Following on the heels of their monumental Don’t Need Smoke to Make Myself Disappear 7”, Pissed Jeans drop album number 2 and their Sub Pop debut: Hope for Men (we like to think of it in the “mankind” sense). For those who found a glimmer of the stuff on the aforementioned single (two pressings of which have sold out), the album delivers more, and in abundance. That is to say, if classic, thick-as-glue punk bombast and Aussie sludge stoke the coals of your existence, you have found, not only your new favorite band, but a reason to get up in the morning.
Since 2004 the Jeans have spent many a night playing in their hometown, no-rules hellhole, Allentown’s legendary Jeff the Pigeon (RIP). Their first single, “Throbbing Organ” and album, Shallow (both on Parts Unknown) set many self-styled punk scholars’ hearts a-flutter. Songs like “Ugly Twin” sent jaws floor-ward by including a plaintive piano part in a bruiser of a song. Such touches abound on Hope for Men. The album is diverse, but the Jeans ain’t no dilettantes. Mixing volatility with humor is a damned hard thing to master in music. Pissed Jeans do it with smarts and poignancy. Consider the bar raised.
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So quite a few months ago, a friend recommended Daughters to me. I had a pretty large list to work through, so I've only gotten to them last week and man, YWGWYW is just an insane trip of an album. Never before have I heard such a - at the same time - weird and fulfilling sound. Daughters is a band that seemingly does not give a single fuck. And I really enjoy that. David Fischer
Been waiting for this celestial gift to be repressed (yet again) to make buying a copy accessible. Apart from that, it goes without saying: Starspawn is fucking good. Like, unbelievably good. Cosmic, psyched, brutal...words don’t do it justice. Just buy the fucking album already. JDMP