Lost Sounds
Future Touch

The ineffable precision of electronics is a small thing compared to the charm of human imperfection. It is metal against man's ability to fantasize, imagine, and recreate the "metal".

The Lost Sounds are phenomenal, and those who have had the fortune to see them live, they know it. Alicja Trout, Jay Reatard, and Rich Crook come from Memphis and bring with them a world, that of the most underground, dyslexic, fierce garage. Their taste for apocalyptic-toned science fiction is a manic and perverse version of cartoons like Captain Herlock and Devilman. Properly, if ever a "sci-fi" sound exists, the Lost Sounds have found the physical-acoustic coordinates and turned them to black. Blackwave + garagewave: a slick of oil to the face.

6 finely crafted records, a handful of demo collections, and this EP which is its distillation and summa: the hallucinated tone like that of Suicide, the punk approach of the X, and the perversion of the sound of the Plasmatics. Volumes up high and scarifications on a retro-futuristic gramophone. "Trails/Fears" is a devastating garage punk setup infested by post-industrial waste veering towards dark-wave. "Moving Mouths" is a stomp of pure rock'n'roll collapsed against an electronic wall of death-rock, "Black Flowers" a powerful industrial march exploding in a silicon psychedelic outburst. A bacteriological war between metal and flesh where the volume of keyboards makes the difference and Alicja's voice is an immortal siren.

Pounding and lascivious, the music of the Lost Sounds takes no prisoners.
Rip your heart out and bury it among these 7 titanium tracks.

And enough crap.