Kestrels are the heart and soul of frontman Chad Peck and Dream Or Don’t Dream is an album that brims with want, longing, emotion and fuzzing riffs
Booji Boys – Weekend Rocker
So, what do you need to know about Weekend Rocker then by these Halifax lads, the Booji Boys then? It’s brief, I mean – at 12 tracks and 27 minutes (one of those tracks being over 7 minutes long) you barely have time to gulp a mouthful of air as another song launches itself at you from a huge stack of speakers.
Ampwrecked: New Tracks For Your Ears #8
On Ampwrecked – Wormrot bring the grind, Terrible Love show a false flag, a party sofa with Prophets of Rage, biscuit beards from Frau Pouch, amateur happiness from Christian Fitness, a calming storm from Truckfighters, Holy Gold find gravity and Earth Moves visit a house of flowers.
Girl Band – De Bom Bom 7″
The opening guitar-scrape on De Bom Bom is a crackling, guttural distort and feels more in common with the industrial pound and stuttering electronica of Black Dice or the bonkers psychosis of The Assdroids.
Girl Band – Lawman 7″
Hey everyone, Girl Band are back! Remember France 98, the great mini-album/EP thing they released at the beginning of last year? Well, they’ve only gone and recorded another song! Whatever the fuck is going on during Lawman, I have no clue, but Girl Band know and that malevolent, curled-lip sneer that is present during the full 6 minutes and 13 seconds of this unique sound could strip paint.
The Semper Teens – Somebody
Somebody is four tracks of pop-influenced garage punk, that doesn’t sound a million miles away from Cassini’s previous band, albeit it’s a lot more direct and less erratic compared to Kill Kenada and their bonkers time signatures. Opening track Somebody, has a bass-driven surf punk vibe that you can imagine soundtracking a surfing wipeout video montage.
Ice, Sea, Dead People – If It’s Broken, Break It More
Never ones to do things neatly, Ice, Sea, Dead People attack music on their second album with the same no-frills fury that litters their debut, Teeth Union. The addition of a second guitarist (filling the band out to a noisy, axe-laden four piece) has added way more meat and considerable fuzz to their already barbed and raucous caterwaul.