Consisting of two thirds of The Wave Pictures and one half of Slow Club, London combo, The Surfing Magazines come locked in with a touch of DIY pedigree. They don’t rest on reputation alone though, brandishing an effortless cool that seeps through the wires, laying the track into territory that’s squeezed out of the Velvets school of punk and into a bone dry twang that belies their British roots. They slide the track home with a slow building of sax that boils over as the track reaches peak, shattering into a thousand pieces of skronk and squelch that burn down any composure built up over the previous few minutes. A barbed first single that hopefully lets on to an equally interesting album.
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