Mondays around these parts have become my repository for chaotic and damaged walls of distortion, typically adorned in black studded jackets with '80s Japanese obscurities scrawled across the back. But today's assault comes dressed in appropriated thrift store neon and wearing grey lipstick - two casually determined women making a casually ferocious racket. The guitar here is well beyond damaged, and dances between bone jarring heaviness and total chaos (take "Torres Gemelas" as a perfect example), and the drums could back heroes of SABBATH worship if they were content to just bash out rhythm...fortunately they are not, and the pummeling takes frequent and deliberate turns in uncomfortable directions. Both contribute vocals, and like the music they fill a wide spectrum that covers atonal droning, jarring wails and SPITBOY-esque no bullshit shouts. I have listened to this tape countless times in the past weeks...crushing and challenging.
Half of SISTER FUCKER also hits drums for HUMAN BAGGAGE. This 2010 demo is a a laid back and passively abrasive jaunt through post punk by way of early SONIC YOUTH. Saw them once - loved it. Figured these double shot posts of Bay Area bands was a perfect excuse for this long overdue share.