And after all that trancey woozy out there stuff fancy a little something liable to bring back to earth with a crash, bang wallop. Be warned this is totally deranged, literally punching its weight out of the pressing plant the ’new sky’ EP from Canadian caustic lords Neon Windbreaker is likely to rip you a new pair, out via we are busy bodies ‘pink suit’ prized from the set is a 90 second shock therapy sortie wired with dumb fuck ambition and scowling with a greased up gnarling garage boogie throb, a kind of acutely angular aural action painting that jabs, jars and spars with an unholy lunatic intent and primed for maximum carnage as it rallies to a scalding art pop freak out.
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the sunday experience 