With a sound that incorporates elements of punk, psych, garage rock, crazed blues, and more, it’s not hard to glean how they’ve scored support slots with Slaves, Cerebral Ballzy and God Damn.
And importantly, their album has a great title.
It’s also a great album, opener ‘Cash’ crashing in with hints of Dead Kennedys and Butthole Surfers, with wild vocals matched by wild tempo changes and some frenetic percussion that propels a scuzzed-out, low-down, dirty, dense guitar sound. Pace and mania are two of the album’s defining features, ‘Headrush’ a stop/start riff explosion
‘Creep and Crawl’ and ‘Passion’ are swaggering rockabilly garage workouts, and like many of the other cuts on the album, they’re only a fraction over two minutes in length. ‘Wild’ is appropriately titles, a raucous racket of reverb-soaked garage mania. Hints of Melvins creep in around the corners of several tracks, and for all its amped-up overdrive, there’s a glint of humour that shines through the fuzz (how can you be 100% serious when you’ve songs like ‘Heaven’s Got an Electric Fence’?). Moreover, there’s a tangible sense of glee, not least of all in the whooping, yelping and hollering vocal style. This is the sound of a band having a blast cranking it up and kicking out the jams.
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Where Love Buzzard are concerned, brevity equals impact, and the songs are all played hard and fast, but it’s a positive energy, rather than an exercise in violence or nihilism. Frantic, fucked up and fun.
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