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SPRAY PAINT - 'Cussin' 7"

by Spray Paint

£4.00

Artist: Spray Paint
Title: Cussin’

Label: Upset The Rhythm
Catalogue Number: UTR067
Formats: 7” (45rpm) / DIGITAL

Running Time: 6 mins 41 secs
Release Date: August 11th

Track listing:

SIDE A
01. Cussin’

SIDE B
02. Three Thumbs Up
03. Ask My Old Roomate, Man

SPRAY PAINT are a no wave punk outfit from Austin, Texas made up of Chris Stephenson (drums/vocals), Cory Plump (guitar/vocals) and George Dishner (guitar/vocals). Some of you may already know these guys from other projects such as When Dinosaurs Ruled The Earth, Expensive Shit and Dikes of Holland. Spray Paint’s buzz-sawing guitars run headlong through labyrinthine tunnels of reverb, chased down by some wildly brain-bashing drums. All three members of Spray Paint sing too, helping create an uncontrollable sense of fervour as they jostle for the words.

Since forming in 2012, Spray Paint have released two LPs and 7”s through SS-Records as well as readying an upcoming LP for Monofonus Press. They’ve wasted no time with hitting the road either, touring the US four times, most recently with their friends Protomartyr. They’ve also played at Fun Fun Fun Fest, Chaos in Tejas, Gonerfest, Cropped Out, SXSW and a live on-air performance on WFMU. This October sees Spray Paint head over to Europe for the first time, in support of their fierce new 7” EP through Upset The Rhythm, entitled ‘Cussin’.

Side A’s twitchy opener ‘Cussin’ plays out with some decidedly, derailed guitars, working up a tone of paranoia amid the thumping rhythms. ‘Cussin’ is almost emblematic of Spray Paint themselves, matching the propulsion against the restraint, locking into a motoric groove that’s impossible to escape from. Flipping over ‘Three Thumbs Up’ is a disorientating number with the band’s trio of vocals calling out the lyrics like a repetitive mantra. The overall effect proves less like a list of instructions and more like the unquiet thoughts of a restless head. “I think he’s time traveling, he’s got no windows, are you sure he’s from Houston?” they volunteer in ‘Ask My Old Roomate, Man’, wrapping up Side B. The track makes room for path-leaping sprees of guitar, offset with stormy blasts of distortion - finishing the 7” as it started; damaged, daring and utterly dogged. Qualities that not only define Spray Paint’s sound but are also central to the appeal of this solid slab of repeato-rock rapture.