don’t wanna hear ’bout any other one, like how they knew ya, what they did to ya
It was about a month ago that Buddyhead turned me onto Slang Chickens and “Tropics” began slowly weaving it’s way into my brain. When I finally got ahold of the full album I was pleasantly surprised to find that these guys mean business. Their self-titled debut is not only filled with fantastically dirty, blues-tinged, doo-woppy, guitar rock but it is pressed on blue vinyl, encased in a hand-screened burlap sack, and mailed to you by the band. Order that freshness. Don’t worry, digital is also an option (eMusic has it). This kind of rough n’ tumble music is not usually my steez but something about this LA based crew is so on point. How can you not get hyped to “Let’s Microwave?” Anyway, these two tracks show their range and the album is filled with even broader jams that are sure you rock your boots (“Club Love,” “Parasited Out,” “Black Don’t Turn Blue,” etc…). Get on it.
♫ Slang Chickens – Let’s Microwave
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