Fixed Faces “Get Tough”

Fixed Faces “Get Tough”

It’s wonderful to have friends across the underground music scene – and when you’re having a blue day Joey from Fixed Faces sends you their latest unreleased song “Get Tough.” Hell – these guys can write a pop song. Somehow the British Invasion is alive and well in Greenville. This is The Kinks at their most poppy. This is classic garage rock mixed with the songwriting expertise of the Brill Building. Here is a song I feel truly jealous about  – because everything here – the guitar, the melody, the back-up singing – is a hook. 

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THE THERMALS, “RETURNING TO THE FOLD”

THE THERMALS, “RETURNING TO THE FOLD”

decisions today, and listening to The Thermals’ “Returning To The Fold” feels as urgent and present as when the song was released. Hutch Harris’ lyrics twist in knots over blind faith and deception, with lines like “I regret leaving my soul/I forgot I needed it to feel” and “But I still have faith/If I ever had faith/Wait for me, wait for me” tracing the deep divide between the narrator’s beliefs and the reality he’s in. The track, a brief aside from the album’s story of escaping a fascist faux-Christian America, sounds like a blueprint that garage rock’s been building off over the past fifteen years: pulsing rhythm guitar, cymbal-heavy drums, and soaring, half-shouted vocals draped over top. It’s well worth a revisit, for the compassion and verve that The Thermals bring to their music and for the all-too-relevant commentary it contains.

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DEFAULT AMERICAN, “THE LIFE OF ME”

DEFAULT AMERICAN, “THE LIFE OF ME”

The faint hum of feedback bookends Default American’s “The Life Of Me,” an unanswered sound that’s there if you’re looking for it throughout the song. It’s an apt metaphor for a song about addiction: the hum is ever-present, and ready to either take over or fade into the background at a moment’s notice. The track charts a similarly twisty road to recovery, as lyrics describe leaving rehab and feeling that “the thought of being sober was one I could not afford.” Default American builds the back-and-forth over acoustic strums and full band crescendos, lucidly tracking the pressures that lead to dependence and the tumult of trying to get clean.

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Here it: https://defaultamerican.bandcamp.com/album/the-life-of-me-single

LA PALMA, “OHIO”

LA PALMA, “OHIO”

La Palma’s “Ohio” finds intimacy in earnest, contemplative lyrics over lo-fi acoustic picks and strums. The best bedroom pop feels like gazing into a jewel box the artist created, and Chris Walker’s lyrics walk the line between sentiment and sentimentality with ease. As the song considers the simple desire to see a loved one before declaring “I know we’ll be okay,” the track blossoms into a fragile finger-picked bridge, with the repeated refrain “Ohayo gozaimasu/Old Ohio is gone” carrying us into silence. It’s a gorgeous exit to a reassuring song in this time of uncertainty and disconnect.

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Hear it: https://lapalmamusic.bandcamp.com/track/ohio

The MIssing Stares, “Isolation”

The MIssing Stares, “Isolation”

Bow down to the kings and queens of garage rock-n-roll. Classic 1950s rock-n-roll blues guitar, sped up and doused with liquid attitude. The vocals are distorted to the level that you can’t understand anything – but it doesn’t matter. This is a shot of adrenalin straight to the heart. AND THEN… half the way through this burning garage anthem it slows and snakes around and rearranges its molecules into an extended psychedelic rocker. One way or another this song will fry your mind.

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Symptoms, “Diagnosed”

Symptoms, “Diagnosed”

This is what happens when you roll into Cafe Nine in New Haven on a Monday night – and a band of barely alive road punks crawl up on stage and blast one of the most tight, blistering sets you’ve ever witnessed. One of the high points, the apotheosis of their sound is “Diagnosed,” which they shared with Musicians for Overdose Prevention. This song is so fast and so tight and also careening off the rails, barely holding on for this ride. The voice is raw and real and spits the absolute truth. The drums are nothing but attack after attack, smashes and rolls, a pure street fighter. And finally the guitar takes a blowtorch to your ears. This is as good as it gets.

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Victima Del Vaciamiento, “I Know The Neighbors Hate Me”

Victima Del Vaciamiento, “I Know The Neighbors Hate Me”

The nature of this song is completely foreign to my experience – I know the neighbors love me! I’m super well behaved, except when we were having band practice once and we live next to an event space and our music was ruining a wedding and we were asked to keep it down… F*ck those guys! But not the wonderful Victima Del Vaciamiento and this blast of snotty pop bliss. This is classic early 60s pop, super catchy, through the filter of badly behaved Argentinian punks.

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GRACE JOYNER, “FAKE GIRLFRIEND”

GRACE JOYNER, “FAKE GIRLFRIEND”

How do you love a ghost? Easy to imagine and hard to answer, it’s a question that sits at the center of Grace Joyner’s upbeat anthem to modern romance, “Fake Girlfriend.” After a quick introduction of shimmering synths and funky bass riffs, Joyner opines in her emotive indie pop voice about wanting the world and falling in love with an evaporating relationship. Swaggering and slyly cathartic, Joyner breaks down the murky boundaries of contemporary dating with spacey guitar and crisp drums, and turns an anxious situationship into a darkly funny bop.

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SLOW POISON, “WILDER THINGS”

SLOW POISON, “WILDER THINGS”

Early on in Slow Poison’s rockabilly ballad “Wilder Things,” Drew Burgess croons, “And right now this very moment/Don’t you feel like you could fall apart?” It’s apt: the song’s waltzy tempo and raspy vocals feel ready to bubble over into full sonic breakdown, but the trembling guitars and cavernous drums never tip into chaos. Instead, the band pushes the upper boundaries of balladry to see how much sinister snarl they can sneak into the song’s howling heart, and by the time the swirling organ carries you home it’ll feel like you’ve been through the relationship ringer with them. Like their name implies, Slow Poison’s “Wilder Things” works its way through your system with stealth and precision before going for the kill.

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