Suburban Homes: EP3 7" (new)
Prior outings on Total Punk and their own Market Square imprint posited The Suburban Homes as torchbearers of classic-form UK punk & DIY, efficiently launching sharp shocks in the spirit of SWELL MAPS and DESPERATE BICYCLES at todayâs less economic and terribly busy punk forms. The lotâs accusive and anarchic sound snaps further toward pop on Magazine Version, their latest small-dose offering. A considerable part of The Homesâ wonder lies in their knack for making the familiar sound fresh, jutting the foundational chatter and unrest of their influences up against the exasperations of the modern day. This approach sparks the current running throughout this EP, roused most via the title-track, where todayâs proclivity toward pre-packaged easiness is gnashed apart, exposing the lazy and lame core of consumer culture. Vitriolic enough, dear mates??? Youâre all about this. Youâre all about that. But what itâs really all about is fuck all. Hear The Suburban Homes now or lead a terminally gutted existence. The choice is yours, as if you had one. - Mitch Cardwell
Our take: So, when you saw the title of this record you probably thought to yourself âwait, Iâm sure I have more than two other Suburban Homes records in my collection.â Youâre right. EP3 is Suburban Homes fifth release to hit the shelves. In the Red was supposed to release the EP, but several years of production delays and a switch to a new label put everything out of whack. The sound here is what we expect from Suburban Homes. They sound a lot like Desperate Bicycles with their deadpan vocals and gloomy, late-70s-Britain atmosphere, but their lyrics address the brutal mundanities of 2010s life. Their sound (like late 70s Britain) can be monochromatic, so my favorite moments in Suburban Homes songs come when you get a sudden burst of color, which comes in forms like a chiming, Billy Childish-style guitar solo (like in âMagazine Versionâ and âCity Lifeâ) or an unexpected overdub of noise guitar (âCorporate Hijackâ). Suburban Homesâ flash factor hovers around zero, but Iâve always loved punk rock that has this unpretentious, workmanlike quality. Each new Suburban Homes record is a pleasure, and EP3 is no different.
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Suburban Homes: EP3 7" (new)
Suburban Homes: EP3 7" (new)
Prior outings on Total Punk and their own Market Square imprint posited The Suburban Homes as torchbearers of classic-form UK punk & DIY, efficiently launching sharp shocks in the spirit of SWELL MAPS and DESPERATE BICYCLES at todayâs less economic and terribly busy punk forms. The lotâs accusive and anarchic sound snaps further toward pop on Magazine Version, their latest small-dose offering. A considerable part of The Homesâ wonder lies in their knack for making the familiar sound fresh, jutting the foundational chatter and unrest of their influences up against the exasperations of the modern day. This approach sparks the current running throughout this EP, roused most via the title-track, where todayâs proclivity toward pre-packaged easiness is gnashed apart, exposing the lazy and lame core of consumer culture. Vitriolic enough, dear mates??? Youâre all about this. Youâre all about that. But what itâs really all about is fuck all. Hear The Suburban Homes now or lead a terminally gutted existence. The choice is yours, as if you had one. - Mitch Cardwell
Our take: So, when you saw the title of this record you probably thought to yourself âwait, Iâm sure I have more than two other Suburban Homes records in my collection.â Youâre right. EP3 is Suburban Homes fifth release to hit the shelves. In the Red was supposed to release the EP, but several years of production delays and a switch to a new label put everything out of whack. The sound here is what we expect from Suburban Homes. They sound a lot like Desperate Bicycles with their deadpan vocals and gloomy, late-70s-Britain atmosphere, but their lyrics address the brutal mundanities of 2010s life. Their sound (like late 70s Britain) can be monochromatic, so my favorite moments in Suburban Homes songs come when you get a sudden burst of color, which comes in forms like a chiming, Billy Childish-style guitar solo (like in âMagazine Versionâ and âCity Lifeâ) or an unexpected overdub of noise guitar (âCorporate Hijackâ). Suburban Homesâ flash factor hovers around zero, but Iâve always loved punk rock that has this unpretentious, workmanlike quality. Each new Suburban Homes record is a pleasure, and EP3 is no different.
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Prior outings on Total Punk and their own Market Square imprint posited The Suburban Homes as torchbearers of classic-form UK punk & DIY, efficiently launching sharp shocks in the spirit of SWELL MAPS and DESPERATE BICYCLES at todayâs less economic and terribly busy punk forms. The lotâs accusive and anarchic sound snaps further toward pop on Magazine Version, their latest small-dose offering. A considerable part of The Homesâ wonder lies in their knack for making the familiar sound fresh, jutting the foundational chatter and unrest of their influences up against the exasperations of the modern day. This approach sparks the current running throughout this EP, roused most via the title-track, where todayâs proclivity toward pre-packaged easiness is gnashed apart, exposing the lazy and lame core of consumer culture. Vitriolic enough, dear mates??? Youâre all about this. Youâre all about that. But what itâs really all about is fuck all. Hear The Suburban Homes now or lead a terminally gutted existence. The choice is yours, as if you had one. - Mitch Cardwell
Our take: So, when you saw the title of this record you probably thought to yourself âwait, Iâm sure I have more than two other Suburban Homes records in my collection.â Youâre right. EP3 is Suburban Homes fifth release to hit the shelves. In the Red was supposed to release the EP, but several years of production delays and a switch to a new label put everything out of whack. The sound here is what we expect from Suburban Homes. They sound a lot like Desperate Bicycles with their deadpan vocals and gloomy, late-70s-Britain atmosphere, but their lyrics address the brutal mundanities of 2010s life. Their sound (like late 70s Britain) can be monochromatic, so my favorite moments in Suburban Homes songs come when you get a sudden burst of color, which comes in forms like a chiming, Billy Childish-style guitar solo (like in âMagazine Versionâ and âCity Lifeâ) or an unexpected overdub of noise guitar (âCorporate Hijackâ). Suburban Homesâ flash factor hovers around zero, but Iâve always loved punk rock that has this unpretentious, workmanlike quality. Each new Suburban Homes record is a pleasure, and EP3 is no different.
