Raw meat, served fast
Wolf Cola popped up as supports at shows a couple of times last year, and I remember them being a bit more genre-hopping than they are tonight, more boogie in the grunge. No matter though, the 2016 version is pretty fun – even if their usual fourth member has, unforgiveably, bailed on them tonight in favour of some university ball – and the songs are a lot more uniform than I remember. This is a good thing. It jangles in some places and fuzzes and thrums in others but even despite the “unprofessional” stage banter, there’s plenty here to keep us happy, and it feels like a solid and coherent set.
Been meaning to catch Crocodylus for a while, and it was well worth it tonight. After all, it’s Friday night – and what we’re all in need of is raw meat, delivered fast, shot straight down the back of your throat. This is uncomplicated crazy, full of tune, rickety and creaking, like a speedboat with its throttle snapped off and its rudder aimed squarely at the nearest rocks. What a giddy pleasure.
I’m new to Los Scallywaggs tonight, but it doesn’t take long to get on board. Spring reverb, yelping, buzzing guitars, and a rumbling earthquake of a rhythm section… and that’s the first song. It’s that garage thing that just won’t die, but it’s also a good demonstration of why it won’t – this is a lot of fun, crackly and a bit off its rocker.
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