Saturday, April 07, 2007
Revenge Of The Alophen Baby.....Little Claw's 'Moss Has Fangs' LP
I'd never claim to be the sharpest arrow in the quiver, which is my way of sayin it's taken me this long (arms spread WIDE) to get on board w/Ypsilanti Records. I recently recieved a small parcel of recordings from the label & they's all tip top. Who'd have figured! I mean no offense, but that's a pretty silly name for a town, let alone takin it on for somethin else. I been there before, it ain't a bad place-the all night chili dog stand was key- but I'd always figured it was a destination where old golfers who'd lost their edge on the putting green went to cry & retire. But silly me, it ain't called YIPsilanti (whuuuuuu?), it's IPsilanti (the y is pronounced as an i), which is a whole 'nother horse of a different shade. Now that the history/phonics lesson is over, let me tell you's the standouts I recieved was a 12" from Genders (great dub meets Cab Voltaire), a Odd Clouds album (terrific post Poobah's/Pasedena art-noise whoosh) & the latest title offered up, this mini lp from a band called Little Claw.
Now like I said, this is new to me, so if this here record is a year or so old, so be it. I ain't never heard nor seen it before & I reckon there many among you's what can make a similar claim. Since all the releases seem to come w/handmade covers, labels, inserts & pretty colored vinyls, I'd bet the runs on any of'em ain't more than a few hundred. The distro on it is exclusive to Carrot Top (for all you stores out there) but the fella what's the mastermind, one Fred Thomas, can be contacted direct but let's not put the cart before the horse just yet. This Little Claw record needs a spot of props 1st.
Since they's on tour & w/a couple of other records to be released imminently, I figured I'd single them out for some solid bunk. They's got an awesome sonic caul that immediately recalls a simmering crockpot've wafting aroma's as diverse as Raincoats, Royal Trux, maybe a hint of 13/13, def. a touch of X/Pressway damage, you know, all the right ingredients. But what overpowered my sense's more than any of them was a similarity to an updated, more menacing take on Sheer Smegma (aka Teddy & The Frat Girls), minus the yuks but every ounce the vitriol & unapologetic swagger. Occasionally atonal, often meandering, jaggedly rocking, Little Claw's got a great gust've gristle throbbing blabber 'n smoke behind'em. A summer tour w/them, Los Llamarada & Pink Reason would not be the worst thing that could happen to this planet. Calling all curators! Who you gotta blow to make this dream a responsibility? Ho-ho, I'm so sure, but then, you never know. In the meantime, don't wait for nothin, check out this Little Claw lp 'cause it is one goose that is really cooked.
(distributed via; http://www.carrottoprecords.com/ contact the label at www.myspace.com/ypsilantirecords & the band at; www.myspace.com/littleclaw)
Check'em out live in SF tonight, 8pm at the Hemlock & later at the Peacock Lounge (w/Sic Alps)!