punk this week: g2k, touch girl apple blossom, prisonnier du temps + 13 more
The Spatulas return, Detroit has a big week, Chronophage start a label, and some monsters of budget rock step forward.
Hey, it’s Punk This Week. There’s a bunch of sick new stuff this week that’s worth getting excited about, so click through all the links. We’ve got the debut of power duo G2K—that’s Seth Sutton (Useless Eaters) and Sal Go (SEXFACES). There’s also new stuff from Touch Girl Apple Blossom, Prisonnier Du Temps, the Spatulas, Cell Deth, H8 Mile, and more.
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G2K: CONCEPT [HALO FX]
Seth Sutton’s bar-surpassing return of Useless Eaters collides with Sal Go’s championship run with SEXFACES. Make no mistake, this is an event in the world of punk music…sorry, wait a minute. Have you been sleeping on G2K’s debut four-song collection CONCEPT because you skipped straight to Useless Eaters’ return with the fully available and clearly unbelievable new album MUSIC FOR CLOUT? That album is an undoubted event. You know what else is an event? The first release on Seth’s HALO FX imprint and the EP released one day before he dropped the album. It’s an absolute mega powers collision that stomps untold ass. Are you seeing what I’m saying about these two records??? Two events!
CONCEPT presents as a demo in its title, its length, and its home-recorded nature. “GHETTO 2000” begins with the single strum of an electric guitar that crackles with static—a slow swell until this thing takes off like a caustic little homebrewed jet. Rock’n’roll hooks wallow in noisy mire and establish a foundation for the bass-heavy drum machine’s structural grid, these sick high-register fuzz guitar solos, and shout-sung unison vocals echoing off in the distance. “I ROCK I RAN” is an immaculate punk song, a lost perfect 7” blasted loud while somehow drowning about a block away. These songs are humid, dense, and shockingly spatial for a lo-fi punk record. This EP ends abruptly, which is fucking mean, honestly. That song could be twice as long! There could be more songs. The hunger is insatiable, damn.
Useless Eaters’ MUSIC FOR CLOUT is out digitally right now and coming to vinyl via Total Punk soon. I’m kind of respecting an unspoken embargo here by hanging back on a proper review, but you should know right now that it is extremely good and has occupied my imagination in a major way. It’s very much an example of a record that’s worth buying twice.
