X, the new slasher from A24, delivers on the sex and violence.
The Ghoulies from Perth, Australia look like regular blokes caught out grocery shopping, but the sound they make is an urgent, insistent punk rock howl with a frenetic keyboard bubbling through.
Not unlike fine Swiss clockwork, the duo that calls themselves Yello have been ticking for four decades without missing a beat.
The first wave of UK punk crested and shrank back, but the Mekons are still thrashing and foaming.
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A fittingly ambitious film for a fittingly artistic and poetic band.
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That That! (Pressing Records). Review by Matthew Moyer.
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