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This brand new single from the forthcoming No Fucks LP is a spirited disaster of a tune, in the best way possible. From the minute I pressed play I was disoriented by the ramshackle riffs bouncing me along while the vocals overlapped; it kept me off balance, trying to catch my breath so to speak. It’s a quick hook, grabbing you, then it just discordantly jumps to a close before you know it, which, of course, leads to pressing play and starting it all over again. The self-titled debut No Fucks record is out today courtesy of Discos de Kirlian, so have it folks.

No Fucks
Seeing Hands
Fanou, formerly of Skittle Alley, gave us Voyage Intererieur earlier this year, and already he’s back with a whole new batch of synth-driven indiepop songs under the name
As a fan of the indiepop genre, I try my best to always browse the web searching for things to share…which led me to
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Cruising through my usual spots, I noticed that
For awhile now I’ve been on the heels of
There’s this tiny little label running over in Barcelona named
I’m completely fascinated with the world of Spanish indiepop; we admittedly owe a debt to Morrissey on this one, as his influence throughout the culture has led to some wonderful music. Today we’ve got this jam from