to one of the most pow­er­ful, orig­i­nal and in­stant­ly re­gog­niz­able bands of re­cent years, ef­fort­less­ly chan­nel­ing the raw en­er­gies of hard- & post­core, noise rock and garage punk in­to a row­dy, un­pre­dictable force.

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Foil & Silvie S - Split

Nice lit­tle split tape via Dirt­bag Dis­tro. Nev­er heard of Kansas City's Foil be­fore, but this dude's three songs on here in­stant­ly get my blood pump­ing with a quirky, raw and sham­bol­ic take on hard­core punk.
Sil­vie S on the oth­er hand is an­oth­er alias for the guy known as Bil­liam, who al­so seems to be part of and Dis­co Junk, among oth­ers. From him, we get an­oth­er trio of fun lit­tle dit­ties in his fa­mil­iar style of min­i­mal­ist DIY garage- and synth punk.

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ISS - Spikes

An­oth­er fine EP by North Car­oli­na elec­tro-/sam­ple-/mashup punk duo ISS on which they, among oth­er things, ven­ture in­to full-on hard­core ter­ri­to­ty (in Face­mask), which i don't think they've ever done be­fore and it works just beau­ti­ful­ly here.

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Liquids - Life Is Pain Idiot

Mat Williams' so­lo project Liq­uids has been around for a good while now and every new en­try in his by now pret­ty sub­stan­tial discog­ra­phy has been a pleas­ant, al­beit in­con­sis­tent ex­pe­ri­ence, as many of his re­leas­es felt like rather loose col­lec­tions of ma­te­r­i­al with vary­ing de­grees of qual­i­ty. That's not the case at all for Life is Pain Id­iot, his strongest col­lec­tion of songs in quite a while. With Erik Ner­vous once again work­ing his pro­duc­er mag­ic here, new stuff blends in per­fect­ly with what i con­sid­er to be the de­fin­i­tive ver­sions of songs which al­ready ap­peared in some form on one of his pre­vi­ous re­leas­es.

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Broken Vessels - Do You See My Smile?

Bro­ken Ves­sels are a group from San­ta Ana, Cal­i­for­nia fea­tur­ing mem­bers of Grim­ly Form­ing and Rolex (whose in­cred­i­ble de­but al­bum/­com­pi­la­tion/re-record­ing thingy i didn't post here as far as i re­mem­ber, so give that one a spin if you haven't yet). Their de­but EP sounds a lot like a some­what dumb­ed down ver­sion of Rolex, while Mys­tic Inane comes to mind as an­oth­er valid and whol­ly flat­ter­ing com­par­i­son.

Wails - Wails

High­ly flam­ma­ble shit, the de­but EP of Stock­holm group Wails which un­leash­es four per­fect storms of ass-kickin' straight-ahead-rockin' garage punk while al­so in­volv­ing some hard­core propul­sion, oc­ca­sion­al traces of sludge. I'm re­mind­ed of garage pow­er­hous­es like Ex-Cult, The Cow­boy, Jack­son Reid Brig­gs and the Heaters, Flat Worms or, more re­cent­ly, Ar­chaeas.

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