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George W. Bush. Cormac McCarthy novels. Chainsaw massacres. Texas has a reputation for being a grim place. Sure, there?s the rock n? roll haven of Austin, the metropolitan hubs of Dallas and Houston, and the weird art commune of Marfa. But by and large, it?s a land of dry counties and conservatism. Which makes the demented psych garage of Lubbock?s the Numerators all the more compelling. Northeastern Texas is perhaps the most inhospitable region of the state for a young band of misfits to combine a love of David Lynch?s twisted take on the ?50s with a requisite dash of Lone Star homage to 13th Floor Elevators, yet somehow the Numerators have managed to thrive under such stark conditions. Now based in Brooklyn, the trio continues to belt out their hallucinatory brand of reverb-drenched garage rock on their latest single for Suicide Squeeze. The ?Dead? b/w ?Finally Sees? 7? is limited to 500 copies (100 clear, 400 on black) with a free download code and is also available digitally worldwide.

There?s a common-held notion that great rock music only comes out of big cities, as if the grime and struggle of life in urban spaces is the essential fuel for truly passionate rock n roll. But this was a belief when cities were emptying out and the suburbs were growing. Now we?re witnessing the repopulation of major metropolitan areas. Suburbs are becoming the new wasteland. Perhaps that?s the reason why the Orange County suburb of Fullerton was finally able to birth a band like Audacity. Nurtured by local garage rock havens like record store/label Burger Records, the young brash power pop of Audacity kick out jams that are both aptly sunny and gritty?a perfect blend of SoCal?s good weather and endless concrete. With two LPs under the young four-piece?s belt, they?ve set aside two songs for a 7? on Suicide Squeeze before they unleash another full-length later this year. For the uninitiated, ?Finders Keepers? b/w ?Onomatopoeia? is the perfect introduction to Audacity?s potent combination of pop melodies and roughly hewn energy. The first pressing of this 7? is limited to 500 copies on translucent green vinyl with a free download code as well as being available digitally worldwide.

White Woods is the alias for Julia Kugel, better known for her work as the guitarist and vocalist for Atlanta?s riotous garage rockers The Coathangers. Under her solo moniker, Kugel delivered a heartfelt blend of golden-oldies and subdued Americana with her debut single on Suicide Squeeze last year. Now Kugel is back with another two-song White Woods offering, exploring the same kind of sultry vintage sounds that made her first 7? so special. The A-side, ?Big Talking?, takes The Coathangers? attitude, unplugs it from the amps, and delivers its admonishment with a graceful AM radio vibe. On theflipside, ?Corner Town? conjures the sex and strut of David Lynch?s pop-culture nods to ?50s. The newest White Woods songs are available digitally worldwide or on a 7? limited to 500 copies (100 glow in the dark, 400 black) with an accompanying download code.

Atlanta?s reigning garage rock daughters The Coathangers return with the third installment in their series of split 7?s on Suicide Squeeze. This time they?ve teamed up with labelmates Nü Sensae. Both new listeners and longtime fans of The Coathangers will be whipped into a frenzy with ?Derek?s Song?, a party-banger perfectly encapsulating the quartet?s capacity for sharp hooks and jagged instrumentation. Nü Sensae contributes ?Throw? to their side of the split. Rounding out their sound with the recent addition of guitarist Brody McKnight, Nü Sensae?s newest song is a ferocious and harrowing leap forward. Brody unleashes foreboding guitar squalls while bassist/vocalist Andrea Lukic rages like Kim Gordon at her most incendiary moments and Daniel Pitout beats his drums to a bloody pulp. The Coathangers? side will make you wanna get off your ass and dance while the Nü Sensae side will make you wanna go torch a car. The split 7? is limited to 750 copies (250 on white vinyl, 500 on black) with a free download code and is also available digitally worldwide.

* 2 beautiful new compositions from vocalist / composer Julianna Barwick - one vocal arrangement, one solo piano.

* Limited edition of 750 (500 black, 250 opaque red vinyl) with free download

* Barwick's first release sinceThe Magic Place which garnered Pitchfork Best New Music, BBC Music Writers top 25 of 2011.

* Barwick's forthcoming album, recorded in Iceland, is a very eagerly anticipated record for 2013. This single will disappear fast!

- * "Her ethereal multi-tracked harmonies have the devotional quality of gospel choirs, and the oddball allure of Björk or Yoko Ono." -New York Times

Peace recorded its sophomore LP in Pamela Anderson's hometown, a fogged-in hamlet named Ladysmith on the east coast of Vancouver Island. The World is Too Much With Us builds on the depth and drama latent in Peace's sound. Connor's bass-lines menace and hypnotize. Mike's guitar solos explode suddenly in wah-pedal freak-outs. Geoff's tom-toms thud with a tribal intensity. And Dan?s lyrics, for which he's been referred to as Vancouver's "post-punk poet laureate", alternate between images of defiant despair and love-sick yearning.

Somewhere in pre-dawn Cleveland, Gabe Fulvimar hunkers down in his bedroom with his laptop, a guitar, a drum machine, and a Fender Rhodes and records songs under the name Gap Dream. Before you groan over another ?bedroom pop? artist, spend two seconds absorbing Fulvimar?s mystical, stoned-to-the-bone one-man garage rock. If Lou Reed and Jason Pierce had MacBooks back when they were starting out, it wouldn?t be hard to imagine them kicking out a jam like ?A Little Past Midnight?. It?s almost tempting to claim Gap Dream?s ability to make such warm, wacked out, psychedelic grooves in such technologically-cold hermit-like conditions as Fulvimar?s crowning achievement. But the process behind the music doesn?t mean shit when you hear Fulvimar?s smooth harmonies, warbling tremolo guitar, and reverberating haze sewn together into a tune as beguiling as ?Generator?.

Fans of The Coathangers are already accustomed to the beer-soaked, dance-inducing jams whipped up by bassist Meredith, guitarist Julia, keyboardist Candice, and drummer Steph, but on ?Merry Go Round? the quartet swap instruments and knock out their most solid and catchy number to date. With The Coathangers raising the bar with their newest song, Infinity Cat Recordings artists Heavy Cream countered by contributing ?Toasted? to their side of the split. With it?s big and bold drumbeat, driving guitar chords, sing-along chorus, and blown out production, ?Toasted? not only sounds like a fitting addition to JEFF the Brotherhood?s record label, it sounds like the long lost rock n? roll gem that first incited Joan Jett and Johnny Ramone to pick up guitars back in the ?70s.

Nü Sensae has taken big risks with even bigger payoffs on this release. Proving just how unpredictable they can be, they abandoned their status as a duo ? a favourite angle of both the media and fans ? and recruited Vancouver noise rock great Brody McKnight as a full-time member. Previously working with the now-legendary group Mutators, McKnight has added another dimension of heaviness to the band's already mind-melting sludge attack.

They've also embraced diversity in other ways, allowing more loud-quiet dynamics into their songwriting. From the creeping dirge of ?Tea Swamp Park? to the vast expanse of ?Say What You Are,? the quiet sections offer brief moments of uneasy solace between the full out attack of songs like ?100 Shades,? ?Tyjna? and ?Eat Your Mind.? Elsewhere, subtle but defined melodies surface amidst the fuzz of tracks like ?Burnt Masks? and ?Dust.? Don't be mistaken, though: Sundowning is designed to bludgeon with the raw aggression that can only come from the best elements of noise, punk and grunge.

You can't really capture the essence of Nobunny on a recording. The stage show for the enigmatic garage punker (birth name Justin Champlin) is a collision of firebrand antics and bubblegum pop, sweat and saccharine, the vile and the endearing. Irresistible hooks and choruses butt up against Nobunny's flirtations with nudity and violence. Listening to his latest single on Suicide Squeeze, "La La La La Love You" b/w "Drei Blondinen", it's crucial to envision the lanky frontman clad in a speedo and nappy bunny mask, baiting the audience while pogoing across the stage in time to his ruthlessly upbeat songs. Even if you can't quite envision that coating of blood and beer on Champlin's sugary demeanor after an introductory spin of his record, you can't deny the guy's ability to write songs that stick in your head for days. This 7" is limited to 750 (250 opaque red, 500 black) copies worldwide.

These new songs are evidence of Wax Idols' carefully calculated evolution of sound, although maybe a carefully calculated, utterly submersive descent into sound might be a more accurate way of describing it. With the aptly named A-side track "Schadenfreude," Wax Idols invoke a perfectly executed frenzy of drums, distorted vocals, and compulsive guitar. It's a song that sinks through the cracks with sinister hooks, a shifty eyed concoction of pitching and reeling reverb. The eponymous "The Last Drop" similarly swims with eerie layers of guitar over bass over drums, drenched in black eyeliner and sneering. This 7" is limited to 500 (100 green, 400 black) copies worldwide.

Hot on the heels of their critically acclaimed 2011 album Larceny & Old Lace, the rowdy Southern garage rockers The Coathangers plan to release four limited edition split 7"s in 2012, further propelling their reputation for rambunctious rabble-rousing and a relentless work ethic. The first of the splits finds The Coathangers whipping out one of their bawdy bombasts alongside lo-fi party septet Davilla 666. The Puerto Rican group raised more than a few eyebrows recently, receiving accolades from heavyweight press outlets like Pitchfork and the LA Times, and more importantly, winning the approval of contemporary garage icons like The Black Lips and Jay Reatard. Both bands bring scratchy guitars, hip-shakin' beats, and sing-along choruses into the fray, resulting in an essential platter of primal rock n' roll. The split 7" is limited to 750 (250 gold, 500 black vinyl) copies worldwide.

While the world waits for King Tuff to whip out another full-length dose of righteous tunes, they can find temporary satiation with the two-song Wild Desire 7" on Suicide Squeeze. Both the title track and B-side "Hole In My Head" revel in the sound of guitar jangle and unmitigated stokedness cranked into the red. The vinyl version is limited to 750 (250 coke bottle clear, 500 black vinyl) copies worldwide.

Guitarist/vocalist Julia Kugel established her chops with Atlanta's The Coathangers, winning audiences over with her deceptively clever hooks and propulsive upbeat energy. But as the band put more notches on their touring and recording belt, it became clear that there was more to their repertoire than jagged guitar lines and infectious charm. Asserting her abilities as a thoughtful and nuanced songwriter, Kugel offers up her debut solo offering under the name White Woods. The project provides the kind of soulful introspective pop The Coathangers hinted at with songs like "Go Away", but delivered in a context without the juxtaposition of the band's barnburner garage rock numbers. The songs showcase Kugel's beguiling forays into forlorn Americana and smoky, subdued blues. Limited to 500 (100 lavender, 400 black vinyl) worldwide.

In any relationship, what's not said often lingers: the relative silence of atoms and electrons bonding, or the long distance stare of the lonely. Texan four-piece, This Will Destroy You, understands what lasts, binding their sound to distant starlight as it slips thru the night sky. "Black Dunes" is the second single chosen from the band's stellar album, Tunnel Blanket. Two versions of the song appear here for the first time. One edited by the band themselves, and the other a b-side remix by Holy Other that, like the best of his work, blurs the sourced sound, creating a new language from the previous original. It's an offering - limited to an edition of 500, on Suicide Squeeze Records - and an attempt, the kind that only the best of us make, to communicate with the universe. Comes with a download coupon.

It's time to announce another installment in Suicide Squeeze's ongoing series of select 7-inch EPs. Dirty Beaches! Yeah, it's an easy leap to guess this would be a proper summer release. But, if you're already familiar with Alex Zhang Hungtai's music, you know it's got a special connection to the end of that season, and the beginning of autumn. And if not, this EP will offer a perfect introduction. The lead track "Lone Runner," is simple perfection: Handclaps lead off a vocal style locked in with both Nick Cave and Elvis, yet totally his own. A song that may drag you by hand to a place you've never been. And then you got "Stye Eye," on the flip: A stomping anthem with an insistent grind that seems to sway and swing, gaining in intensity as the track progresses. This release - like all in SSR's 7-inch series - is limited. 750 copies will be available worldwide (250 clear vinyl, 500 black). Both will come with a download coupon.

To celebrate Minus the Bear's 10th anniversary, Suicide Squeeze willissue the band's earliest recordings on vinyl. " This Is What I KnowAbout Being Gigantic," is the starting point, Minus the Bear's debut. Originally released on CD in 2001, this edition is being remastered, for vinyl, by the legendary Bernie Grundman, the Hollywood-based legend behind many of the industry's landmark recordings. The initial pressing will be limited to 2000 copies: 1000 black (180gram), and 1000 clear vinyl; each copy comes with a download coupon. A real chance to hear where this sound started...

To celebrate Minus the Bear's 10th anniversary, Suicide Squeeze will issue the band's earliest recordings on vinyl. "Highly Refined Pirates," is Minus the Bear's first proper album. Originally released in 2002, this edition is being remastered from the original tapes, for vinyl, by the legendary Bernie Grundman, the Hollywood-based legend behind many of the industry's landmark recordings. Theinitial pressing will be limited to 2000 copies: 1000 black (180gram), and 1000 'translucent' blue vinyl; each copy comes with a download coupon. A real chance to hear where this soundstarted...

On Visits, Tammar pulls off a pretty incredible trick with each and every one of its post-punk anthems, probably something of which the band doesn't take much note. They mine the classic sounds of paranoia, malaise and misanthropy (Joy Division, The Velvet Underground, The Fall and early 90s alt-rock), and fill it all with so much exuberance and joy of playing that each song becomes a triumph over anxiety and ennui. Visits finds each of the band's five members stepping outside of themselves, but not in an snake-poison-ingesting, flopping-on-the-floor sense. It's something else, something full of wonder. It's witnessing a dear friend suddenly unveil an incredible hidden talent, as if that talent is levitation or some shit. These songs burst and evolve like water capsule toys. Warm beds of wobbly and fat-bodied krautpop prove to be overwhelming, atmospheric art-rock tours de force. You are left pie-eyed and windblown by the whole glorious affair. It's the B-side of Neu! as pep rally music. It's the kind of thing that would have flipped Old Man Peel's wig in another place and time.