Zeahorse
Let's Not (and Say We Did)
After over 4 years away, Zeahorse's third record 'Let's Not (And Say We Did)' kicks off with a headbutt from a meathead dressed in surprisingly-fine Egyptian cotton and then only lets up occasionally so you can check your stupid phone with the cracked screen. It is the sound of gleefully setting alight a skip bin of discarded 'How To Win Friends And Influence People' paperbacks. (Fuck those sycophants, those dim flashes in unwashed pans. No longer do we have time for them.) From the everyone's-mate company narcissist of 'The Ladder' to the selfie-aware solipsism of '20 Nothing's trendy shut-in, 'Let's Not (And Say We Did)' is Oz noise rock at its most relevant - like watching Countdown on acid dropped into kit-home hell. (Tried to go to heaven but went the other way.) Blare it while the poor in spirit march joyously into the inferno that it is their paradise - on their way to a photoshoot at the beach without ever stepping onto the sand. For fans of Autolux, Pissed Jeans, Fugazi. Comes on green/black vinyl.