The Monsters "Du Hesch Cläss, Ig Bi Träsch (Slovenly Recordings)"
Slovenly’s mother tongue recordings imprint is psyched beyond belief to present to the freaks and creeps of planet Earth, the 8th LP from Switzerland’s THE MONSTERS: “Du Hesch Cläss Ig Bi Träsch” (“You’re Class I’m Trash”)! Scandinavian Bestial Death Metal? PUH-LEEZE. Japanese Harsh Noise? GIMME A FUCKIN BREAK! This is the true evil that rock’n’rollers do, and you’ll be trembling in your creepers before your asses even get close to bumping to the radical raunch contained on this truly amazing long-player. Even long time rabid fans will be stunned by the sheer magnitude of nastiness and horror here, and if you’re a newcomer, we wish you the best of luck! Yeah, that’s a harpsichord and a choir on the intro. Oops, that’s the outro. We listen to shit backwards and you should too.
The Royal Arctic Institute "From Catnap to Coma"
The Royal Arctic Institute is an instrumental, post-punk, cinematic jazz quintet. Their new EP ‘From Catnap to Coma‘ was recorded by James McNew (Yo La Tengo) in the historic Neumann Leather Factory in Hoboken, New Jersey.
Members John Leon (guitar), and Lyle Hysen (drums) combine 50+ years of experience (Das Damen, Roky Erickson’s backing band, & more). The quintet is rounded out by David Motamed (bass), Lynn Wright (guitar), and Carl Baggaley (keyboard). The group self-describe their music as “post-everything.”
Squirrel Flower "Planet EP (Polyvinyl)"
Lady Wray "Piece Of Me (Big Crown Records)"
I can only imagine that when I tell you there’s a new Lady Wray album called Piece Of Me here for you to listen too you either said “OMG I CAN’T WAIT TO HEAR IT” or you said “Who?” because there is maybe zero reason to have ever heard Lady Wray’s sweet, sweet sounds and dislike them. Her unique ability to sound vitally modern while also steeped in the sounds of vintage soul make her an absolute standout. Her voice is killer, the band is warm and analogue-y (thanks to that Big Crown sound), and her lyrics are deceivingly sharp (like the little pinchy part on my air compressor. I went to fill my tires up the other day – thanks old man winter – and when I was done there was SO MUCH BLOOD. There’s a reason they don’t sell air compressors from the 80s anymore. UNSAFE AT ANY SPEED!). Check out the summer-y, Stevie Wonder-esque “Under The Sun” or the ballad beauty of “Thank You” or the stripped down beauty of “Melody.”