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Album Review: Bloods - Golden Fang

Bloods show that you can rip out garage jams without sounding like shit; thank the whoa-oh choruses of MC and Sweetie, and the great guitar sound they squeeze from every tune.



No Fun staggers out with the wide-eyed lurch of a drunk navigating the Cross. It's the perfect opening for this EP from Sydney trio Bloods; this is music to tip tables to. By the time that's blasted by and Into My Arms is spinning you around by your wrists – even dipping into Regurgitator Everyday Formula territory before flipping the switch and coming home strong – it's clear that the six-track you're listening to is a riot. Bloods show that you can rip out garage jams without sounding like shit; thank the whoa-oh choruses of MC and Sweetie, and the great guitar sound they squeeze from every tune.