Eeasy Records

Predeceased

What Do You Do?

Eeasy Records

What Do You Do? The first album by new band Predeceased, new post hardcore with jammer parts. Also a bit kraut a bit PNW indie a bit '80s hardcore. It’s loud, different + has riffs. 'What Do You Do?' A Question that's as broad and confusing as it is simple and direct, a question used to find out if you're gonna have something to talk about, something in common, something attractive, something you're against, something you detest, something you don't give two shits about, something you also do... What Do You Do? is 30.23 minutes of big riffs, lighting fast drumming and slamming bass with yelled out but tuneful lyrics about doing this after your 30, learning the perks of meditation & counseling, MF Doom, self-care, social status and the pandemic amongst other things. In a couple ways there's a little leftover garage worship from Charlie's MVPs but overall this is a lean and mean post hardcore record cut from the band could be your life cloth. Think of bands like At The Drive In, Metz, USA Nails, Fugazi, and Cloud Nothings played by a power trio who like banging out fast and loud in a way that suits all crowds from heshers to moshers to skaters to haters to deadheads to rednecks.

Shakamoto Investigation, The

Existential Bread

Eeasy Records

Eeasy are pleased as punch to bring a band that isn’t the label owner’s to the forefront of the operations, The Shakamoto Investigation have made one of the single most exciting / shoutiest / mental / daft / tightly wound / aggy / fast / groovy / funky / scrappy / sinewy / robust / obese / obtuse punk records of the year. Bonus points for being the three funniest ding dongs you could ever hope to run into with half a case of stella. 12 tracks get booted out in 33 minutes, no brainers all round.  Formed in 2017 there abouts as a bit of a piss take to each other; Sam, Jake and Ellis have taken all the best bits of weirdo '80s hardcore and underground independent music (and had a laugh while doing it) and repurposed it into a relevant and totally current record, no doubt facilitated by going into the same studio as Sleaford Mods to cut this LP.  There’s the scratchy-chicken grease guitar work of the Minutemen rubbing shoulders with the wild eyed abandon of Butthole Surfers. The record oozes a dance party vibe of Shopping, Big Boys and No Wave crossover acts like Bodega, The Slits and the Contortions but perhaps more importantly it stands with the contemporaries of weirdo Thrash / Devo / Pub Rock crossover noise more famously blasted out by Coneheads, Uranium Club and Chubby and the Gang.  Easy made up our minds to sign them for their...

Thee MVPs

Science Fiction

Eeasy Records

Thee MVPs are an incredibly focused, close-knit group of friends who have found a sound that is completely their own whilst operating on their own terms. After years of nearly relentless touring that took them to the other side of the world and back, the band has fully articulated that sound with Science Fiction. Recorded themselves and mastered in Chicago with Shellac’s Bob Weston, Science Fiction features ten tracks of deceptively infectious riff-driven motoric grooves and beat heavy, high energy blowouts that demand movement. Each delivered with a sardonic smirk, these new tracks demonstrate the veteran quartet’s willingness and ability to renew themselves and the kraut / punk / garage / whatever-rock genre within which they operate, and also their ability to expand on a sound that is hook-heavy whilst also remaining challenging and innovative.  “Their most impressive trait comes forward when they lock into a lengthier groove while still bashing out a fast-and-loud rock’n’roll song with guitar solos and impressive percussion work . . . they’re rock’n’roll craftsmen, not Segall clones.” —Pitchfork  “…strut and swagger like Dr Feelgood...” —NME  “Thee MVPs open the floodgates to a cacophonous torrent, with big, chunky punk chords, barbed wire licks, and sweetly bitter howls at the forefront. It’s noisy and abrasive but there’s warmth at the core.” —The Line Of Best Fit