GB City

From 2011: “Bass Drum of Death, from Oxford, Miss., is John Barrett’s baby — he writes the songs, sings the fantastically sleazy and compact lyrics (“I got a velvet itch in my jeans,” he taunts. “How can you scratch it?”) and plays the fantastically sleazy and compact guitar riffs. The songs on “GB City” (Inflated), this band’s debut album, are surly and mischievous, a pungent, effective collision of garage-rock bashing and Ramones sneer.” - New York Times “Don't let their ominous-sounding name fool you: Oxford, Miss., duo Bass Drum of Death make noisy, garage rock that's easy to like. "Get Found" is a rollicking tune with a melody that's reminiscent of the Stooges "Search and Destroy.” - Pitchfork Bass Drum of Death is a band from Mississippi.  John plays guitar and sings and Colin plays the drums.  Together they make blown-out, blazing songs.  John was Fat Possum's worst employee 3 years ago. He wrote and recorded the whole record himself using just a drumset, a guitar, a usb microphone, a computer, and a shitload of talent.  The songs are about drugs, trying to make it with religious girls, panic attacks, stealing stuff, mild to severe depression, Elvis appearing in your dreams and giving you advice, gravity bongs and the devil living inside your brain.  This record is the soundtrack playing in your head when you're fucked up and walking home in the middle of the night.

Debut from another band in an increasingly crowded field of neo-classicist rock bands specializing in fuzzy assault.