Incredible new Dungeon Punk-related material from a mysterious group operating out of some unspecified dark forest located somewhere in the US. These folks approach the whole blackened punk thing from a heavily post punk- and goth/death rock-leaning angle, shrouding their fully developed, well-rounded song architecture in a beautifully fucked-up, blown-out Lo-Fi aesthetic, altogether reminding me of a couple of fairly recent genre entries by the likes of Conifère, Unsheather and Bloody Keep.
The debut EP of this Portland group is kind of all over the map stylisticly but also fucking brilliant at all times, with the first two songs leaning into a sound between angular garage- and post punk, holding a delicate balance of dissonant textures and catchy hooks like you may have heard previously from groups such as Reality Group, Print Head, early R.M.F.C., Exit Group and Beef. Technology Discriminates Against The Poor then sounds a bit like a kraut-y Spray Paint fused with the likes Mononegatives or late Useless Eaters. False Reality reminds me somewhat of the spaced-out garage punk of Pow! while Identify has a quality of catchy minimalism similar to shit like Busted Head Racket and Daughter Bat and the Lip Stings. Beat Struggle then goes all-in on the motorik kraut-y vibes before the record gets to its worthy conclusion in the form of a neat cover tune of old dutchmen Ivy Green and the slow-burn synth punk grooves of Conflict Driven Entertainment.
I’m rarely ever posting compilations here ‘cos, quite honestly, most of these are too much of a mixed bag. I’m gonna make an exception here though as this shit has been put together by none other than see/saw dude Evan and just as you’d expect from him, this thing is certainly a couple notches above your average “Everybody send me your unreleased stuff for a good cause”-type comp and absolutely stacked with exclusive tracks by what amounts to a massive who’s who of the international punk underground right now. That, plus your 10$-or-more donation will be spent in support of those affected by the Los Angeles wildfires. Win/win i’m gonna say! What’s not to like?
Hey, have y’all heard of the tragic death of egg punk? I’m sure you have but it appears Butter Swamp of Appalachia, Virginia haven’t gotten the memo yet. C’mon guys, it has been decided last week you’re not supposed to sound like that anymore! Oh well, i guess Ex-Lumpy dude is gonna have to put up with the embarrassing zombies of his distant past for a little longer then. He’s probably not gonna love this record. But as for me, i always liked my punk best when it’s nice and dead and rotting. May it die another thousand deaths as long as i’m still breathing!
Some groups make my unpaid blogging job pretty fucking easy, like this one from London. You see, group exists ‘cos dude likes suicide, simple as that. And as Alan Vega has no longer been walking among us for close to a decade by now, i’m not ever gonna complain about any competent acolyte keeping the fire burning. As far as these are concerned, you can certainly do much worse than this one – a perfectly adequate substitute i’m gonna say.
On their latest and – as far as i can tell – only 7″ so far, the sporadically active Massachusetts post punk / -core supergroup plays it just a bit noisier and rougher than we’d previously expect from them and i’m gonna say that suits me just fine. With the a-side coming across kinda like a lost Wipers outtake as performed by a fusion of Scratch Acid and Feedtime and the b-side being a perfectly competent cover of a truly iconic Strike Under tune, there’s no use arguing with this flawless little punk single.
Y’all haven’t been worshiping the mighty frown of wink quite hard enough! On their EP number iii, the Ottawa, Ontario group once again goes way above and beyond the efforts you’d expect to be put in your average eggpunk record. Is it their best yet? Their worst? I don’t know and i don’t care ‘cos everything tha group has delivered so far is just really, really fucking good. Another insanely creative Winky Frown record. Highly recommended for fans of: Winky Frown. And everyone else reading this dumb shit, too.
This Madrid group’s third short-form artifact is their strongest one yet i’d say, delivering two explosive new charges of what you could describe as textbook eggpunk in the vein of Beta Máximo, Beer, Pringue, Prison Affair, Möney, Goblin Daycare and Hugayz, that has the aesthetics down perfectly while bringing enough substance of its own to the table to stand on its own two feet. Niebla is the true standout track here though, which dares to go just a little harder to places a little darker than we’re used to in this genre, in what amounts to a perfect miniature post punk assault.
Bristol’s Möney took their time to find their bearings as a band but after their 2023 demo showing lots of promise and last year’s tape with SPRGRS serving as evidence of further progress, everything perfectly clicks into place on their newest EP thanks to the most carefully fleshed-out set of tunes so far, their both psychedelic- and post-punk-leaning take on contemporary eggpunk really shining here with a forceful performance and comparatively slick production values, at long last propelling them into the genre’s big league in a sonic sub-niche that sounds like very much their own little thing. That said, i’m pretty sure admirers of grops like Molbo, Prison Affair, Winky Frown, Electric Prawns 2 and Beta Máximo will get a lot of joy out of this record as well.
This group from Leipzig, Germany presents a curious mixture of slightly garage-leaning post punk that should sound pleasantly familiar to vigilant observers of the german scene yet operates on a level way above your average german-language punk artifact. The EP starts out strong with the death rock-infused vibes of A-B-C Alarm and only gets even better from there with songs like Trikont and Un Día En Grimma echoing other local garage acts á la Lassie, Ambulanz and Exwhite while other moments transport some of the DIY post punk vibe of Onyon or of Berlin groups like Pretty Hurts, Pigeon, Aus, Benzin and not least the also partly Leipzig-based group Laff Box.
