Jameson Shot: 7” EP
Jameson whiskey goes down fine, and finer still are the X-Rays! of Nottingham for supporting neighboring Ireland’s economy. What isn’t fine is the way waking up to the aftertaste of whiskey has cross-wired my brain to think that whiskey actually tastes like hangovers. But that’s my problem. For the strong eared and stomached, every song on Jameson Shot will please, neat or with ice or water. G-Man’s guitar roars with bottom dollar distortion and Gary X-Ray’s weasely shouts are perfect on tracks like “Drinking for My Baby,” crafting gleefully shitty rock of the street punk feel, minus the aggression and double the cheese. I can just get through these three tracks before the X-Rays! liquor slap overwhelms my system, which needs some watery lager (tempo changes) mixed in with the hard stuff so I can stand on solid legs and flip the record, which comes on marbled vomit grey vinyl. –Jim Joyce (Big Neck)
Scroggz Manor: CD
Scuffed-up garage rock fronted by a vocalist who switches easily between cocky crooning and blown-out shrieking (with a noted preference for the latter). “Garage” is about as worn-out and oversaturated as a genre prefix can get these days, but Fire Retarded do spice things up with some unorthodox deviations into weirdo psych rock riffage. Comparisons to The Reatards are inevitable—do you think the name’s a coincidence? This stuff is fast, frenzied, and dirty. –Indiana Laub (Big Neck)
Razorcake/Gorsky Press, Inc. just reviewed 3 of our records in issue #82. Go buy and check them out. I will post them up here, 1 a day for the next 3 days. Oddly, they have not reviewed Sonny Vincent's new album.
Trust Fun Suicide: 7”EP
Female fronted, this four piece outta DC slaps together members of Lady Cop, Electrocutions, and SWALTB. Three new garage punk songs which cast shadows of The Runaways tear off into the title track, a jangly fuck you to all the trust fund babies and their inherited swag. Sal Go, the female vocalist, spits the title like a punch to their pretty, cocaine-eaten noses. “Ice Cream vs. Gasoline” is carried by a tight guitar hook like early Bass Drum Of Death. On the flip side, “Cut by a Hog” continues the catchy guitar leading into a clear, chirping solo and Sal’s sloppy Courtney Love voice. While all of this is well and good, they sound like an opening act—there to warm up the crowd, as the material isn’t especially engaging or memorable. But the fundamentals are there and with a little time and experimentation, they’ll be headlining a dive near you. –Kristen K. (Big Neck)
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Review of Stop Worrying Single from 7 Inches Blog
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
A-Side "I'm haunted (and your a fucking ghost)" captures that paper-thin punk sound where those drums just won’t be contained and the mix is just bleeding all over itself. The crunchy guitars bang against Sal’s vocal with all sorts of attitude for this type of dirty pop stuff with rackety, scratchy snotty guitars, taking deep breaths and breaking into choruses. Real warped bending solo - a little bit damaged, they don’t ever let go of this heavy straightforward stomp beat and off rhythm stutter guitar. It’s a song you'd put together in a weekend garage session and then take it as serious as this in a studio.
B-Side’s “Yellow Black & Blue” is a heavy thrust of distortion, going back to 7 Seconds, and their sk8 soundtrack sound. Piled up raw drums and distortion, more manic style vocal with nothing to lose, this is the color you'd get from hours of kick flipping unsuccessfully in the church parking lot. Mike’s on this one with a semi drunken drawl, trying hard to get it out, barley forming the words to screaming and falling down. "I don't wanna be a (Low Hanging Fruit)” has a slow, more melodic beat here, with vocals screaming in an upper register - Sal Go or Mike – hard to tell sometimes, it’s not an obvious back and forth between the sexes they have a similar range and it combines into one punk party. The rest of the band joins in to round out the backup yell chorus. Strummed distorted guitars drop down to a mellow chorus, they're taking some time to get more pop in here, that fun loving pop that isn’t burdened by too much hardcore angsty bullshit and I think Jay would approve.