If you were to look up TNSrecords in the dictionary over recent years, then the definition would say something along the lines of “quality D.I.Y. punk rock.” Whether it be Wonk Unit, Revenge of the Psychotronic Man or Pizzatramp, TNS doesn’t deal with below par punk rock output. For their next release, step forward Nosebleed. The Leeds trio have been cutting their garage rock chops for a while and now it’s time for a long player with Scratching Circles on the Dancefloor.
Okay, maybe long player is pushing it. Nosebleed deliver 13 unlucky charms that barely bother the two minute mark. Thing is, you wouldn’t want to have this album any other way. With fast chord changes and fuzzy guitars a little brighter and choppier than the New Bomb Turks, many comparisons will be drawn to The Hives. None more so than opener I’m Okay, challenging the Swedes’ Come On! as a perfect album kickstarter.
The garage rock goodness is cemented with Time and Time Again as the backing vocal “ahhhhhhhhhs” ring over the frantic fretwork. Things get awkward too and you could be forgiven for thinking the verse in Wrong is wrong, such is its offbeat drum pattern. To me, it sounds like they’ve fallen in a bucket full of Tom Verlaine time signatures. It may just be a happy mistake, but I like it!
The energy is relentless and there’s no time to spit. Whether it be vocal stutters on Can’t Stay Here, the Peruvian marching powder meets R&B stylings on I’m Shaking, the one minute blast of Psycho (no, not that one), or the scream at the start of Slow Down which sounds like Reg Presley having a meltdown; it’s all killer stuff.
Leaving with What Have You Done, here, Nosebleed have concocted the greatest crowd participation invitation of the year. Scratching Circles on the Dancefloor is a Ronseal advertisement down to a tee, except the tin is rusty from years of neglect in a damp shed. If you kick said tin, it’ll echo in reverb and wonky Chuck Berry licks in your brain all summer long.
The album lands later this week and all you cool kids may wanna act quick to secure one of the 100 limited pressings on black vinyl, complete with temporary tattoos. With it’s repetitive hooks and catchy appeal, Nosebleed’s debut is in with a chance of bothering those end of year lists. For me, it’s definitely a contender for garage rock album of 2018. Ginge Knievil
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