Slipped Discs

Hooveriii - Water for the Frogs

Crispy riffs rip through lofty cacophony and sinister precision as, “Water,” solders methodical prog chops to cutting bluster, cauterizing wild tribal Krautrock into therapeutic confusion oozing sensory frenzy. Diabolical cabals jamming with supernatural stamina, Hooveriii’s brazen psychedelic waves crash over crunched stunts with punchy lunges, converging dervishes colliding in writhing outbursts with jazzy backing from nimble rhythms and incandescent presence.

Quivers - Golden Doubt

Ensemble-pop assembled in genial scenery for hook-laden sanctuaries, “Golden” holds broken hopes under rose-colored microscopes, examining jangly pain with savvy accuracy and upbeat treats. Second-guessing essays in affectionate conjecture and intellectual acceptance, Quivers’ literate deliverance brings genuine tenderness to crafted melodramas and stylish kindness to real feelings, hiding tidy pining hindsight behind lofty cosmic vaudeville filled with swooning honeymoon harmonies.

Royal Canoe - Sidelining

Electro-funky bump and grinds dancing in sunshine art-pop gospel, Royal Canoe’s seamless digital demons romp in rubbery feelgood tumbling, skulking double-talk moxie and warm flower-power flash. Swept into flexible up-tempo temptations, “Sidelining,” moves from mellow hellos to bright family affairs in a hop, skip and a jump; syncopated pleasure cruises gleefully gliding through intriguing beats, synth-soul love and sampler jams.

We Were Promised Jetpacks - Enjoy The View

Heart-wrenching Zen bending grand rock melancholy into life-affirming whirlwinds, “View,” holds tenderness inside a tempest; subsiding, colliding and confiding in plaintive refrains hanging onto dear life among tremolo-soaked guitars and sine-wave synths. Flushed in muscular bluster and raging in heavenly embraces, WWPJ’s intimate vigilance rushes from apologetic to hyper-kinetic, rescued crooners swinging hard with out-stretched hand anthems underwriting clenched-fist grooves.

Future Crib - Full Time Smile

Mellow pedestrian contentment informs the mega-pleasant, “Smile,” with miles accrued through lo-fi drive leaping into groovy boogaloo and folk-pop lobs sweetened in home-grown innovation. Cordial primordial congeniality, Future Crib ride gnarly waves and crash on welcome shores, fireside vocals whispering into the dark and howling at the moon commune in wry tunes where affable majesty shifts from benevolent to eccentric.

Smoke Bellow - Open for Business

Ticklish rhythms cut snug rugs hugging upbeat breakdowns as Smoke Bellow’s curious schematic attitudes box, grok and clock art-rock concoctions into disembodied toggle-pop dodging jagged patterns from rickety riffs with robotic bossa nova, hiccup funk and polished goth. Microwaved tropics romp on velvet conveyor-belts as, “Open,” stokes synthesized precision in frazzled apathy, hypnotic epoxy soldering eerie fearlessness to buoyant clairvoyance. 

Sam Evian - Time To Melt

The heart-felt “Melt,” lathers creamy blue-eyed soul poured over funky punchy synthesized vices, back-burner mirth simmering in liquid lovesick whispers glazed, engaged and laid down into loose dreamy grooves cooked over dancing flames. Somewhere between psychotropic Romeo and pixie-dusted Pied Piper, Evian fuses future sounds to commercial flirting, sci-fi prizes awarded for yacht-rock sock-hops broadcasted in boldly cozy quadraphonic technicolor.

Matt The Electrician - We Imagined An Ending

Bobbing optimism culled from merging personal journeys into accurate snapshots, Matt the Electrician gathers traveler’s cavalier valor packed in practical happiness and noble hopes toasted over sentimental friends celebrating human communion. Empathetic songs dressed in thoughtful folk-pop, “Ending,” parlays velvety melodies and spirited lyrics into colorful hullabaloos smoothed into universal viewpoints, defusing confusion through tuneful sunshine musings and good-natured playfulness.

Marissa Paternoster - Peace Meter

Forthright and decisive, Screaming Females’ Pasternoster slays rock-gothic monsters and braves godforsaken pagans, shaping funeral wounds into ecclesiastical passion and marching attentive contentions beneath regal allegiance. A quarantine album created by long-distance collaborations with members of THOU, Snakeskin and Lung, “Meter,” feeds merciful dirges with never surrender destiny, feudal bootcamp truces circling devilish reveille with strong, calm call to arms.

Pearly Gate Music - Mainly Gestalt Pornography

Anecdotal episodes unfolding behind tall tales and savory fables, “Gestalt,” unlocks indie-folk heroics with tactful madrigals, deeply felt elegies and sage serenades circling face-to-face relationships in literate sympathies. Mid-tempo sentiments aligned alongside tasty innovation, PGM seeks human roots in sprawling novelty, delivering colorful apologies with shimmering images and educated rhetoric surrounded by gorgeous pedalboard accompaniments subtly layered in synthesized riffs.

Artsick - Fingers Crossed

A gleeful spree careening between sputtering solos and telepathic backing, Artsick’s free-fall pop-punk pile-drivers lob lo-fi sparks into red-hot chops, pasting tasty doo-wop bop onto groovy truth-bombs raging in cagey mosh-pit finishes. Possessing reckless affections for upbeat directness, the trio’s runaway debut, “Crossed,” takes off the brakes in reactive magic as the DIY veterans bounce and bash with elastic exuberance.

The Wombats - Fix Yourself Not The World

Erudite court jesters postulating brave mania while populating metaphorical stories with cock-eyed logic and flash-mob glamour, The Wombats announce private thoughts with demonstrative aplomb; devil’s advocates and savvy satirists jimmying pithy aphorisms into buff, customized pop-rock. A party record for intellectual refugees, yuppie nerds and polyester lotus-eaters, “Fix,” twists convincing epiphanies into pulp-fiction pop-quizzes, smooth clues included in crackerjack ear-candy.

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