Hyper-speedy post-punk earbuzz that comes on like the staccato hammering of a Morse code operator after a wrap of sulphate. Two tracks of kinetic pop that will wait for you in the subway underpass to mug you on the way home from the pub. At less than four minutes all told, it’s an all too brief introduction that will leave the listener with a sore jaw and a jones for more.
Two songs of jangly garage pop. “Get Back” is a peppy rager. “Vampire” is a drony ballad. The singing is flat in charming way. I like it.
The YOLKS are a funny thing for me. Sometimes, I think they just sort of sound like that band whose name escapes me right now. Other times I think they’re catchy as all fuck and the greatest thing ever. As I dive into the first track, this is definitely one of those second times. The A-side is kind of a folky number, but Jezus, it’s great. And it’s over in less than a couple of minutes. Perfect. The B-side is more pure pop perfection. Just excellent. Oh, I think that band I couldn’t think of is the STROKES. Limited to 100 on vinyl. I’m getting one.
