This long-promised long player from the Hickoids has taken on a kind of mythical quality over the last quarter century or so. Hairy Chafin’ Ape Suit delivers on every broken promise You May Also Like: Ever Wonder How David Byrne Fit Inside That Giant Talking Heads Suit? Why Patti Smith’sRead More

A tasty mixture of greasy blues rock, deranged intellect and mudhole-stomping Texas attitude, Churchwood once again illustrates what a post-punk Skip James might have sounded like had he gotten into the lysergic weirdness of 13th Floor Elevators. You May Also Like: The Shadows of Knight “Someone Like Me” (1967): OneRead More

A raunchy, no-bullshit punkabilly record, Where Do You Want It? begins with a paean to snot-slinging drunkeness — and the Beaumonts never take their steel-toed boot off the gas. You May Also Like: The Flower Pot Men, “Let’s Go to San Francisco [Pts. 1-2]” (1967): One Track Mind John Ginty,Read More

Some non sequiturs make no sense, like jumbo shrimp. Others, like Glambilly, couldn’t be more perfect. This San Antonio-based threesome plays rootsy punk rock, sounding at times more than a little downhome — but with nary a trace of countrypolitan refinery. That makes for a sound, and an album, isRead More