New Confusion
Nads-out psych noise gnarl and sultry screwballs by $&$ for their spiritual breadbins at Rocket Recordings
Evoking the effects of a “permo”, the latest Craig Clouse madness runs the voodoo down on a particularly nerve-fried session of hallucinatory grooves and spannered sampler blatz that knows no chill. ‘New Confusion’ recombines all their influences and hallmarks in time-honoured fashion like few others doing it right now.
There’s raging motorik doom trample in ‘Annoyed’, beside soggy-arsed cowboy strut in ‘Cocoa Leaves’ and the sort of mutant tropical tackle we could imagine Hunter S. Thompson jamming in a open top Cadillac in ‘Miami’ and the bandy-legged swivel of ’Shipped’. The wave switches to something like blown-out glitch dub with echoes of Simon Crab on ‘Runnin’ Around’, and the pranging warehouse stepper ‘Park Road 1-C’, with sliding guitar lines that unspool into lounge lizard K-holes on ‘Riviera’, and the seething slow avant rock of ‘Steak Butter’ dials up Joe Preston’s Thrones before the sludge rock grappler ‘Robbed’ puts on the finishing moves like a sozzled bar brawler.
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Nads-out psych noise gnarl and sultry screwballs by $&$ for their spiritual breadbins at Rocket Recordings
Evoking the effects of a “permo”, the latest Craig Clouse madness runs the voodoo down on a particularly nerve-fried session of hallucinatory grooves and spannered sampler blatz that knows no chill. ‘New Confusion’ recombines all their influences and hallmarks in time-honoured fashion like few others doing it right now.
There’s raging motorik doom trample in ‘Annoyed’, beside soggy-arsed cowboy strut in ‘Cocoa Leaves’ and the sort of mutant tropical tackle we could imagine Hunter S. Thompson jamming in a open top Cadillac in ‘Miami’ and the bandy-legged swivel of ’Shipped’. The wave switches to something like blown-out glitch dub with echoes of Simon Crab on ‘Runnin’ Around’, and the pranging warehouse stepper ‘Park Road 1-C’, with sliding guitar lines that unspool into lounge lizard K-holes on ‘Riviera’, and the seething slow avant rock of ‘Steak Butter’ dials up Joe Preston’s Thrones before the sludge rock grappler ‘Robbed’ puts on the finishing moves like a sozzled bar brawler.
Nads-out psych noise gnarl and sultry screwballs by $&$ for their spiritual breadbins at Rocket Recordings
Evoking the effects of a “permo”, the latest Craig Clouse madness runs the voodoo down on a particularly nerve-fried session of hallucinatory grooves and spannered sampler blatz that knows no chill. ‘New Confusion’ recombines all their influences and hallmarks in time-honoured fashion like few others doing it right now.
There’s raging motorik doom trample in ‘Annoyed’, beside soggy-arsed cowboy strut in ‘Cocoa Leaves’ and the sort of mutant tropical tackle we could imagine Hunter S. Thompson jamming in a open top Cadillac in ‘Miami’ and the bandy-legged swivel of ’Shipped’. The wave switches to something like blown-out glitch dub with echoes of Simon Crab on ‘Runnin’ Around’, and the pranging warehouse stepper ‘Park Road 1-C’, with sliding guitar lines that unspool into lounge lizard K-holes on ‘Riviera’, and the seething slow avant rock of ‘Steak Butter’ dials up Joe Preston’s Thrones before the sludge rock grappler ‘Robbed’ puts on the finishing moves like a sozzled bar brawler.
Nads-out psych noise gnarl and sultry screwballs by $&$ for their spiritual breadbins at Rocket Recordings
Evoking the effects of a “permo”, the latest Craig Clouse madness runs the voodoo down on a particularly nerve-fried session of hallucinatory grooves and spannered sampler blatz that knows no chill. ‘New Confusion’ recombines all their influences and hallmarks in time-honoured fashion like few others doing it right now.
There’s raging motorik doom trample in ‘Annoyed’, beside soggy-arsed cowboy strut in ‘Cocoa Leaves’ and the sort of mutant tropical tackle we could imagine Hunter S. Thompson jamming in a open top Cadillac in ‘Miami’ and the bandy-legged swivel of ’Shipped’. The wave switches to something like blown-out glitch dub with echoes of Simon Crab on ‘Runnin’ Around’, and the pranging warehouse stepper ‘Park Road 1-C’, with sliding guitar lines that unspool into lounge lizard K-holes on ‘Riviera’, and the seething slow avant rock of ‘Steak Butter’ dials up Joe Preston’s Thrones before the sludge rock grappler ‘Robbed’ puts on the finishing moves like a sozzled bar brawler.
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Nads-out psych noise gnarl and sultry screwballs by $&$ for their spiritual breadbins at Rocket Recordings
Evoking the effects of a “permo”, the latest Craig Clouse madness runs the voodoo down on a particularly nerve-fried session of hallucinatory grooves and spannered sampler blatz that knows no chill. ‘New Confusion’ recombines all their influences and hallmarks in time-honoured fashion like few others doing it right now.
There’s raging motorik doom trample in ‘Annoyed’, beside soggy-arsed cowboy strut in ‘Cocoa Leaves’ and the sort of mutant tropical tackle we could imagine Hunter S. Thompson jamming in a open top Cadillac in ‘Miami’ and the bandy-legged swivel of ’Shipped’. The wave switches to something like blown-out glitch dub with echoes of Simon Crab on ‘Runnin’ Around’, and the pranging warehouse stepper ‘Park Road 1-C’, with sliding guitar lines that unspool into lounge lizard K-holes on ‘Riviera’, and the seething slow avant rock of ‘Steak Butter’ dials up Joe Preston’s Thrones before the sludge rock grappler ‘Robbed’ puts on the finishing moves like a sozzled bar brawler.