Good Graeff Good Job Go ep review

Good Graeff – ‘Good Job Go’ (ep review)

Good Job Go has me feelin’ some type of way. Once the EP had played through for the 6th or 7th time, I had to stop and inquire: when was the last time I heard something that simply put a smile on my face? When was the last time music made me experience unadulterated glee, for nothing but pure enjoyment.

Good Graeff masterfully crafted this release to keep anyone who hears it in absolute bliss. Bringing you back to that full moon on the beach, you feel the midsummer breeze blow back your hair as you take in the sparkling peaks of the Atlantic. Or maybe, it was the trip up to St. Auggie with the entire band in one car; the windows were down and the Florida sun illuminated every beautiful detail.

I digress. Let’s talk about those vocal runs, and how they ran away with my heart. I found myself treated to quick, precise melodies that maintain the thought and emotion of a talented artist, gracefully placed over dreamy cello and poppy bass.

Another delicious treat was lying just under the warm, fuzzy blanket the aforementioned melodies had knit: a floating cello. The instrument’s incorporation suggests a majestic melancholy over an otherwise upbeat album. This is most apparent on the final track on the album, “Unsung Heroes.” Unlike the former songs, this track abandons the rest of the album’s upbeat attitude, laying me to rest beside the sleepy cello.

You know what…
It’s time to press play again.

Good Graeff – ‘Good Job Go’ (ep review) by Graham Johnson

Odessos Move track review

Odessos – “Move” (track review) \\ ep out 10/23

One cannot have enough of this new Odessos track. It’s like disco went on a road trip to Cali and didn’t stop, save for gas and cigs. “Move” is titled appropriately considering it persists in grabbing your hand and pulling you back out on the floor. A sweet mixture of wavy guitar and groovy bass lies on a bed of smooth, funky drums that keep you comin’ back for the flavor.

As it turns out, “Move” wasn’t the only preview I would be getting of their upcoming EP, Ursus Arctos Arctos. The EP is set to release at Will’s Pub on Nov 8th; however, Richard was gracious enough to offer me a listen to a handful of final mixes. What I experienced was exactly what I was looking for out of a modern band. Their interesting song structures and alternate time signatures diversifies the group of songs without taking them out of their element. Hearing the mixes turns my attention to their upcoming Off The Avenue session on the 17th. The atmosphere this talented band has created should make for a fantastic video.

Long story short, Ursus Arctos Arctos is fucking phenomenal. Get psyched.

Odessos – “Move” (track review) by Graham Johnson

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Fat Night - 'Lazy Days' (ep review)

Fat Night – ‘Lazy Days’ (ep review)

Picture yourself sitting on a front porch on a beautiful Florida day, smokin’ cigarettes and watching the cars go by. Fat Night’s Lazy Days puts you there. The primary contributor appears to be the band’s deep roots in R&B and Latin vibes. Right off, skins (drums) walk on in with a jaunty jive, turning heads. You’re treated to laid-back strings (guitar), cruisin’ double time piano, and mellow guitar solo-ettes. The ride is as perfect and elusive as our chilled afternoon.

The organ and guitar carry you throughout the album on waves of reverb and pure groove, inviting you to experience the graceful dance of the two instruments, performed by talented hands. These elements rap around each other, only to suddenly repel, finally separating to show one another a thing or two. This is especially apparent on the tasty “Long Shadow Short Temper,” a fresh mix of call-and-return, paired to silky harmonies. A trippy organ solo leads you to the end of the street with the promise of a six-pack.

Regardless of the beautifully orchestrated keys and strings, one mustn’t detract from the marvelous vocals of the EP. The vocal lines take you on a ride down the coast with the top out and a damn good cigar to burn. Masterful use of triplets lends itself to the frequent off beats and groovy, riding bass. As if precise rhythms and sultry tones weren’t enough to keep your ear glued to your speakers, the vocal runs are capable of melting the frostiest of loins.            

Fat Night rounds off this lethargic afternoon with a conclusion, of sorts, with a drive into the sunset on “Thoughts.” As the sun comes down on Lazy Days, you receive a look-back, stylistically and emotionally, ending your journey as relaxed as you began it. ATTENTION SHOPPERS: Fat Night’s Lazy Days should go with you everywhere. It is fantastic for every occasion and will put you in the right mood every time. Keep it easy. Listen to Fat Night.

Fat Night – ‘Lazy Days’ (ep review) by Graham Johnson

Caffiends - 'No Gods No Decaf' (album review)

Caffiends – ‘No Gods No Decaf’ (album review)

What happened to Punk? Weren’t we attending every backyard brawl just to hear a band that would inspire us to knock heads with our fellow thrashers? Caffiends latest, No Gods No Decaf, comes at you like a golden egg through a goose. “Anthem For A Shittier Tomorrow” shoots right out of the gate with intent; “Succubus” immediately follows through with skinning force. With fast and catchy lead riffs, rivaling thick driving bass lines, and spot-on trad punk-skins, “Hello Reality” brings everything that was once beautiful from ’90s-era pop punk to the forefront in what feels like a skatehead’s ballad to life.

Be that as it may, the most note-worthy titles on this album are the fast, thrashy, party-hearty death jams. The first of these, “Dillinger Four is a Gateway Drug,” comes out swinging for your guts, and won’t let up until you’re bruised, bloodied and grinning from ear to ear. Its dirty riffs and machine-gun drums will call you back to the pit once more.

At the peak of this album, “A Light at the End of the Funnel” immediately hooks you in with bass progression that’ll turn a crawl into a sprint. The vocals play on our bittersweet memories of getting drunk and wasting time: our beautiful anthem. Following this thought, the bass and skins go quiet to usher in the guitar’s melancholy lead. This track may very well leave you with a sense of longing that you can’t quite place.

Not to worry though, as this notion is immediately replaced by a “Hangover Fart” that’ll soil your drawers. Following is the phenomenally thrashy tribute to the 90s, “I Wanna Get a Mohawk,” egging you on to jump from the stage, elbows flailing, into a thrashing mob of sweaty moshers.

With an album that goes as hard and as fast as No Gods No Decaf, how do Caffiends round off this harmonic cacophony of punk-rock standbys? Through the titular track, “No Gods No Decaf.” Quite possibly one of the hardest tracks on the album, it concludes this fast-paced, one-band thrash-fest with a well-warranted bang.

Throughout the album, a saxophone takes to the stage alongside these talented thrashers: the final track being no exception. Caffiends bring one last surprise in the form of, to date, one of the greatest saxophone solos to grace Punk-Rock (can’t say that very often, now can you?). It maintains its jazzy roots, while keeping pace with high-octane guitar, culminating in an experience that summons all your dear memories of getting your ass kicked at all those old living room and backyard shows.

No Gods No Decaf gives us a solemn promise that Caffeinds aren’t done by a long shot, and they’re here to help you break your shit and burn down your house. Party.

Caffiends – ‘No Gods No Decaf’ (album review) by Graham Johnson