splitting their time equally between being awesome and being busy, these five good time dudes have been jamming with each other and rolling with safety off for years, exploring the joys of heavy, lo tensile string vibrations and big, clever and funny over-amplification. constantly losing speed and any contrivance towards motif/refrain induced empathy, they've drawn on the cosmos sustainable feedback resources, primal vocal gutter-balling and the logic of the repetition/augmentation exponential relationship, common from the stooges to swans, to grind out sprawling tides of shit-black, psyched-up(out) tar and reductive, chronologically-ignorant fucking hard rock donkey punch rhythms.
Sunshine
Republic - Ransack Your Mansack
CD
KR 030306
Sunshine Republic take 17 plus minutes to construct a wandering haze of wailing feedback, woozy vocals and assorted grrumble and clatter, eventually stumbling across the remains of a lurching, semi retarded groove, melting down inside a shitlined cave of intense amplifier chunder and blistered metal droning, hollowed out by righteous caveman sloth-stomp, get your your stereo dimed and break out the bongs, this will put you in the ground.
£5+Postage