Erase Errata emerge from old distro lists of the noughties to be a going concern again with new album Lost Weekend. These rad girls got the band back together recently to work out some more of their Minutemen-inspired jams. They are self-releasing these new recordings on their own Under The Sun imprint.
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Weird having both a new Sleater-Kinney LP and an Erase Errata mini-album out in the same week. Well in the UK anyway. Whereas the Sleater girls seemed to have totally lost their edge years ago and rather blooming done gone dulled me right out with their comeback effort, there are no such complaints as regards 'Lost Weekend' with the fabulous graphic novel surrealism of the artwork and also its lush shiny marbled blue vinyl face to fondle and coo over.
I only ever caught them live once on their 'Nightlife' tour and walked outta the place with my ears pleasantly ringing and my eyes spinning in wonder at the intensity and manic dexterity I had just witnessed. If anything, the band, who've been mainly a three-piece for most of the last decade, have tempered that almost supernatural velocity on many tracks and become, dare I say, more psychedelic and faintly garage-y in their approach. The clean, dynamic pro-tools sound of 'Nightlife' is notably absent. This is an earthier, rawer return to top innovative form. Yet often they still maintain their riveting template of spiky grooves, dinky post-punk guitar and scratchy dissonance with those sternly intoned mantra-like vocals intact.
Only seven tracks on this wax and it's a 45rpm baby so just be aware, OK? Especially loving the juddering trippy grooves of 'Watch Your Language', the opening gambit of side two. Filthy fuzz and delay effects conspire to make this one of the most darned weird things they've ever done but it's nevertheless a raging funky floor-filler and quite possibly a new live favourite as the tempo is perfect for grinding sexily on the floor to, with, or without a loved one. Not that I condone such outrageous behaviour at gigs but this is the track that's confirmed I must immediately return to an old beloved stamping ground and purchase this forthwith.
Now.....here's a three-piece I'm genuinely delighted to have back in my life.
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