psychedelic horseshit: new wave hippies

 

getting sick of this shit yet?  i know you are coz nobody is fucking reading.  well tough.  titty.  there’s still another one to go after this.  although titmachine’s probably getting all manner of wayward perverts sent moist and seeping my way… how disappointing for them.

amusingly described by a more concise friend as a really shit guided by voices.  which is not a million miles from the truth.  but not in the pejorative (for me anyway).

so.  wondrous name aside, what bang do you get for yr buck?

five tracks on one seven inch.  they sound like demo’s recorded through wet cardboard for five different bands.  the two sides play at different speeds.  acoustic mumblings?  check.  dubby meanderings?  check. shuffling bleeps and knob twiddlery?  check.  garagey fall rip-offs?  check.  it’s all good, non?

non?

well it’s at least old fashioned amateurish fun.  like lou barlows crackly spunkstained sebadoh tapes.  but without the i-desperately-need-to-fuck-a-lady vibe.

it sounds not unlike the kinda thing i might come up with at three a.m. following a mad jagermeister binge with a guitar, four track recorder, some korg device and an old box for a drum.  when yr teeth go green and yr tongue swells and you can’t quite tell why yr knuckles are bleeding or whose blood it is and someone called evil dick keeps calling on the mobile and you know if you answer it all manner of things are gonna be explained that you don’t want explained.  pretty much like that.

new wave hippies

those old nme cunts continue to call it shitgaze.

whatever.

they’re on siltbreeze.

namedrops: times new viking, eat skull, black lips, guided by voices, the fall, dr teeth and the electric mayhem, scouting for girls.

a buncha live horseshit:

sit ubu, sit.

horseshitspace / siltbreeze

previously:

• titmachine
• jello biafra
• los peyotes