The US alt-rock duo The Hot released the EP Nobody Loves You on the 13th.
There is a raw, bleeding, grungy, garage thread to the material created by the two – hence no possibility that I would do anything other than recommend spending time in their company.
The five track available EP (available on bandcamp) is highlighted by the sunken skins of drum that splashes muddy puddles through the room to which strings and vocal play supporting, though integral, roles.
The US blues-rock quartet The Million Reasons released the one track plus one remix single Dizzy on the 14th.
The Million Reasons
The original version of Dizzy (available on bandcamp) is a heading towards five and three quarters minutes of finely blended and calmly delivered melodious balmy blues-rock. Meandering through the room in filters of a progressive psychedelic lens The Million Reasons have created a song in to which the listener unhitches from the world around and loses themselves in immersive imaginations of their own with little desire to reconnect once the song has drifted in to silence.
Even the radio friendly cut runs to over four minutes, though inevitably, I do recommend the original over the snipped song.
The US indie-rock quartet, Clone Of Clones, recently released the LP All The Things We Dreamed.
Clones Of Clones
The third of the eleven songs on the album – Drugz – is of more despondent mood than much of their music previously.
The slowly rotating track is given its shadowy shades through the both the slow pace and the clever pivoting of percussion and repetitious guitar, blurred by a bending synth which gives the music the sense of a discomforting hang-over.
The US rock duo In The Whale will be releasing the, five track plus an acoustic version of one song, EP Dopamine on the 3rd of August.
In The Whale
The song that is on the EP as both a plugged-in and acoustic has been made available in advance of the full release. The plugged-in version of Highway (the antepenultimate track on Dopamine) is a sludgy grunge track which trudges through the room in gloopy footstep, with the listener finding themselves attempting to dive in to the puddles to wallow in the muddy riffs and sunken drum-skins.