I don’t want to hear about redemption
I don’t want to know how you pulled through
Open those legs
Show me some mercy
Lie to me until it’s true

Instant classic, I say this for both EPs in question because the serious hits stick with you.
RUINER. has absolutely nothing to envy from anyone.
CLEAN. might have a bit to envy from ruiner.
RUINER. CLEAN., stands out as an amazing compilation.

The man of the harlots is Christian Lembach; from his face, he doesn’t seem like someone who musically looks to the future, nor does he look back with a smirk; rather, playing where floors are slick with beer seems to be the only current ambition, surely not to avoid the bad fall of having climbed too high but for the genuine music they offer; anyway, it’s none of my and nobody’s business, I just say thankfully because, as for concerts, few have impressed me as much in recent years as the gigolettes present here; certainly, we’re not talking about a band that requires elaborate strobe-sound layers or five singers with the same voice to even slightly be faithful to the record, but they truly amplify everything properly, a super professional power-trio of guitar-stick-drumsticks, they play on shifts and layers of compression, nasal screams stretching out the worst Melvins, percussion crashing like a seventh wave, I can clearly see a person with a gun to the head in the listening room at the music store; let me rephrase, they really have nothing to envy from any sludge-hardcore-noise band or one that ever rode a fuzz; the riffs suggest that there are no automatic-swapping musicians here, only low-profile creativity, where the propulsion of certain tracks startles, sweeps, cleans, burns, and leaves mouths full of teeth running with bloodied hands; as far as I’m concerned, among the most delightful-noisy sonic walls of recent years, they crush it properly and I believe they are much enjoyed compared to the first and only LP released in two thousand sixteen; music to fall in love with, but not to love, not to hate, pure surrender from bratwurst and rauchbier; it is said that drowning is similar to an orgasm, perhaps the idea can describe the moods of these ladies.

RUINER.
CLEAN.

Tracklist

01   Daddy's Money (00:00)

02   Blue Blood (00:00)

03   I Am An Amateur At Everything (00:00)

04   Fake Life (00:00)

05   Shower Time (00:00)

06   Straight Down (00:00)

07   Tell Me Something Scientific (00:00)

08   Baby Bird (00:00)

09   Last Looks (00:00)

10   I Am Not A Goal-Oriented Person (00:00)

11   Cougars, Not Kittens (00:00)

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