Remember – if you send it, it will get reviewed. That’s the City Slang promise. It doesn’t matter what genre the music is – as long as it has a Metro Detroit connection, it’ll get in. Preferably, we’d like to concentrate on new releases but, while we’re getting warmed up here, feel free to send back catalog material too. Send CDs, vinyl, cassettes, demos and 8-tracks to Brett Callwood, City Slang, Metro Times, 733, St. Antoine, Detroit, MI 46226. Email MP3s and streaming links to email@example.com.
The Fuzz has a second album out, The Sting (Melting Records), and it picks up where its predecessor, Peach Fuzz, left off. They say on the sleeve that they’ve heard of the Black Keys and the White Stripes but they don’t want to be them, which is fair enough and obvious from the sound, but the spirit of Detroit garage rock is certainly there. The band couldn’t be more appropriately named, as distortion and white noise is the order of the day. Blues, punk and art rock collide on awesome tunes like “Where’d She Go?”, etc. Gotta catch this band live soon.
Matt Dmits’ Bury Me with My Guitar is a superb EP from the erstwhile member of the Inside Outlaws songwriting group. The likes of Ty Stone, Doop Duprie, Katie Grace and Vinnie Dombroski pop up on a set of songs honest and authentic enough to make the hairs on your neck, not only stand up, but weep too. The title track is exquisite; I listened to it in my office but I felt like I was sat around a campfire, drinking beer and wearing a ridiculous bandana. Dmits is a majestic songwriter, and one to watch.
OK, it’s whoopsie time. I recently reviewed a single that I said was by the Jesus Chainsaw Massacre and called “Revoir / People Are Afraid to Merge”. That was incorrect and I apologize. The single is, in fact, a split single featuring the JCM and another artist called Revoir, both playing the same track, “People Are Afraid to Merge”. My bad. That initial review was positive however, and I will reiterate here that Revoir’s version “thrills”. The synth is suitably creepy and the vocals are mildly disconcerting, reminiscent of Depeche Mode at their best. He’ll probably still hate me for saying that.
Chris Richards and the Subtractions should be commended many times over. First of all, the title of the album Get Yer La La’s Out is awesome. A Rolling Stones tribute and boobies all in one title. But the music, ah the music. Think Cheap Trick, think Marshall Crenshaw, think Elvis Costello. It’s poppy, new wavey, Brit invasion-y goodness. Great song writing, awesome musicianship, normal looking dudes. Much to love.Follow @City_Slang