Upon my first listen, I was a littled confused. To be wholesomely honest, I heard the voice of Alice Glass through all of this wonderful chaos. It took me more listens to realize that this is something far, far more..relatable. My only complaint is the length of this album. It ends far too soon, unfortunately. Other than that, I'm forever switched on to these guys.
Favorite track: Doll Face On The Calico Highway.
For the heads who want to be into jam bands but prefer punk. Guerilla Toss enters an exciting golden age with this record. People compare them to the funkiness of Talking Heads, but I think they're more like if the Red Hot Chili Peppers were actually good. See them live!
Favorite track: Color Picture.
Eraser Stargazer was written and recorded in 6 weeks of winter isolation in upstate New York. Fans of the group will hear all of the beloved hallmarks of the Guerilla Toss sound - solid bass grooves, squealing guitars, and kitchen sink percussion. Each instrument now occupies its own part of the audio spectrum, with vocalist/poet Kassie Carlson’s spirited incantations brought into focus. Album centerpiece Grass Shack is a perfect example of this leaner, yet tougher Toss. It traverses nearly seven minutes of game- show-winner keyboard stabs, mutant funk basslines, and time signature changes - all grounded by Peter Negroponte’s virtuosic drumming. Carlson describes the themes of the song as “A deep analytical depiction of a small unit of time, with heightened senses, Ripping yourself out of bed even though it might be harsh and overwhelming. Seeing patterns in the little things that make life beautiful.” Heavy subject matter permeates the rest of the record - but that doesn’t mean it’s a downer. Lead single Diamond Girls casts Carlson as a no-wave cheerleader over instrumentation reminiscent of DFA alumni Black Dice and The Rapture, culminating in the group’s catchiest chorus yet. Album closer Doll Face On The Calico Highway is the perfect summation - angular guitars, bells, and low-end vibrations interject and decompose as quickly as they appear, until a hissing cymbal is all that remains.