Slipped Discs
Discs You May Have Missed
by John Noyd
DMA's - Hill’s End
DMA'sHill’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.
• DMA's Website • DMA's FacebookHoly Esque - At Hope’s Ravine
Holy EsqueAt Hope’s Ravine
Label: Beyond the Frequency
Seething in bittersweet seizures, Scotland’s Holy Esque harbors karmic carnage beneath emotional oceans, dredging ominous concoctions from feverish allegiance and schizophrenic penance. Ravaged embattled cadavers roaring in glorious indie-rock flourishes, “Ravine,” careens around lean fiends screeching disturbing reverberations, shuddering and sputtering while tortured six-string scorchers parlay embryonic sonics lit in brazen flames into staunch conquering monarchs fueled by turbulent urgency.
• Holy Esque Website • Holy Esque FacebookMark Mallman - The End Is Not The End
Mark MallmanThe End Is Not The End
Label: Polkadot Mayhem
Cheeky synth-rock blockbusters sprinkled in pop-culture touchstones uncoil panoramic calamities as Minnesota’s Mallman conjures ranting ear-candy fantasies from intricate survivalist’s instincts wielding studio-rattled razzle-dazzle. Lathered in flashy bombast, belittling wit and circumvented tension, “End,” sends lavish gadget-packed nostalgia into post-modern quandaries, constructing crushing sounds of heartfelt meltdowns from irreverent, cross-referenced intelligence marinated in daring flair, satirical lyrics and combustible hustle.
• Mark Mallman Website • Mark Mallman Facebook • Mark Mallman WikiMy Gold Mask - Anxious Utopia
My Gold MaskAnxious Utopia
Label: Moon Sounds Records
Cellophane strumpets barreling through tough, buffed triumphs crunch sinful cyber-zipped dins into shiny futuristic visions; “Anxious,” fires glamorous anthems into transistorized extravaganzas packed with barracuda moves hammering risky disco-pop tonics into sublime electro-rock harmonics. Surging with combative techno-driven New Wave rage, Chicago’s MGM’s solid-state flood-gates open groove-glitched passion pits to power-hungry participants, subduing unrestrained campaigns through vigorous, sinister patch-bay subterfuge.
• My Gold Mask Website • My Gold Mask FacebookWintersleep - The Great Detachment
WintersleepThe Great Detachment
Label: Dine Alone Records
Buffeted in brawny downbeats, arc-welded hooks and driving rhymes, Wintersleep’s wide-awake pop-rock earthquakes ride galloping ballads with strenuous tendencies into cruise-controlled crusades. Recorded live in the studio, “Detachment,” taps into an inexhaustible reservoir of palpitating percussion rushing over expansive working-man landscapes to brew soothing communities where toiling joy joins pure, earnest urgency for restless manifest destinies carved from hardy camaraderie.
• Wintersleep Website • Wintersleep Facebook • Wintersleep WikiCullen Omori - New Misery
Cullen OmoriNew Misery
Label: Sub Pop
Effervescent sketches plastered in pillowed reverb and psychotropic commotion, “Misery,” rumbles with sumptuous alt-pop wonder, manufacturing haunted Phil Spector wet-dreams lacquered in heart-breaking infatuations. Streaming tear-stained refrains with prepubescent chemistry while drenching heaven-sent intentions in lollipop optimism, Omori layers tasty two-ply sighs over sugar-coated keyboards and triple-decker guitars. The former Smith Western frontman hits Madison’s High Noon Saloon March 25th.
• Cullen Omori Website • Cullen Omori FacebookBleached - Welcome the Worms
BleachedWelcome the Worms
Label: Dead Oceans
Snarky guitars and battering bass stab and grab in no-nonsense consequence rocking caustic mosh-pit kisses thundering under sledgehammer glamour; the turbo-charged, “Worms,” burns through brawny taunts, ego-crushing struts and brash pop stomps. Baptized in electric bluster and flanked by shameless hanky-panky, the heavy L.A. trio’s bitchy transcriptions pitch peppermint grit from pepper-spray kitchens while pin-up kitsch whips salty curve-ball come-ons.
• Bleached Website • Bleached FacebookSharks in the Deep End - Killin Machine
Sharks in the Deep EndKillin Machine
Label: AWAL Music Distribution
Flushed in lusty muscle, prowling scowls and unrequited insights “Machine,” teams howling prowess to cheeky pleads with champagne luster and leather-stitched wickedness. Hedging edgy alt-rock cockiness against roving pleasure-domes tinted in shiny club-house angst, the snappy, savvy SITD’s relentless pretense hatches feisty bites buoyed by black-ops bop, flirty bursts cursed in broad-stroked boasts and impressive confessions packed with unbendable obsessions.
• Sharks in the Deep End Website • Sharks in the Deep End FacebookCate LeBon - Crab Day
Cate LeBonCrab Day
Label: Drag City
Rube Goldberg Krautrock washed in quirky punch-drunk waltzes and swimming in bristling Escher-like connections, “Crab,” scuttles unfiltered, off-kilter pop wringing giddy riddles from cryptic figments stuttering kinder-goth subplots. Tinkering in slinky kismet while staging sly cock-eyed comedies, LeBon’s Welsh elf gifts brisk asymmetrical riffs to stiff prickly rhythms while gleeful secrets pirouette around deliberately splintered binges scooped from untamed left-brains.
• Cate LeBon Website • Cate LeBon Facebook • Cate LeBon WikiWoods - City Sun Eater in the River of Light
WoodsCity Sun Eater in the River of Light
Label: Woodist Records
Hippie-dipped alt-pop constructed from snakey paisley voodoo, WOODS’ swinging indie-rock releases mountain stream micro-jams tapping into an upbeat bohemia scampering in soulful falsetto and Bakersfield twang. Brass injections punctuating jangle-infused ska, “Eater,” seeks Cheshire cat cat-naps through skulking psychedelic-boogie, capturing secret-agent daydreams in sunshine-primed get-togethers. The blissful quintet play Madison’s High Noon Saloon with baroque-folk retro-rockers Ultimate Painting April 25th
• Woods Website • Woods FacebookCar Seat Headrest - Teens of Denial
Car Seat HeadrestTeens of Denial
Label: Matador
Armed with genuine guards-down charm amid snowballing squalor, CSH addresses post-millennial conflicts encapsulated in slow-roasted, lo-fi epics. Experimental adventures toasted in triumphant trumpet and scrawny six-string flings bursting in quotable anecdotes, ripped quips and free-floating slogans, “Denial,” piles autobiographical slacker-passions propped onto soapbox indie-rock; mild-mannered rambles germinated in good-natured swipes ignite penetrating mayhem ripened under road-tested tempests and street-wise cries.
• Car Seat Headrest Website • Car Seat Headrest Facebook • Car Seat Headrest WikiMoonface and Siinai - My Best Human Face
Moonface and SiinaiMy Best Human Face
Label: Jagjaguwar
Warrior-citizens holding commanding anthems for ransom, “Face,” rides neo-romantic loneliness into grand, glorious places. Mounting jagged attacks with cavernous bombast, Wolf Parade’s Spencer Krug’s alter-ego Moonface mind-melds with demonic-rockers Siinai to spray-paint urban verve over molten brimstone. The clamoring vanguards slither in suspicious diligence uncoiling snake-oil choruses lathered with savvy pathology, dredged from shredded edges and simmered in clenched vengeance.
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