“The skill and the thrill of a writer on form glows through the best parts of the album. There’s a warmth, a conviction, and a clam lack of fear, and a feeling of freedom that shines…”
Music Reviews
“It’s a hypnotic thing to take in, watching the patience involved in the making. The precision based tweaks and the nurture of noise… Well I’ll let you enjoy for yourself.”
“The C33s bury home truths and gristle in rattlesnake sun-blasted fuzz. ‘Benzodiac’ churns with a groove and kick from the moment it chimes through your tweeters…”
“It’s ugly and pretty, both frantic and easy, as much aimed at stages with wide open space as it is claustrophobic and acrid. It’s almost a shame to pick through this release to expose all its working internals…”
“This could so easily slip into twee, into over-glossed saccharine and cuteness, but instead there’s a rich seam of warm simple sounds that worm their way into your anvils…”
“‘Hey Hey’ is hard driven blast of a track that leaks filth out of all of its pours. It’s greasy, psychotic-reaction rock n’ roll that belongs in all eras and ears..”
“It’s busy, it’s full, it’s cohesively chaotic. It’s hook filled, nostalgic and open. I guess that’s what you get when experience glows, it’s a wealth of old tones in new places…”
“It’s a brawl-heavy track that’s a kick to the jowl, it’s a raw slap of sidewalk trash squalor…”
“It’s florescent, magnetic, it glows. With a 70’s camp glitz and electronic glamour it just seems to seep through the tweeters…”
We’re in the church of repetition where the spray paint on the alter says ‘one good riff is good enough so don’t waste it’.
