BLACK BANANASPRETTY GOOD DANCE MOVESWARNING LIGHTBACKDOOR STANRap is a good genre because it re-ups concepts that are boring in fresh and interesting ways. Maybe you thought poverty in cities was tired? And then you were like, “I am terrified of NWA!” Maybe you thought badly behaved teen-punk nihilism/freedom peaked withSuburbia, and then you were like, “Can someone explain Odd Future to me?” Maybe even now you’re in your leather chair at your oak desk saying, “Surely an American talking to me about adventures on obscure psychedelics definitely ends with Carlos Castaneda,” and I’m blowing this joint in your face.CX ZOLAKID SISTERKiss & TellFool’s GoldIn the ten minutes and 56 seconds it took to listen to this EP I went from being tied up by a Suicide Girl to sipping prosecco at the Boom Boom Room with some betches.MATILDATHE INTERNETPurple Naked LadiesOdd FutureThis record is mostly some spacey sounding R&B made by Syd the Kid, the gay lady DJ/audio engineer of Odd Future, and Matt Martian from Jet Age of Tomorrow. Are people on the internet still wringing their hands about Odd Future and whether or not it’s OK to like them? What the fuck is up with that? How did a bunch of gay bloggers and 12th-wave feminists turn everyone into neo-Puritans?NICK GAZINMC PROTOTYPEChasing DreamsC&M PromotionsAmerica probably needs more rappers who spit about scallywags, skateboarding, and being a nerd, but as catchy as this shit is, it doesn’t make me want to put my penis into anything. No one wants to hump to a song about Bernie Mac.JONATHAN YOSTYou know that jizzy smell that’s ubiquitous to gay dance clubs and porn shops? I swear my speakers blasted that out like a fog machine the whole time I had this on, which was roughly 35 seconds.HOT GYNOPRETTY GOOD DANCE MOVESLimoMAD Dragon/TownshipIf there were aBeverly Hills Copvideo game, and it had a soundtrack, this would basically be it. Do you ever honestly not know if you like something or not? I was gonna turn this off after two seconds of playing it, but then some cool noises started happening and I let it ride. Then after a while it all got so bad that I turned it up SUPER loud because I thought it was hilarious. By the time the saxophones showed up at the party I was like, “Hey guys, glad you could make it. Beer’s in the fridge, Andy’s got the vape going in the garage.”JIMMY JAMES DEUXPORCELAIN RAFTStrange WeekendSecretly CanadianOK, I’m sick of this. You can’t just listen to a Slowdive album, think, “Hey, I can do that!” and then record yourself moaning into the corner of the shower while your girlfriend plays tambourine out in the kitchen. You can’t do any of these things anymore! Stop trying to be in bands! Go soak your crystals in a clean bowl of tap water, and plan B will appear to you in a dream.HEY SALLYWARNING LIGHTWild SilverStick FigureI usually spend my hangovers listening to the Pogues’ version of “And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda” on repeat until all the bad decisions come up in one sobbing flume of whys and “They were just boys!” (Try it at work sometime, most Townes Van Zandt works too.) This is some pretty good instrumental morning-after music, but way less of the river-of-screaming-tears variety than the cruising-the-museum-or- something-on-a-little- bit-of-Valium type, which is good, because I’ve been getting some pretty ugly looks from the receptionist lately.CAPPO DELMONICAFLOSSTRADAMUSJubilationFool’s GoldFlosstradamus and Kid Sister both released EPs at the same time, and the Kid Sister track on this Flosstradamus EP is better than any of the songs on her own EP, and also the best song on THIS EP. So if A + E + X = 4, that means that Flosstradamus and Kid Sister are Go-Bots? Wait, that’s not right. The correct answer = Although this EP is nothing special, I still played it loud enough to make my throat hurt the next day.LOLA GYNOCHARLIFTSomethingColumbiaSometimes I’ll see Chairlift’s front woman, Caroline Polachek, out at my weekly goth nights, and I’ll be like, “OH SHIT, BITCH IS DARK.” So now when I listen to this new album, which is super lively and colorful, I can’t help but think it’s riddled with hexes and maybe those backward subliminal messages. If they have an undecipherable, satanic voice in this thing telling me to obsess over it, it’s working.KRISTEN K.YOUNG MODERNLive at the Grace EmilyGrown Up Wrong!Why wasn’t Jesus born in Adelaide? They couldn’t find three wise men and a virgin. What’s an Australian’s idea of foreplay? You awake? What’s a Tasmanian’s idea of foreplay? You awake, Mum? Why do so many Australian men suffer premature ejaculation? Because they have to rush back to the pub to tell their mates what happened! What’s the difference between a G-spot and a golf ball? An Australian man will actually search for a golf ball.JORDAN RAEDELLIVOIVODTo the Death 84Alternative TentaclesHow killed do you think I would get if I walked around Montreal with a sandwich board that said “Early Voivod just sounds like shitty Venom”? There’d be more LARPing swords sticking out of me by day’s end than virgins at Les Tams-tams.SPRUCE BRUCETRAILER TRASH TRACYSEsterDominoTTT are rightful heirs to the Cocteau Twins’ throne, but they make sure to scrape over a few chairs from Yazoo’s and Stereolab’s royal courts so everyone can sit comfortably and create atmospheric songs perfect for make-out scenes in your personal fantasy version ofMy So-Called Life.BLONDE CAMEROCRYSTAL STILTSRadiant DoorSacred BonesThe candy-colored packaging acts as a diversion from the fact you’re carrying around a doggie bag of festering leftovers that only drunken desperation could compel you to eat. As you choke back your nausea for another bite, you wonder what the hell is up with your friend who is way too fucking positive for the 8 AM leg of this bender. Does he have a bag he hasn’t told you about? And can someone close the curtains again and tell these people that friends don’t let friends handclap?CLEOPATRA RECORDS SAMPLERCRAIG FINNClear Heart Full EyesVagrantPOP 1280The HorrorSacred BonesIf these doofs wanted a good review for this bullshit album they shouldn’t have kicked me out of the band when I started working for VICE. This music is great for those weepy moments when you realize that you’ve outsourced your talent to a multinational youth-media conglomerate. After all, you could’ve been pounding out brain-melting tech-sludge in the back rooms of roach-infested flophouses. Instead you’re sitting at a desk writing a bad review of a good record out of spite. Actually, fuck it. I’m giving myself the barf-face on this one.BEN SHAPIROAnd this is the way music should sound. Like the hottest, toughest girl drove you somewhere on her three-wheeler, laid her jean jacket on the ground, and now you’re getting slow-fucked by a nitrous-filled dildo in some awesome forest full of pointy guitars that grow pinecone-size joints. Btw, if you haven’t picked up on the fact that this is Jennifer Herrema’s new band there may not be hope for you yet.BLONDE CAMEROSUNN O)))VoidSouthern LordMy 13-year-old bowels weren’t strong enough for this when it first came out. The laborious low-end drone probably would have pummeled my innards to the point of defecation for sure. So I am thankful this was rereleased when I am more physically equipped to sit through almost a full hour of metal-influenced amp worship without a diaper.WILBERT L. COOPERFIELD MUSICPlumbMemphis IndustriesWhat’s that fairy tale about the devil where people keep meeting him, but no one can remember his name? That’s a thing right? Or did I just make that up? Either way, I just played this all the way through twice while drinking beers in my room and the first time it came to an end I was like, “Goddamn, I played that whole thing and my brain and ears didn’t take one second of it in.” At the end of the second rotation I couldn’t even remember the name of the band. I think it made me unable to conceive as well.DAVID FLINCHIf your favorite parts of Finn’s band the Hold Steady included pseudowitticism, heavy religious undertones, and a lot of syllables squeezed into too little musical breathing room, then celebrate, for the savior hath come! This feels hastily made, (impossibly) even more talky/narrative than his past work, and I was hard-pressed to find one track that didn’t feature a shout-out to the big man upstairs. What happened to that awesome accordionist?ALEX HOLMESTHE SCREAMING TRIBESMANBones + Flowers / Date with a Vampire / Top of the TownGrown Up Wrong!The Screaming Tribesman are adrift in a speedboat off Sydney Harbor Bay. While rummaging through the boat’s provisions the drummer finds an old lamp. He rubs the lamp and a genie appears. This genie tells them that he only grants one wish. Without giving much thought to the matter, the drummer blurts out, “Turn the entire ocean into Foster’s!” The genie claps his hands with a deafening crash, and immediately the entire sea turns into beer. The genie disappears, and only the gentle lapping of beer on the hull breaks the stillness as the band considers their circumstances. The lead singer turns to the hapless drummer and says, “Nice going, mate! Now we’re all going to have to piss in the boat.”JORDAN RAEDELLIDARE DUKESThugs and China DollsSelf-releasedOnce as we were walking past this café where an amplified acoustic guy was playing behind the window with the tiny audience facing the street, my brother made the jerking-off motion to the audience, who laughed, and the guy stopped his set and turned around to see. Maybe it was Dare Dukes? Who knows, it’s impossible to distinguish between café pussies. Also, this record was brought to you by a Kickstarter campaign. Please leave the boring café before you guys waste six grand on anything else; the jerking-off motion is being made at you too.LITTLE LOCKYANI DIFRANCOWhich Side Are You On?Righteous BabeReceiving this promo in the mail filled me with the same feeling as ripping open an envelope containing STD test results. But you know, it’s nice that someone out there is still concerned with what salt-and-pepper lesbians are gonna play at their next vegan potluck. Here it is.WIND DANCERGRAFFITI 6ColoursCapitolLike, no joke. Someone—sorry, someones were really into Maroon 5 and started their own phenomenally embarrassing band called Graffiti 6. This is completely for fucking real. This world, right?JOHN PAXSONRHYTONS/TThrill JockeyDoes anyone ever leave a psych-rock show thinking, “God, I wish all the band members could have been playing elaborate solos at the same time”? No. They don’t. My fantasy is that solos longer than 20 seconds would trigger aYou Can’t Do That on Television-esque slime bucket installed in the rafters of major venues. That probably won’t happen anytime soon, so I’ve just started bringing a plastic spray bottle with me to shows.A. WOLFEBHI BHIMANBhimanBoocoo MusicThis new record by a singing guitar guy includes new familiar versions of the organ one, the handclap one, the shorter lo-fi one, the rocker, and the sad one, plus it’s filled out with what they used to call “album tracks.” Available when he’s next opening for a band with a pretty good drummer, a singing keyboard guy, and a guitar player with a pedal board.ANTONIO SALIERIBACKDOOR STAN AND THE MOPVIPVOPSThe FishmanHog MawBackdoor Stan is this Russian guy I see around town playing the harmonica. He’s basically the king of the assmen and a lot of his songs are raging butt anthems full of angry love, usually equating people with animals like Fishmen and Chicken Heads. Love is animalistic, so it makes sense. You’re either a hen pecking at seed or a fish flopping on the docks.SHTAYANDWARRStarting OverDrag City/YogaAh, mid-80s South Carolina. A place where a bullnecked factory worker sporting Klaus Kinski hair and a bootleg Eddie Van Halen Frankenstein could record moody, nuclear-war sex jams with a drum machine, electric piano, and the noodliest guitar lines this side of Yes and still end up with cover art that looks like a gig poster for my redneck cousin’s Cryptic Slaughter cover band. This barely released 1984 opus and Dwarr’s follow-up,Animals, seriously don’t sound like any other music I think has ever existed. It’s like the RC Cola of weirdo semi-outsider metal.LEROY GUMPTIONVARIOUS ARTISTS(I THINK?)Minimal Teef???This CD-R mixtape showed up in an envelope with no return address or postmark over the stamps, which seems vaguely not legal. I have no clue where it came from, there’s no label on it or contact info of any kind, and each of the supposed bands is completely immune to googling. All of which would be A-OK if it were a bunch of shitty noise acts from Bushwick and not impeccable Euro-style synth-wave stuff that sounds like outtakes from the FrenchBipppcompilation. Quit fucking around with my heart, Minimal Teef guy. This isn’t tenth grade, and I’m not giving you a blowjob to find out what the deal with these songs is (probably).DEBRA ALLENPETE SHELLEYSky YenDrag CityI’m going to level with you. If this wasn’t the guy from Buzzcocks this review probably would have read, “What’s with the bee parade, bozo? Forty minutes of this buzzing beeshit? Get outta here.” As it is, though, I’m like, “Bee me on, bee man.” Unfair? So’s life, phlegm-wad.BUZZ McCALLISTERVARIOUS ARTISTSEast of Underground: Hell BelowNow-AgainOh, no big deal, just a recording of a little battle-of-the-bands competition from 1971. IN THE MIDDLE OF VIET-FUCKING-NAM! Each of these four bands was made up of US soldiers on their way to, in the middle of, coming back from, or avoiding “The Shit” (or, as my uncle likes to call it, “Let’s talk about something else”). While that might not make East of Underground’s cover of “California Dreaming” any more in key, there’s something that’s gotta be said for lighting up a joint and listening to agitated semi-amateur funk from guys who may or may not have reached over and put their hand in a pile of goo that a moment before was their best friend’s face. Liner notes by Sam Lipsyte too!FEELIN HUSKYTHE ATSEROIDS GALAXY TOUROut of FrequencyBMGListening to this album without being able to eyeball that sexy bitch Mette Lindberg is as pointless as watching Dylan play at the Gaslight while wearing earplugs or fucking the couch with a condom on.MAMA CAT PANTSSTRANGE MEN IN SHEDS WITH SPANNERSS/TDrag City/GroovyThis is basically the sound of bored, broke British dudes who spent all of their dole checks on little electronic boxes instead of real instruments. Some of the most collectively gnarly, damaged, solitary, burned-out robo-klang that you’re likely to find. Also who doesn’t love a band with a good old-fashioned absurd, convoluted name? These guys have the third best, right after Too Fat to Fit Through the Door and People with Chairs up Their Noses.SKIP COCHRAN
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