“All the mood and the warning and fear, it’s still here, along with some new threads and tricks. The clarity suits, and because of it, every song feels more human than horror…”
Post Punk
“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…”
“It’s a brawl-heavy track that’s a kick to the jowl, it’s a raw slap of sidewalk trash squalor…”
“In a debut EP that stands eight minutes long, every song cracks its whip at two minutes. That’s enough time to show off the want and the love to pick up on known grind-horror blueprints…”
“With every single released, we get closer and closer to that scrappy and idiosyncratic alchemy that Brix Smith has always exuded…”
“In semi-lucid lucid arrangements and coarse bible belt imagery, there’s a hard-baked and grim desolation. These are noises that shine after violence, aftermaths of aggression and loss…”
“The communal gurn of a sweat-stunk back room, the heat and the steam of a DIY shoebox that’s packed tight with low light and writhe… This is all that’s imagined and conjured up during ‘Killadelica’s 42 minutes…”
“Yes there’s a million angry DIY bands, and punk acts arrive ten a penny. But Permo are strangely, satisfyingly addictive with a distinctly gutter-bound glamour…”
“It’s a new set of ash-smothered sonics, an EP of remixes of songs never made, ideas stripped before ever seeing daylight. Spectrograph’s mini-album is caustic and lean with a roughshod apocalypse kick…”
Back on form. Back on heat. Back on scuzz. Welcome to this month’s sonic roundup…
