Boomkat Product Review:
Bruised new beta bangers tipped to fans of Powell, SPK, $hit & $hine
More mucky spoils from the Berlin-based Aussie label, Another Dark Age, with Tackle’s debut slap-up, Benzedrine farther twisting a shared fetish for SPK with skronkier avant-rock and the kind of crazed, cranky mechanics that Diagonal built their word on.
Recorded in the depths of a sub-zero winter in Berlin, and later buffed up in Seymour, Victoria (nowheresville, north of Melbourne) the final product of Benzedrine is an ascetically rigorous and brutally bruxist missive lobbed from the fringe of the ‘floor, insisting you come dance on the broken glass and crushed XXXX stubbies, possibly with a pointless brawl chucked in for a laugh.
The title cut is a total zinger, imagining Cut Hands sparring with Doc Scott in some deserted Mad Max set, whereas the fizz-drenched Stung swaggers like a baddun, thumbs in belt-loops like some OG farmboy on a friday night during the local disco’s industrial hour, and AGR 803 veers off like something from Powell’s 1st 12” gone to find itself in the dark rooms.
Frankly, they’re all fucking mint.