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.
There’s a moment on In Humor and Sadness, the début album by ’68; where you can hear an amp finally giving up the ghost and power down. It just snuffs right out near the end of 04. R, cutting out in a pop-of scrawling, mangled feedback, whilst vocalist and guitarist Josh Scogin manages to strangle one last cry from it during its death rattle.
Want to experience a descent into a maelstrom of howling, spitting pandemonium? Listen to Detroit’s Beige Eagle Boys and their debut album, the brilliantly titled You’re Gonna Get Yours and get ready to inhale their warped sense of disarray and fervent lunacy that’s present over these 25 minutes of intoxicated bedlam.
Taking their name from a ’68 Camaro that Scogin’s father once owned, ’68, are a somewhat departure from The Chariot’s math-rock, spasmodic shape-throwing contortions. Don’t think though for one minute that ’68 are at the opposite end of the spectrum – the raw, jagged bruised scrape is ever present, yet in a more stripped down, ramshackle form.
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