In case you haven't noticed there's been a lot of talk of the cool music scene happening in Australia right now. Not like there hasn't been one happening for ages but it's a thing again to talk about. From the circles I run or, well, at least some of the things I read, a lot of it is based around particular collection of cats in the Melbourne area.
But what is happening elsewhere in the land down under?
It is also where the Martyr Privates dwell.
With the barbed guitar and hazy voice of Slug Guts Cameron Hawes leading the way this album travels through tunnels illuminated by glowering sodium lights warmth. Embarking with a slow and rumbling groove "Someone's Head" doesn't necessarily pick up but does gain moment as it moves along.
That song, along with the blasting through wiggly wormholes humidity of "You Can't Stop Progress" along with it's fraternal twin "Something To Sell", the narcotized bounce of a new take of "Bless" from their debut single in 2012 and the way the album's closer "Sore" drills through the cranium, set the mind to wonder how the seeking some sort of salvation melodies in vocals sprout from a bed so muddied from torrential guitar downpour.
The crepuscular sway that looms large in tracks like "Gold Chew" and "Toe The Plank" wring drops of the Stooges Funhouse and the filter through Loop's Fade Out while "Rope & Tarp" provides a come down soundtrack for watching the sun rise.