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1 review »Well, the guy who flogged us The Muslims LP out of his grubby Cortina boot the other week has been back round, this time in a delapidated Fiat Panda to hawk us some of the fine San Diego quartert's latest waxing, a 7" called 'Parasites'. We'd have told old Simon the Fence to bugger off, especially when he told us "it makes the LP sound like a facking Strokes demo geezah!" but he cha ... »

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Parasites/ Walking With Jesus by Muslims
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9/10 Brian Staff review, 16 October 2008
Well, the guy who flogged us The Muslims LP out of his grubby Cortina boot the other week has been back round, this time in a delapidated Fiat Panda to hawk us some of the fine San Diego quartert's latest waxing, a 7" called 'Parasites'. We'd have told old Simon the Fence to bugger off, especially when he told us "it makes the LP sound like a facking Strokes demo geezah!" but he charmed us with a wink of his twinkly eye and a wry grin of his milky chops and our cold hearts blossomed with sentimental goo. Yes, if you loved the LP like I did you'll be demanding more of this voodoo garage rock, cyclic, repetitive and slicing your ears off with a jagged guitar that chops away at your cerebral cortex, occasionally fuzzing out into space rock territory, excecuted with a trashy Spacemen 3 sneer, underpinned by the cool minimal bassline and lazy lopsided yelp of a vocal that spits/drawls from the grooves. Like that do ya? Well they've covered 'Walking With Jesus' by our fave Rugby-ite drugnuts on the flip to top it off and my ears are being subjected to some real hot lovin' by the best shredded jangling guitars and Velvetsey tubthumping I've heard in a long while whilst this man lets his primal moan flop all over the shop like a pissed off Bassett hound having a comedown after too many marrowbones. It's all electrifyingly noisy, primal & exciting and has that lo-fi abandon that really does remind me of an adrenalised version of The Clean but also on the S3 cover, early Wedding Present! Earthy, finger pulverising REALrock with a carefree punch, this would have definately been SOTW if the space chicks from NY hadn't have clasped my heart in their collective bosom first. Oh well........

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