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Accepted Double Standards

9 Oct

What Tyrants

“4’s and 5’s”

Photo By Light The Underground Photography

Photo By Light The Underground Photography

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There was a time when the bands in Austin weren’t jaded by self-importance, the output recently from Minneapolis reminds me in a big way of how perfect that once felt; What Tyrants help me put a face on the entire sentiment, albeit less grit, less loose, less present than their predecessors, still the heartbeat drives on angst, their sound delves for expression rather than a rote business model, they feel alive…. there doesn’t seem to be much of that going around lately.

What Tyrants have made one hell of a great record with No Luck (Forged Artifacts). It’s hard to believe this is their first full length, coming off discernibly similar to the glory days of In The Red Records, the first listen may be as magnetizing from some place of unrequited nostalgia as new kid on the block shine.

Forged Artifacts put this album out, if you happen to be unfamiliar it wouldn’t be time lost to place some focus in their direction.

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What Tyrants – Bandcamp | Facebook | Forged Artifacts

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The Manhattan Love Suicides

“Nowhere Bound”

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I’m not sure if “Nowhere Bound” is my favorite song on this week’s mix from how great it is or how for whatever reason when it comes on in the background I consistently mistake the opening for being “First Time” from The Boys and once the mistake is realized I’m still cool with the similarity. Of course, the vocals with The Manhattan Love Suicides prove closer to a youthful Beach House  than a seventies English pop throwback.

The Manhattan Love Suicides feel like John Hughes films, pulling threads on all the feelings of loss and acceptance as if Nikki Sudden had kept a diary and requested someone who were obsessed with new-wave created an album from it. The entire More Heat! More Panic! (Odd Box Records / Squirrel Records) is an album meant for long drives on hooded sweatshirt nights, taking stake in nostalgia, loss, acceptance. A passive record giving only what you want from it, never forcing more, full of songs you might hear a thousand times and only enjoy in its ambiance; then that moment comes, alone, churning over some gnawing sentiment you could not shake while at the party and without warning POW some friend shows up in the speakers saying those things you need to hear, strong enough to speak boldly of their own flaws while embracing yours in all their beautiful imperfection.

As if enveloped in the holy ghost herself, songs such as “Nowhere Bound” bring an escapist’s redemption so strong, when the track ends and the silence of this huge daunting world creeps in you switch the stereo off and bathe in it, losing yourself in a warm glow of lonely vilifying existence. The New Manhattan Love Suicides help you appreciate the silence… and yourself.

The New Manhattan Love SuicidesBandcamp | Facebook | Odd Box Records | Squirrell Records

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Sauna Youth

“Modern Living”

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“Modern Living” is intelligent far beyond the surface demeanor. The experience frantic, tensely aggressive, nihilistic even,  floored to the very end. Behind that veil though a complex architecture building upon itself every few measures, mirroring the structure with one more piece factored in. In theory the bridge where Lindsay Corstorphine‘s vocals take the form of space should be chill, calming, instead we experience our ex’s day three of being off their meds all over again, things are off and pointed directly at each of us individually, that momentary pause and suddenly it’s six AM at the end of an all night coke bender; can’t stop can’t slow down gotta keep positive. The ending arriving in pure Gandalf fashion, not late, nor early, just exactly how it was meant to.

Sauna Youth have been keeping my attention for some time, “Modern Living” is the one to stamp a place in my personal life though. I hope things continue to stay solid, I’d really like to see them make it stateside sooner than later.

Sauna Youth – Bandcamp | Facebook | Website

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The Bombshells

“No More”

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Ruling with sweat and disgust The Bombeshells have just enough pop seniority to remind you why women always trump boys at being catchy without feeling contrived.

There is a special place in my heart between Thee Tsunamis and Bratmobile I hadn’t even realized needed to be filled until The Bombshells came along. This is yet one more band brought to us via Forged Artifacts. At the Continue reading

In Defense Of Lost Causes

5 Mar

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Killer Boogie

  “The Golden Age”

Photo By Massi Belly

Photo by Massi Belly

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Lately I’ve been on the Jones for anything post-Sabbath leaning, as a result I now have Killer Boogie’s Detroit (Heavy Psych Sounds Records: January 2015) all but memorized from start to finish. How many more bands do we have to sit through who’ve spent more time adjusting their fuzz pedal than playing through it before we say enough is enough? They’re rampant.

It’s probably just age speaking but the bands with enough fuckall to homage the glory days of distortion and easily accessible drugs are the ones giving me the tingles in the sweatiest parts of my leather pants. Not that I wear leather pants but if I ….ya get what I’m saying…. these dudes rule, in a humbly pretentious “turn it to eleven” kind of way. If you like talking about chicks with subtle hints of sexism and ride a motorcycle to your job as a diesel mechanic, Killer Boogie is your band.

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Killer Boogie – Bandcamp | Facebook | Heavy Psych Sounds Records

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Pushy

“If I Cry”

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There have recently been sparks of similar purity as Pushy, bands such as Sweat Lodge and American Sharks (naming two rad local examples) have come close to getting it right, but their vocals seem too post-millenially self-conscious, like they expect Dave Brock to stumble in on their next show to tell them how great they sound or something. Pushy are a rare example that some of us in this Myspace wasteland dare to worry less about standing out from, or in most cases above, the crowd than just being part of the perpetuation of all that has been great and noble since the first needle breathed life over shellic resin.

Despite the constant generic churning of douche bag bands of beards in skinny jeans oozing from Portland’s every orifice I’m struck as much as anyone else by Pushy calling it home, yet not all that surprised. I’m bitter but far from naive enough to believe those herding douchey beards have lacked talent, maybe this is a sign of their beginning to have some actual tastes. If so, I wonder if Ikea will survive (maybe I’ll finally be able to land a few Expedit cabinets on clearance!)?

Doomtown Sounds will be putting out a 7″ with the two songs currently featured on their Bandcamp at some point in the near future with no specific date given, both songs are available for immediate download for $1000.00 … I’m yet to hear back from the band as to whether those mp3’s include a free handjob.

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Pushy – Bandcamp | Facebook | Doomtown Sounds

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The Bolos

“Dead This Morning”

Photograph by Greg Gabrisch

Photograph by Greg Gabrisch

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So The Bolos played two weeks ago at Hotel Vegas and I skipped  for the simple fact I refuse to do the cold… I still feel like an asshole about it (missing the show…not the cold). Scenes die and bands disappear for that very reason yet there I was watching season three episodes from  The Walking Dead instead of sweating at one of my favorite hangouts with one of my favorite new found Texas bands. I promise that if they were on tour from Australia or something I would have packed up my balls and braved the forty-five degree arctic tundra of Austin’s bi-polar winter.

So many incredible bands are rising out of San Antonio it has gotten to the point where I could very well see us in two years discussing whether Austin is still Rock N Roll’s messiah, or more likely we end up with a similar situation as the Fort Worth and Dallas scene in the late 60’s (which would rule too), either way The Bolo’s (and most likely The Rich Hands) could very well be catalysts for the process.

If you were to search out only one record this week I highly (and personally) recommend making it Booze Blues (Nov. 2014). From start to finish it is the kind of record we would typically expect from a band a few albums in with moderate success on a DIY label. The kind of record that’s very aware of the process but not overly concerned as to the end product or how it will be perceived; each song seems consciously written but for the sole purpose of creating a whole instead of the typical crafting a song to trigger some abstract connection with strangers for the sake of sham adulation. We are left with this well rounded yet ambitious record that manages to err in the way of youth without losing itself to it. It’s a rad album, it’s up for name-your-price on Bandcamp, seek that shit out.

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The Bolos – Bandcamp | Facebook | Tumblr

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The Highway Kind

“When the Storm Comes to Greet You”

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Casey from Pharaohs said The Highway Kindsound like Dallas,” that’s as good of place as any to start with these dudes. Barroom forward vocals. Guitar-riffs begging to solo at any given moment. Uncommitted sound as to genre loyalty . Continue reading

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