Vigorous up-tempo stuff without dumb gimmicks, just strong chord progressions and climactic choruses and thoughtful lyrics over a hearty rhythm section.
More polished than many of their peers, Radio 4 offers up a blend of electro-infused post-punk that goes beyond the ubiquitous raw energy and low-fi aesthetic.
The first real song, “Rub Yer Daddy’s Lucky Belly,” rocked my ass and made me laugh, and the good times don’t let up for the album’s 33 minute running time.
Celebrations of B&D relationships, sci-fi imagery, the fetish scene, tech-sensualists, and post-alternative rage. One of the best in the industrial dance genre.
Guided by the ghosts of Built To Spill, Modest Mouse, and Jeremy Enigk, songs streamline the convergence of technical prowess and quirky pop sensibilities.
From the ashes of 7 Angels 7 Plagues. Their six-song debut EP (produced by Devin Townsend) is a voluptuous and harmonious drive of thrashing intensity.
Lock And Key invites you to pump your fist within seconds. But the guitars slow down after half a minute and Ryan Shanahan’s angst-ridden vocals take over.
Kathleen Hanna’s seething siren howl blaring over Johanna Fateman’s chunky, fuzzed guitar and JD Samson’s writhing and cranking beats is perfection to my ears.