[engl] First new song from the Straight Arrows since they started working on their new album, rushed out on a super limited 7” to tie in with their Debut US tour, including 7 or so Dates with Thee Oh Sees… theres 120 the band are selling on the road, and we have 180 to sell elsewhere.. Numbered to 180, hand stamped labels and paper sleeves.. this is a stab of punk rock pop scizz that will make your toes tap uncontrollably and your hips shake incessantly.. A real high energy garage blaster, this could be on any of the Teen Shutdowns or Back From The Grave comps, not retro, but reaffirming!! Turn It Off is the first offering from their forthcoming (2017!) new album, get on it!! The b-side is a debut to vinyl, having been one of the lo-fi/ no-fi scorchers from their bonus CD/Cassette that Agitated bust out with the first few copies of their debut album… Yeah!! Where the action is!!!!

[engl] Wet Blankets are from Australia. Rise Of Wet Blankets is the first 12” from these Geelong whackers, packin’ 11 bangers into 18 minutes. Wet Blankets don’t write long songs, don’t get played on JJJ (UK residents, read, XFM), don’t have a permanent guitarist on this LP, in fact, Wet Blankets don’t even have a front cover on this LP (hand stamped cardboard to protect the record!). Wet Blankets write songs about real world problems like homeless people, stealing from Coles (UK residents, read Tescos) and being late for school. The band came together round August of 2013, when 14-year-old Zane Gardner started slammin’ chords and rippin’ solos on his brother’s guitar. By the years end, a two track 7” was recorded in the bedroom and released in February ’14 on Italian label Goodbye Boozy. A couple of months later, Rise Of Wet Blankets was born. The record was recorded on the industrial side of West Geelong with top bloke Mark Doman on his reel-to-reel 8 track one Saturday last year, spitting out influences like the Reatards, Swell Maps, Ramones and Dead Kennedy’s to name a few. Guitarists Zak & Jake (of Hierophants fame) take turns shredding over the top of each track to give it some extra life, but what it really sounds like is a fifteen-year-old kid yellin’ his guts out about bogans stealing carrots, crummy school teachers and eating overcooked steak for breakfast.