New: Guided By Voices + Pink Mountaintops + Bent Denim + Earl Boykins + Jack the Bear + Coast Redwood

To quote the illusive Avalanches, ‘Since I left you, I found the world so blue’. It has been way too long since I did some unearthing of people that hit shit to make noise come out. So, here’s a small round up of bands that you should listen to, or you can get bent.


Guided By Voices-Planet Score

Holy shit, is this not the greatest thing ever? Badger from Breaking Bad keeps missing at basketball, and Rob Corddry wears his all-too-creepy smile. Oh yeah, and there’s a hot dog costume. Watching people fail has never been so boosted by high-profile celebrities (?) and soundtracked by such kick-ass new jams from one of the greatest bands on Earth (!). All praise GBV!


Pink Mountaintops-Ambulance City

Pink Mountaintops released one of those albums that you listen to few and far between, but will always consistently love. That album is ‘Axis of Evol’. Now, the band are back to release a new record, the first single of which is ‘Ambulance City’. To say it does not disapoint would be an understatement. Everywhere, Black Mountian fan boys are getting no-reason boners, as they’re indie rock poster boy turns in the mediocre for a turn at being fucking awesome. Dark, VHS mist-trails accompany what is basically a punk band consisting of Station from Bill & Ted 2 and David Bowie. Hot damn!


Bent Denim-Fuel

With the exception of This Is Fake DIY, reading the reviews for the new Bent Denim single is almost enough to make you want to shove your head up your ass just to see where these wankers pull their superfluous words from. I had a good mind to just ditch Bent Denim based on the *jerk-off motion* reviews of the track.

But ‘Fuel’ is too good for that. It’s a stunning track, like something that would play over the part of the movie where Bambi is still hanging out with his mum. It takes what was good about Youth Lagoon’s first album, and gives it more grit. Basically, this is Christopher Nolan’s Trevor Powers feat. Christian Bale. Good shit!


Earl Boykins-Doves

Early Boykins? Doves? This can only mean a steaming pile of horse shit right? Utterly wrong, as a torrential outpour of Dirty Nil meets FIDLAR fuzz erupts forth from Earl Boykins. ‘Doves’ is less about being all peaceful and shit, and more about releasing a bunch of birds to cause as much chaos as possible. This is ruckus-worthy shenanigans at their best: shreddery, cymbals and hoarse cry’s dominate this track like I dominated that pepperoni pizza on Friday night. By myself *sob*.


Jack the Bear-Free Rider

As far as band names go, Jack the Bear is around the Girls benchmark: doesn’t really excite you in the same way like a band called Cerebral Ballzy or Venom P. Stinger. But hey, at least they’ve got killer tunes that would make Christopher Owens and Dan Boekcner want to form a super-group (called Wolf Parade Girls, of course), just so that they could have a chance at reclaiming the downer indie rock title back from Jack the Bear. It’s well worth the time to also check out some of their previous material, fantastic stuff.

Actually, their name is perfect, because their e-mail name is jackthebearoffical….Take out a couple letters, and its jack the bear off. HA! COMEDY! LAUGHTER! BESTIALITY! Together at last! You’re all right, Jack the Bear, you’re all right.


Coast Redwood-Spirit

This is an album from self-confessed ‘spooky indie rock bangers’, which means that either we’re about to witness the coming of the next National, or literally the worst thing since I couldn’t find a matching pair of socks. Shove your genocide up your ass, that was a turning point in my life.

Anyway, luckily for humanity, Coast Redwood lean towards being the former of our two ultimatum’s. There’s the smoothness and gentle rollicking of The National there, but there’s also a jaunt-ness and dark aloofness that reckons with Blitzen Trapper. And then there’s also some peroxide blonde Miley Cyrus fun thrown in there. What, what, what!

So, you can expect dirty solos, smart ‘n’ taught lyrics, and one of the tightest indie rock bands you’ve heard. 10/10 would-stand-at-the-back-of-the-venue-with-arms-crossed-and-head-ever-so-slightly-nodding.