Boomkat Product Review:
AFCGT is a conglomerate of A Frames and Climax Golden Twins, who pool their resources to create a schizoid triple-guitar onslaught. The outcome is an absolute blast, and a blend of raucous genres that Sub Pop refer to (with no small amount of archness) as: "Drooling Hillbilly Metal, Sea Urchin Psychedelia, Yukon Freak Thrash, and Beatnik Swamp Drone". After the main riff of Melvins-heavy opener 'Black Mark' ebbs away, there's a barrage of effects and pitch-shifted soloing that sounds like Jack White's pedal board having a meltdown. From here on the wailing axes have a field day, sounding like Hendrix-plays-sludge across much of 'Two Legged Dog', mixing vibed-out blues leads with walls of lurching riffage, all strewn with flecks of sonic debris. By the time we arrive at 'Nacht', the AFCGT crew calm things down to create a kind of marshland nocturnal soundscape made up of freaky creature sounds and peat bog percussion, all tied together by scraps of spluttering instrumental emissions. 'New Punk 27' marks a return to more direct, hard-rocking noise on the B-side, carving out a flailing stop-start tirade that's like a kind of grindcore-influenced bebop. If you think the band are starting to wind up, with industrial illbient drifts like 'Reasonably Nautical' or the doomy tribal drum dirge 'Slide 9', let's not forget about the seven-inch: A-side 'Korin' arrives with a blast of gleeful funk-noise, sounding equally ludicrous and equally good when played back at the wrong speed. It's all most enjoyable indeed!