Soupcans
Soft Party [LP; Telephone Explosion]

I mistakenly thought I had finally cracked the Aussie punk pantheon when this came in the mail but, shit, turns out Telephone Explosion is a Canadian concern. The more you know! But hey, while we’re talking about scenes that rage with unbridled, tattoo’d lust at the moment, how about the din these Soupcans are kickin’ up? This record is so baaaad and naughty, so heavy you could swear some metal-snortin’ motherfuckers were involved if you didn’t know how punk-to-the-core it was. But it’s an abstract strain of the genre, linked to bands like Shearing Pinx as much as tried-true post-mohawkers like those fools on Goner and In The Red back in the day. Flipper too, which is never a bad thing. I heard the first few tracks of Soft Party and thought I had shit mostly on lock; I couldn’t be more happy to be wrong, as Soupcans energetically guide each new track into the pits of reality, sucking the life out of the room and equating to a quasi-Dead & Gone/Creeps On Candy trip. You’re gonna like this one if you’re bored of drone or maybe just ready to rawk out super HARD, and maybe even when others are looking. It’s not so bad to stand out; ask these blokes, they’re like a sore thumb amid a sea of feckless bands without an ax to spare much less grind. I’ve been recommending a lot of records lately (and in an obscenely obvious way; I suppose I want the good folks to succeed, IS THAT SUCH A BAD THING?), but once again, I say to you: It is time to make do.

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