Buzz Of The Month: THE GIFT – Running Around This Town LP

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THE GIFT
Running Around This Town LP
Time For Action Records

Alright you Top Boys and Knuckle Girls, I really hope you didn´t set your TFA order yet after the triumphant cry for glory of the WEEKS yesterday because here´s another scorcher comin´ from the same label to whip out your wallet for.
In case you ever thought of Powerpop only being some lame kind of coitus backbeat or of Mod Revival only being fit for crumpled pedantic traditionalists blustering about the sewing patterns of their Button-Down Shirts while sipping on a cup of Earl Grey and nibbling on a piece of malt loaf, then you´ve finally found the definite antithesis to this proposition by means of THE GIFT from Nantes and their actual full-length.
Almost two years after the release of their Debut EP on Une Vie Pour Rien those guys, having emerged from the likes of PROTOKIDS, JANITORS, RUDES and HEADLINERS, are presenting  a record that simply has to be denominated as absolutely unrivalled in it´s sound and attitude, once again giving proof that the TFA commander-in-chief Micha repeatedly evinces the right intuition to find extraordinary bands for his label.

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Buzz Of The Month: MISCALCULATIONS – Kill The Whole Cast LP

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MISCALCULATIONS
Kill The Whole Cast LP
FDH Records / P.Trash Records / Rockstar Records

It´s hot in this post-nuclear stoneage matrix, parched desert landscapes as far as the eye can reach, only broken by the view on blood-smeared arenas where the unpennied beggars are mutilating each other for a piece of bread while the drones of war are minatory hovering above their districts only waiting for their target acquisition commando note. The world the MISCACULATIONS are conceptulaizing with their songs is abysmally vicious and could hardly be any scarier or more frightening but although it may facile appear futuristic actually isn´t that far away from the reality of our modern world where hate is sold as hope, where victims are distorted into parasites, where we´re closing our eyes when being faced with squalor until it´s knocking on our front door, just to even then derogatively slam it in the face of the less and non fortunate.

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