So welcome to your sonics and sleaze. Dance like your last grind depends on it. This is the Best of ’22.
Scuzz
“As with all things The Men there’s one question: Which iteration is your most preferred? All you suckers for Nuggets and Pebbles and Sleaze are guaranteed to find sinew to chew on…”
“So now we got the gist and the feel of the grit and the grind and the squalor’s demeanour, go devour it and soak up the heat. It’s worth pushing the red on the temp…”
“Like Velvet Underground begat Lewsberg, like New York Dolls testube spawned Dick Venom, The Fall co-created Stuart Pearce. Never smarm-hate a band for their influences, love them for loving what your into…”
“This track is a blast up of guttural sludge, rib-splitting hollers, and crueller-than-thou crunched up gut driven licks. It’s a filth guided grind of destruction…”
“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…”
“‘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..”
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’.
“If 60’s dirt freakouts and 70’s dum-punk mixed with pure noise might give you a kick, then come in and I think we might click…”
“Discordant pop and proto-punk pleasures, new romantic inflections with post-punk’s detachment, Tired Cossack makes music that’s as charmingly jarring as it neatly steeped in nostalgia…”
Rats on the Run 