Whether you just can’t get enough of dance-punk upstarts BODEGA’s addictive whip-smart conniptions, “Endless Scroll,” or feel enslaved by modern-pop temptress AMY SHARK’s magical theatrics, “Love Monster,” July albums indulge your insatiable tastes. Go bananas over paisley-basement Anglophile TY SEGALL and loco co-conspirator WHITE FENCE’s bicameral psycho-collapsible monuments, “Joy,” then fixate on ghost-emo angel-tamer TANUKICHAN’s rascally tactile tattletales, “Sundays,” or hardcore scorchers DEAFHEAVEN’s, cataclysmic, “Ordinary Corrupt Human Love.” More awaits.
77:78 - Jellies
Album title: Jellies
Record Label: Heavenly
Tramp-steamer dreamers 77:78 croon beautiful lunacy in woozy psycho-blues, gonzo-rock waltzes and semi-ironic symphonics, treasuring a bevy of reverse-engineered memories hustling Alice in Wonderland scams beneath brooding jazz flute and rainy-day Merseybeat. Loose, wobbly funk peddled by shaggy, casual dance-hall punks, “Jellies,” swell swallowing cosmic beer-goggled comedies into conniving low-rider hybrids motoring downtown cool and retro-speckled spectacle over super-fantastic nostalgia.
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Collections of Colonies of Bees - Hawaii
Album title: Hawaii
Record Label: Polyvinyl
Sophisticated noise-voyagers COCOB sail post-rock yachts past power-chord crashes, bouncing tweaked art-pop frequencies against roaming digital metronomes building shimmering waves of graceful relations. An ephemeral paradise shining with new-born glee and well-established ease, “Hawaii,” welcomes distinct strategic kinks into smooth musical executions, micro-massaging bright ideas into radiant harmonic sunshine. The Milwaukee ensemble plays Washington Park Summer Concert Series August 8th.
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Lotic - Power
Album title: Power
Record Label: Tri Angle
Sonic knob-twiddler, sound-pioneer Lotic deposits exotic razor-sharp technology scoured in electro-probed Space Soul through unglued blasting-cap trap wrapped in satin-smooth slave-driver grime and machine-tooled glitch-stitched rhymes. Atmospheric experiences encapsulated in trampled samples and polished solitary clarity, “Power,” quivers and equivocates, agitates and palpitates in pixelated stages repaving edited sedatives into savory chaos, holy communion cleansing upended sensations with antiseptic tension.
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Lydia - Liquor
Album title: Liquor
Record Label: Weekday Records
Supple pinball rhythms rinsed in liquid moon-bounce bass and lush airbrushed keyboards, “Liquor,” flickers, baking swoon-induced soufflés draped in vivacious elations. Slithering among lustful seductions, affectionate rejections and moody approval, the understated synth-rich trio prove extra-hypnotic taunting melted velvet hearts behind soft peek-a-boo innuendo; pouty carousers conjuring nimble, narcotic indie-pop with foxy folk overtones sowing anarchist’s charms with tiki-bar carnage.
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Meg Myers - Take Me To The Disco
Album title: Take Me To The Disco
Record Label: 300 Entertainment
Elegant rants fired in frantic enchantments, “Disco,” bewitches with absorbing, tormented pop dispensing unquenchable temptations through morbid pre-storm warnings cornering sleek banshee struts prowling around leather-bound lounges. Dignified by melodramatic diplomats practiced in unmasking black-cat tact from gothic moths drawn around unrestrained flames, Myers’ slinky unforgiving convictions link sentimental vengeance to manic, volcanic dances built to withstand scalding-hot grand-standing fantasies.
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Valley Queen - Supergiant
Album title: Supergiant
Record Label: Roll Call Records
Heart-pounding West-coast rock powered by smoldering Valkyrie vocals fusing cruising blues to jumping country, “Supergiant,” soars over placid spotlight ballads swimming in deep sleepy jangle, pairing curve-hugging percussion to soul-baring melodies while riding spiraling six-string flings. Steamy truths weave Valley Queen’s brave embraces, searching concerns and pending questions into curried fury and tactical passion, distilling shadow-filled thrills from incandescent wills.
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Resisting temptation or at least trying to, summer music includes tributes to resilience and restraint. Before committing or submitting step inside coy, go-go booted pop-rockers THE OPHELIAS’ sultry doe-eyed shin-dig, “Almost” then consider chamber-folk tripsters THE CRADLE’s mythical woodland embroidery, “Bag of Holding.” Pause a moment to bop to kiwi-smitten indies SMOKESCREENS’ free-range surf-twang, “Used to Yesterday,” before hanging with cosmopolitan cowboy-rockers OLDERMOST’s savvy prairie-ferried tapestry, “How Could You Ever Be The Same?” and grizzled blues wizard REED TURCHI’s gallows-bound honky-tonk, “Just A Little More Faith.” Remember, there’s always tomorrow.