“Guts” kicks off with a single yearning and resounding “Oh!” one that launches straight into a knotty wire of guitar histrionics and bleary drum pounding. The debut single from Brooklyn’s Grim Streaker holds this momentum for two relentless minutes of soaring punk, but draws allusions to contemporary garage rockers such as Twin Peaks as well in their affectation and searing guitar tones. “I hate your dad/ I hate him bad/ He’s fucking mad,” vocalist Amelia Bushell bellows, somehow turning parental spite anthemic. There’s an urgency to how the band packs their songs to the brim with phasing atmospherics and ripping guitar solos, all used to convey the same sentiment offered by Bushell’s emphatic and dismissive roar against “all of that shit.” It’s one of those introductions that arrives fully formed while still promising even more to come. Listen below.
01/21 Brooklyn, NY @ Alphaville (w/ B Boys, Kissing Is A Crime)
01/26 Brooklyn, NY @ Don Pedro (w/ Les Sans Culottes)