Without hesitation, they deliver the most incredible brutally erratic garage psych imaginable and I’m insatiable and starving so feed me! OH TELEPHONE – Feed me
Beautifully languid vocals in an indie-art-pop piece for both kings and servants and I’m so delighted that half would be enough, and I’m sure all want more. TONY VAZ – Servants
Exuberant, lively alternative pop that rocks you happy and if you disagree, that’s okay because I know you’re already dancing. Be glad you’re not deaf. MORTON BETTS – Tony Deaf And The Decibels
With soft mystery and a warm atmosphere, we get a piece with slightly psychedelic undertones, that make a 1960s-scented sound you dance slowly to TALKING FLOWERS – No Big deal
Like raw energy that sounds like they’re derailing as they unleash their inimitably passionately freaked out garage psych rock for you to love unbridled. THE BIDGET BOOZERS – She Loves Me No More
Surrounded by darkness, they produce an equally blackened sound that, with tempo changes and dramatic vocals, awaken spirits and invite you to dance. EVE’S BLACK HEART – Burials
Dirty, trashy, fuzzy garage rock that makes your legs dig and your head shake and the feeling you get you won’t let go until the moon is gone. BONES SHAKE – Purge
Stylish post-punk that with experimental elements finds its way through the slightly cloudy atmosphere that elegantly surrounds the nice groove. AUA – Allies
It sounds like they got gravel in the machinery, but this is how cruel it should sound by raw energy in a garage-noisy trash-banger that should just be loved. THE PROTOS – Bored
Smashing punk rock about miserable youth, but was it really that miserable? Doubtful because if it can inspire such a wonderful slap in the face, it’s great. KJELLS BÄNK – Miserable Youth