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’.
“Highlights and pop freak-outs are numerous, we stretch lo-fi indie templates to their sunshine fuzz limits and skirt around 60’s Brit garage…”
“This is no-wave aggression with goth-static feedback and a psychedelic twist of industrial noise…”
“There’s enough cosmic glitter to convince Major Tom to break out his crash landing spandex, and more than enough sunshine buttery smoothness to ease out the bumps on the way…”
“I’ve been looking forward to writing this since I first heard it last December. Now it’s here and now it’s ready and I am glad to introduce them…”
“We’re four singles in from The Lizards, each release sees a tweak in direction. Their modern-day psyche sound gains weight with each track while they keep their cult throwbacks at core.”
“Neo-psychedelic sub-gothic krautrock, cruel and mean in its dark art-house violence.”