Three albums into their career, and the West Coast noise pop group, Crocodiles, are still better defined by name dropping other bands like Jesus and Mary Chain, Echo and the Bunnymen, and Black Rebel Motorcycle Club than by noting anything that is uniquely Crocodiles. Even here, on Endless Flowers, as they attempt to incorporate the varying styles of Brit Pop, The Paisley Underground, and new wave fit for a John Hughes movie soundtrack, they’re no closer to crafting their own identity. Granted none of this matters when you have a pop song as good as “Sunday (Psychic Conversation #9).” It’s a fun, danceable track with swarms of groundless guitars and a bright upbeat melody, and just the right amount of unhinged noise in the bridge to give it an edge over your standard power pop, the type of track that would have had them top of the alt-rock charts during the ’90s. And, with the right amount of exposure, it could even raise their profile in today’s era. But when you get to the meat of the album, and the songs are just standard, and not exceptional, you’ll have a difficult time not switching mid stream to other bands who did the noise pop thing before, did it better, and did it with a stronger sense of self. 6 out of 10 on The Rockometer.
- August 25, 2015
If musicians were subject to rules of an NFL-style draft, Royal Headache's vocalist, a man who goes by the name Shogun, would be a first round pick. His voice has the wear of a life that hasn't always been an easy one to live. He's got soul. He's got effortless range. If he came in the age in the late '60s he could have fronted the Faces. In the '70s it would have been The Nerves or The Jam. And, if he came of age in the '80s, and really, really liked his booze, he could slide right into an outfit like the Replacements. In the grunge era, he would have sung like he had marbles in his mouth. Let's be glad Shogun is not active in 1995, but in 2015, where he sounds right at home in this scrappy four-piece, garage band from Sydney. Read More