Unsurprisingly, this entire LP plays at 45 rpm. Frankly, the only thing that would make more sense were it to be a 78. We loved that last release from The Shirks. Their "Cry Cry Cry" single was a monster, but this self-titled LP is pure pedal to the floor rock 'n' roll. The whole thing is fuzzed-out, blown-speaker fury, and it is an intense ride.
Thankfully, it's also a short ride -- the Shirks' style of rock 'n' roll, played as it is at 500 miles an hour, can seem like you're riding shotgun with a madman at the wheel. It's exciting, it's exhilarating, and it makes you feel more alive than you thought possible, but you're ready for a cup of tea and a lie-down when it's all over.
The Shirks have become the heirs apparent to the New Bomb Turks' punk-flavored rock 'n' roll, and their boisterous swagger is a welcome respite from tough-guy hardcore, introspective indie rock, and the likes of which I've been listening to lately. The Shirks is simply blown-out garage, played fast, loud, and -- well, loud and fast, really.
Personal favorite track? "Don't Tell Me," which sounds like nothing so much as AC/DC's "Let There Be Rock" played at triple time, and loaded with so much nervous energy, you need to take a shot or two in order to take the edge off how keyed-up you are after its minute and a half of awesome has runs its course.
It's available now from Grave Mistake Records on either red vinyl (limited to 100) or black vinyl.
The Shirks, “The Shirks” LP
Unsurprisingly, this entire LP plays at 45 rpm. Frankly, the only thing that would make more sense were it to be a 78. We loved that last release from The Shirks. Their "Cry Cry Cry" single was a monster, but this self-titled LP is pure pedal to the floor rock 'n' roll. The whole thing is fuzzed-out, blown-speaker fury, and it is an intense ride.
Thankfully, it's also a short ride -- the Shirks' style of rock 'n' roll, played as it is at 500 miles an hour, can seem like you're riding shotgun with a madman at the wheel. It's exciting, it's exhilarating, and it makes you feel more alive than you thought possible, but you're ready for a cup of tea and a lie-down when it's all over.
The Shirks have become the heirs apparent to the New Bomb Turks' punk-flavored rock 'n' roll, and their boisterous swagger is a welcome respite from tough-guy hardcore, introspective indie rock, and the likes of which I've been listening to lately. The Shirks is simply blown-out garage, played fast, loud, and -- well, loud and fast, really.
Personal favorite track? "Don't Tell Me," which sounds like nothing so much as AC/DC's "Let There Be Rock" played at triple time, and loaded with so much nervous energy, you need to take a shot or two in order to take the edge off how keyed-up you are after its minute and a half of awesome has runs its course.
It's available now from Grave Mistake Records on either red vinyl (limited to 100) or black vinyl.
