Slipped Discs

Discs You May Have Missed
by John Noyd

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Christopher Denny - If The Roses Don’t Kill Us

Christopher Denny - If The Roses Don’t Kill Us

Christopher Denny
If The Roses Don’t Kill Us
Label: Partisan

Major chord euphoria baptized in warm purring Wurlitzers, bantering pianos and gurgling guitars; “Roses,” flows in spunky country-gospel, embracing Church-bell bright liturgies and family-friendly redemption. Sprinkled in Dixieland boogie, dusted with evangelical twang and shielded by hand-quilted happiness, Denny’s folksy notions are pitched with revival-meeting zeal and colored in frontier lovers’ gumption, turning lively homespun wonder into gentle denim revelations.

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Doldrums - The Air-Conditioned Nightmare

Doldrums - The Air-Conditioned Nightmare

Doldrums
The Air-Conditioned Nightmare
Label: Sub Pop

Splashing in spastic, ectoplasmic chasms while cobbling wobbly Afropop-goth to churning nocturnal infernos, “Nightmare,” slither through funky post-punk pratfalls trapping wriggling mysteries in strobe-lit bailiwicks; sexy webs slinging slushy jungle percussion into test-tube grooves. Deranged Canadians spraying neo-industrial bluster over transistorized Terrordomes, Doldrums’ rumbling cunning oozes in spooked latex interludes spawning intergalactic mash-ups attracting squirmy neural blast-offs into diabolical holodecks.

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Drinks - Hermits on Holiday

Drinks - Hermits on Holiday

Drinks
Hermits on Holiday
Label: Birth Records

Intentionally eccentric and willfully wobbly, “Hermits,” unfurl an inventive collaborative dementia between brilliant psycho-Brit Cate LeBon and White Fences’ irrepressible Tim Presley. Crazed sages waging fruity canoodling against giggle-riddled syllogisms whose unruly tomfoolery sprouts like lop-sided poppies from well-watered wig-outs, DRINKS’ impish electro-shocked leads and bonker beats release idiosyncratic pageants capturing happily madcap rascals slurping schizophrenic chemistry under moonlit labyrinths.

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Darwin Deez - Double Down

Darwin Deez - Double Down

Darwin Deez
Double Down
Label: Lucky Number

Spring-loaded goading from swinging opinions vetted in unfettered perceptions, Deez’s crisp wit flickers in shrewd hip-swiveling dissidence as cool dime-store Romeos unleash shark-like malarkey from slick tricked-out pop. Upbeat table-turning journaling backed by boss froth and chic cheek, “Double,” tumbles in snazzy songs strong on ironic homilies and catchy metaphors, slyly prying into lively reprisals while shyly driving court-jester life-lessons.

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Daughter - Not To Disappear

Daughter - Not To Disappear

Daughter
Not To Disappear
Label: Glassnote

Cooked in narcotic tonics and strewn in saw-tooth gauze, Daughter’s frail pale sunset introspections turn veiled dream-rock into arrested confessions wrenched from tempestuous interventions. Drenched in repentant tension, “Disappear,” veers fearlessly into fierce bittersweet longing as hushed lyrics hung under contorted atmospherics bake deep existential aches into mesmerizing empathy, trapping slow claustrophobic explosions within tangled temptations roasting smoldering ghost-poached transmissions.

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DMA's - Hill’s End

DMA's - Hill’s End

DMA's
Hill’s End
Label: MOM + POP MUSIC

Brandishing mammoth jangle-pop sincerity grown from humble strumming and plainspoken hopes, ” End,” elicits supersonic pub-rock issuing epic declarations with bluesy introspections arousing courageous choruses inside passionate mop-top holocausts, yearning for stability, grateful for relief. Portraying everyday heroes facing hard-won options to honest problems, Australia’s demonstrative DMA’s doles out down-to-earth words rooted in the larger-than-life decisiveness of red-blooded unrequited confessionals.

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Deerhoof - The Magic

Deerhoof - The Magic

Deerhoof
The Magic
Label: Polyvinyl

Tinkering in twerk-worthy earthiness, Deerhoof’s psychedelic shin-digs dodge and bop atop unstoppable chops, popping out funky home-grown grooves alongside noise-pop juggernauts. Heavy with levity, the foursome’s unpredictably trippy frack-rock talents gets goosed and let loose for fun, wigged-out hullabaloos. Euphoric avant-garage barn-burners dressed in reckless affection and smile-filled abandon turns the snap, crackle and blunt head-rushes inside, “Magic,” positively magnetic.

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Deep Throat Choir - Be OK

Deep Throat Choir - Be OK

Deep Throat Choir
Be OK
Label: Bella Union

Surging voices bobbing in undulating choruses, Deep Throat’s triumphant collection of women singers apply warm, organic harmonies nurturing hardy folk-gospel raves among communal indie-rock hymns. Removing traditional instruments from the group’s eclectic selection of contemporary covers, “OK,” lovingly blends gorgeous home-cooked roars and tender, buoyant chorals into a lively, largely a capella affair marked by generous spirits and kind hearts.

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Dougmore - Outerboros

Dougmore - Outerboros

Dougmore
Outerboros
Label: self-release

Tasty woodland fables laid out like chamber-Celtic banquets, Dougmore’s florid feast serves hopeful banjo opuses where cantering chanteys skip in delicious mythical chivalry sweetened by lush chorales and song-bird sonnets sprinkled with baroque notions tell spry, pastoral stories dipped in wishful minstrel kismet. Cinematic maps cataloging the home-sick and lovelorn, “Outerboros,” prances with intoxicating revelry, foolhardy artistry and whimsical innocence.

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Angelo De Augustine - Swim Inside the Moon

Angelo De Augustine - Swim Inside the Moon

Angelo De Augustine
Swim Inside the Moon
Label: Asthmatic Kitty

Tranquil, woodshed-weathered feather-bed folk, “Moon,” dances in spring-creek rambles where finger-picking mastery splashed in nimble divinity captures anointed counterpoint sprinkled with vine-climbing symmetry. Sleepy reverb envelopes inquisitive rhythms mimicking precious memories as De Augustine’s comforting voice and graceful guitar navigate embroidered pastoral voyages enlisting distant whispers and wistful wishes; open-hearted verse poured over engorged chords, assorted flourishes and embellished progressions. 

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Deathlist - Fun

Deathlist - Fun

Deathlist
Fun
Label: XRAY Records

Penetrating bass races around heated rock beats driving sinewy six-string blues whipped in grit and laced in sinister, big-sister intimidation; “Fun,” runs hot and bothered plundering solitude’s dungeons while baiting double-dating danger with breathless reckless pleasure. Exacting slash and burn terms churning life-affirming ear-worms, the coy, cautious Deathlist grips defensive desires riled in fiery distrust and dipped in frenzied consent.

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Paul de Jong - You Fucken Sucker

Paul de Jong - You Fucken Sucker

Paul de Jong
You Fucken Sucker
Label: Temporary Residence

A Turing test with Tourette’s, “Sucker,” disassociates and negotiates, stimulates and sublimates, leaping between the subliminal and the criminal through gothic-blues mind-control blending Dickensian references, terror-riddled ragas sparring schizophrenic targets and manipulated field-recordings exploring stymied ironies. Donning multiple sonic costumes, de Jong conjures conceptual laboratories to concoct provocative art, juxtaposing gross notions broaching social boundaries beside rebellious critiques preaching mirror-holding sociology.

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