The third EP of this Stockholm group makes an excellent impression with its moderately eccentric and quite varied mix of garage-, post-, synth- and art punk of the somewhat Devo-ish variety that simply delivers the goods, among which is a quirky chaos akin to the likes of Skull Cult and Belly Jelly, the eighties synth punk flashbacks of more recent Isotope Soap, some psychedelia á la Mononegatives and the unpredictability of Pressure Pin. Also quite the surprise is that bonus remix of the thumping closing track Wendy Got Balls, radiating tons of a retro eighties 12" disco edit vibe.
While the previous LP of this Cincinnati, Ohio group - sharing a bunch of members with The Drin of all things - was already an outstanding, albeit not terribly original post punk record, their newest one sees them ascend to a whole new level as their songs and arrangements come accross a lot more focused, eleborate and deliberately built than before, the somewhat overwhelming barrage of the predecessor giving way to a newfound clarity, concise structures and a whole new sense of melody and melancholy most noticeable in tunes like Distant Dawn, Dependency and Nothing in None. Overall, this record is somewhat akin to the most recent Marbled Eye LP, which similarly saw an already pretty fucking awesome group transcend the confines of their genre surroundings. Given all that, it feels a bit cheap and reductive to come up with comparisons but for the sake of orientation i'm just gonna say this is mandatory listening for fans of groups like the aforementioned Marbled Eye, Waste Man, Negative Gears, Rank/Xerox, Tube Alloys, Nag, VR Sex and Public Eye.
Now that's some fucking brilliant shit! On their debut EP, this swedish group creates the sort of monotonous oldschool post punk that doesn't invent anything new but instead excells all the way in anything they do, with every song on this thing perfectly hitting the spot in a manner equally straightforward and elegant, expertly propelled forward, taking cues from Wire, MX-80 and Crass when it comes to old genre royalty and groups like Nag, Institute from more recent times... also, a hint of The Estranged in the closing track. Simple as that and so, so good!
The six tracks of this Leeds, UK group's debut LP take themselves plenty of time to allow for their cold and analytic post punk grooves and textures to sink in and do their work with steady, sprawling, kraut-ish repetition, poured into an overall sonic form that sorta reminds me of postcore- and noise rock leaning acts like John (timestwo), Metz, Cool Jerks and early Greys as much as post punk groups of the Criminal Code and The Cowboy kind, but most of all i'm sensing a lot of kinship with the recent Machiavellian Art LP with these songs kinda playing out like a sped-up, streamlined version of that shit.
The successor to these Melbourne punks' excellent car-themed EP from past December has them considerably streamlining and improving the structural foundation of their songs while also diversifying their musical spectrum, giving them a more post punk-ish feel overall yet this is also the most noisy and concentrated attack we've heard of them so far, which even holds true in the case of the midtempo post punk jam TV Screen, while closing track Tough Cunt still closes things out with a bit of hardcore energy akin to their previous material. Anyway, i'm reminded of so much goodness of the last decade-plus by the likes of Romance, Vexx, Cel Ray, Gen Pop, Warp, Downtown Boys, Fugitive Bubble and Warm Bodies just to name a few... plus maybe just a hint of old aussie noise rock / post punk greats Fungus Brains? Yeah, this is some highly combustible shit for sure!
Now if you thought the 2022 EP of this Montreal group was kinda weird and bananas, Pressure Pin be like: "Hold my beer" 'cos you've seen nothing yet! For their second EP, they considerably raise the bar both in terms of sophistication and of unpredictable chaos and mayhem in their totally nuts compositions whose rough characteristics hover somewhere around the spheres of garage-, synth-, art- and eggpunk with a pronounced element of devocore, all the while being hellbent on nuking the confines of those genres respectively. This kind of eclectic anything-goes approach reminds me most of recent works by Trashdog and Checkpoint, though if you take it one stylistic ingredient at a time, you might also find bits and pieces of the '90s-midi-style pop excursions of Metdog, the Devo-isms of recent Isotope Soap, the sparkling joy of Snooper and the quirky, catchy garage-/art punk explosions of Smirk and Cherry Cheeks. These dudes put more ideas and inspiration in a single tune than your average garage act does in a whole album.
Another awesome EP by that that completely off-the-rails Los Angeles hair punk / egg metal act cementing their status as the severely brain damaged evil cousins of electro punk greats ISS and Heavy Metal, combining an absurd stylistic premise with lyrical contents of only the most deranged quiet-part-out-loud / "Did he really just say that?" variety into a thoroughly ridiculous and fun bit of delightful chaos.
The restless Berlin post punk scene delivers yet another high-class artifact - brought to us by Cincinnati, Ohio specialists Future Shock Recordings - on which they masterfully balance a good deal of dark abysses and atmospheric expanse against an endless succession of concentrated, precise impacts. On one hand, this stuff unmistakably carries the signature of the Berlin scene and groups like Pigeon, Glaas, Clock Of Time, Pretty Hurts, Kalte Hand and Liiek. Yet, i also sense a close kinship to such anarcho-influenced US groups like Kaleidoscope, Straw Man Army and Fantasma, the recent LP of british punks Subdued, Sydney's Negative Gears... and a bit of Criminal Code maybe? Anyway, this is some first rate shit right here!
Wow, now that's is one marvellous debut EP by this Philadelphia group dealing in a kind of earthy, dissonant and eccentric, yet equally graceful blend of art- and post punk. The monotonous no wave-ish strumming of the opening track The Shield calls to mind the minimalism of Shop Regulars or Honey Bucket while Green Man has more of an early eighties The Fall vibe with further commonalities to, say, fellow philadelphians Toe Ring and B.E.E.F. 39X. The vicious grooves of Gangstalker, holding a delicate balance of dissonance and catchyness, are then approximately channeling some more spiky version of Lithics coupled with some dissonant Glenn Branca- and eighties Sonic Youth guitar work, a bit like we've more recently heard from Self Improvement, for example.
This Leipzig group could quite easily end up filed away right next to other german-language post punk acts like Hyäne, early L'apell Du Vide, Kalte Hand and Die Wärme... you know, the genre's - mostly berlin-based - usual suspects and as natural as this comparison feels at first glance, there's quite a bit more more going on here than just another competent rehash of the tried-and-tested formula and i see just as much similarity to a bunch of international acts - Criminal Code first and foremost but also comparisons to the likes of Negative Gears, Sievehead, recent Longings and Pyrex don't seem all that far-fetched to me.
