By William Sheehan
Annoying // Dayne Jordan & Decap
- One of the more recent releases by Dayne Jordan and San Francisco’s Decap – real name Nicholas John Piantedosi. Decap’s a man in demand and – while we’re on the topic of annoyances, a follow up to this collaboration can’t come fast enough.
Among Unlovers // Myers Rooney
- Ryan Schmale has found beauty in the darkness; lo-fi garagey psych-folk ripples through the air akin to hot rain at sunset.
Ya No Me Importa // Melenas
- Lo-fi crooners hailing from Paloma, Spain playing surfy fuzzed out garage pop that lingers with the essence of girl-group doo-wop in every note.
Fine Slime // White Denim
- Throttling the overcast with a cacophony of drums from Greg Clifford that shakes. Stay for the sound that comes in droves, stay because the jamming both unmatched and unbelievable.
California Took My Bobby Away // Holy Wave
- Austin locals quip through hazy psychedelic garage rock and sweep a contagious spell through their multiple albums-worth of casual hit after casual hit.
You Say I’m In Love // Bane’s World
- Dreamy Bay Area jazz-psych croons with a translucent, almost watery sound regardless of what synesthesists might say.
Flies Bump Against the Glass // Oh Sees
- Prolific San Fran originals escalating tensions in varying subgenres of rock n’ roll.
Nude Review // Products
- Lyrical hypnagogia; Minneapolis post-punks delivered a hook-filled EP last fall with On the Dotted Line. As the stand out track, Nude Review is no exception and quite frankly rips.
Bury Your Heart // The Florists
- Horizontal-punk three piece manage to be both and confessional while considering objective nuance within the human condition.
Nothing Ever Happened // Deerhunter
- Bradford Cox loops his way into a sonic-ether of walls and columns of ambient-punk. Drone for the mainstream.
Until You Feel Good // San Mei
- Australian four-piece strafing into mesmerizing, reverb-drenched pop that recognizes the natural beauty in decay ahead of the slapping guitars.
Jesus’ Son // Priests
- Revving up their sophomore release The Seduction of Kansas, D.C. punks Priests are back in spades, upping more than just their commentative ante.
