Qlowski - Ikea Youth /​ Grinding Halt

Some­what un­ex­pect­ed­ly on this Lon­don band's new 7", their sound takes a strong turn to­wards ear­ly 2010's scan­di­na­vian post punk, pret­ty much in be­tween the un­com­pro­mis­ing ear­ly Copen­hagen school (Low­er, Iceage, Echo Peo­ple…) and way more ac­ces­si­ble Acts like Holo­grams, RA. Al­so, Australia's Low Life might be a vi­able com­par­i­son. Then, on the B-Side they in­ject Cure's Grind­ing Halt with a slight hint of New Or­der, which al­so works quite ad­mirably.

Reality Group - Music For Fools Vol. 1

Af­ter hav­ing churned out an ex­cel­lent De­mo and a no less amaz­ing EP in '16/'17, it took a while for Melbourne's Re­al­i­ty Group to come up with their first full length, which makes up for the long wait with a no­tice­ably ma­tured - al­though, thank­ful­ly, in no way or form san­i­tized - set of tunes. This al­bum is every­thing you might have have hoped for from this band; a de­li­cious­ly quirky franken­stein brew made up of garage-, art- and post punk you sim­ply shoudn't miss out on if you have any affin­i­ty for shit in the vein of Pinch Points, Ura­ni­um Club, Andy Hu­man & The Rep­toids, Erik Ner­vous, Lithics or even ear­li­er Teenanger.

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Flat Worms - Antarctica

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.

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Eugh - The Most Brilliant Man Alive

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.

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Taulard - Dans La Plaine

Six years have passed now since Taulard of Greno­ble, France put out their ut­ter­ly en­chant­i­ng, oth­er­world­ly de­but al­bum Les Abor­ds Du Ly­cée. Even af­ter such a long time, there's still no oth­er Band quite like them and their gui­tar-less, or­gan-cen­tric, deeply melan­choly and ec­cen­tric (post-)punk sound that on pa­per looks like it could nev­er work, but some­how it does.

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Knowso - Psychological Garden

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.

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Donors - Donors

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.

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Neutrals - Rent /​ Your House EP

Fol­low­ing two strong de­mo tapes and the flaw­less rip­per that was last year's de­but al­bum via Emo­tion­al Re­sponse Records, Oakland's Neu­trals al­ready have an­oth­er EP out on which they seem­less­ly re­sume their re­mark­able win­ning spree. No oth­er band right now so ef­fort­less­ly nails this spe­cif­ic sub­genre of end­less­ly charm­ing, qirky heart-on-its-sleeve style DIY post-/art punk sure­ly in­spired by the likes of Tele­vi­sion Per­son­al­i­ties, ear­ly Mekons or Des­per­ate Bi­cy­cles, while still seem­ing firm­ly root­ed in this day and age.

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Xetas - The Cypher

Their third LP - once again re­leased via the taste­ful­ly named la­bel 12XU Records (which i'm to­tal­ly not in­volved with, i promise!) - presents Austin punks Xe­tas' sound in its most ma­ture in­car­na­tion yet, most no­tice­able in terms of its more con­fi­dent, var­ied and al­ways rock sol­id songcraft. Still rid­ing the fine line be­tween straight­for­ward punk rock and en­er­getic post punk/-core, with the nee­dle point­ing a bit more in the lat­ter di­rec­tion this time, you might de­scribe this shit as a cu­ri­ous mix be­tween Red Dons, Video, Meat Wave and Day­light Rob­bery. In oth­er words: Qual­i­ty Stuff!

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The Cowboy - WiFi on the Prairie

Not too long af­ter their re­cent 7" sug­gest­ed some amount of re­lax­ation in the Cleve­land trio's sound, they fall right back in­to their tense and grit­ty old ways on their sec­ond al­bum - even dou­ble down on them com­pared to the al­ready rough blast of their de­but al­bum three years ago - amount­ing to an­oth­er per­fect round of fuzzed out garage noise glo­ry, this time re­mind­ing me of ear­ly Green­berg-era The Men in all their un­com­pro­mis­ing force.

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