One of the advantages of Portland, Oregon's high standard-of-living-to-cost ratio is that people don't have to stop being in bands and get real jobs in their late 20s. The trembling-voiced Fred Cole, who fronts this Portland institution, and his wife/bass player Toody Cole are grandparents, and they're still hammering out relentless garage rock with a lineup now in its 20th year. Like most of their records, this whomping, halfway-in-tune 1992 album — originally cut on the same lathe as the Kingsmen's "Louie Louie" — sounds like it could have been a series of primitive psychedelic garage singles cut by asylum escapees in 1966.
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Slim Twig's rich, twisted art-rock dances with a leer between gorgeous and hideous. Like St. Vincent, the Toronto native has a quizzical approach to rock songs, and a seemingly irresistible urge to pull at their ends to...
By Louis Pattison on 12.10.14 in Features
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