S-S
ANDY HUMAN AND THE REPTOIDS - s/t LP
$33.95
Highly recommended.
Sounding like a lost Jay Reatard LP - we love this. On the always-reliable S-S Records, founder of the A Frames.
In an era when artists do little more than tweak their influences, Andy Human and the Reptoids take the past, hint at the future, and turn it all into the now. With punk energy, a new wave sense of economy, and the tap of power pop, these guys fold in Roxy Music, Devo (both the art and the pop sides), early Eno and Pere Ubu, while making sounds that are very much their own. Raven Sings the Blues has called Andy Human “...a wobble of weird that makes the candy coating delightfully astringent... digesting Devo and Gary Numan through a faded VHS glam punk hangover and knocking the results crisply out of stacked speakers.”
Andy Human and the Reptoids’ debut contains eleven songs, each one a sonic worm that will burrow into your brain and turn you into a Reptoid-humming zombie. Play side one forever, that’s OK; when it is worn out, you have side two to obsess over. Or keep flipping the thing over until you get carpel tunnel syndrome. Whatever you do, you will listen to this. This isn’t a record that gets lost in the stacks. It is one you wear out.
Sounding like a lost Jay Reatard LP - we love this. On the always-reliable S-S Records, founder of the A Frames.
In an era when artists do little more than tweak their influences, Andy Human and the Reptoids take the past, hint at the future, and turn it all into the now. With punk energy, a new wave sense of economy, and the tap of power pop, these guys fold in Roxy Music, Devo (both the art and the pop sides), early Eno and Pere Ubu, while making sounds that are very much their own. Raven Sings the Blues has called Andy Human “...a wobble of weird that makes the candy coating delightfully astringent... digesting Devo and Gary Numan through a faded VHS glam punk hangover and knocking the results crisply out of stacked speakers.”
Andy Human and the Reptoids’ debut contains eleven songs, each one a sonic worm that will burrow into your brain and turn you into a Reptoid-humming zombie. Play side one forever, that’s OK; when it is worn out, you have side two to obsess over. Or keep flipping the thing over until you get carpel tunnel syndrome. Whatever you do, you will listen to this. This isn’t a record that gets lost in the stacks. It is one you wear out.
