The Seattle group has been around for quite some time now and accordingly at this point, their ultra-oldschool garage punk sound heavily indebted to MC5 and Stooges feels as worn-in and mature as it gets. Their speeds occasionally reach into hardcore territory now, but that's pretty much the only major change since their 2015 Demo. All of this would be a recipe for utter boredom in the hands of a less capable band but as always, Lysol easily hammer that shit home by virtue of sheer force.
Pretty awesome noisecore shit is flushing out the ear canals on this debut EP by a group with members strewn all across Berlin, Leipzig and Bonn. This certainly has some touches of Acrylics, Vulture Shit, Soupcans and Stinkhole… or maybe of an alternate universe incarnation of No Trend, Flipper and Broken Talent played at triple speed.
Berlin group Skeleton Glove have already put out a bunch of demos, all of which suffered to a varying extent from their Lo-Fi production values, so it's nice to finally hear them in a sound that does their sheer sonic force justice. The result is every bit as good as i could've hoped for, their ultra-primal brand of post- and hardcore punk with flourishes of death rock and garage never failing to hit where it hurts the most.
Gotta tell you about this Super Cheap EP i got super cheap from Painters Tapes! It's a weird little lump of blown-out noise - it's fast and wild, it's pleasantly short. Kinda like a mix between Soupcans, Lumpy and the Dumpers, Stinkhole and Connie Voltaire's more hardcore-centric projects.
Having released four EPs on Neon Taste so far, Vancouver's Bootlicker have hit the bull's eye every single time, so why change anything now? They haven't. Accordingly, on their first longplayer, their brand of no-frills oldschool hardcore attack once more manages to be mostly unsurprising yet perfectly gripping from start to finish.
It appears this Austin, Texas group's second full-length has already been slowly rotting away on their bandcamp page largely unnoticed for a while now. This has to change fast. The album starts out somewhat akin to the melodic Lo-Fi garage punk and power pop of Vaguess or Booji Boys, then cycles through various iterations of a slightly KBD-esque garage-, and hardcore-leaning sound not entirely unlike recent acts in the Launcher, Liquid Assets, Fried Egg or Freakees vein, with the occasional subtle Gun Club vibe. Also, there's a beautifully shambolic cover version of Minutemen's Corona that manages to not suck in the slightest. Now all of you go make these dudes filthy rich and famous!
Another delicious leftover from last week is this debut EP by an australian group, made up of four flawless hardcore-meets-garage punk bangers, the straight and simple Frustrated Youth being nothing short of a timeless anthem. Inevitably i'm reminded of Cement Shoes and - to a lesser degree - earlier Electric Chair, Chainshot or Exxon.
As a counterbalance to my last post, here's kind of a musical shitpost created by some seattle dude who also happened to play in one or the other local legend you might have heard of. A fourteen-act rock opera of 7"-sized proportions that kinda plays out like an odd fusion of 80's Nomeansno, early Minutemen and Saccharine Trust… chances are i'm already overthinking this though.
Boom! What this canadian group has spit onto their debut tape is seven minutes of absolutely flawless and unrelenting, slightly garage- and KBD-soaked oldschool hardcore fury exposing not a single weak link in their breakneck performance.
I've been a bit late to the party when it comes to this Atlanta group which has been around for over a decade by now, with their 2018 No Face 7" being my first exposure to them. Also, i didn't know at that time they're sharing members with post punk minimalists Nag. Now that certainly makes sense. Not only is this clearly the same singer here, but there are also abundant sonic similarities to note. Predator kinda sound like the slightly more sociable cousin to Nag, leaning heavier into garage territory with occasional hardcore moments. I mean like… at times they almost sound like they're actually enjoying themselves!
