Oklahoma outfit Broncho have built a hefty reputation on sloppy, sleazy, heady, heavy garage punk, and their debut LP Can't Get Past The Lips is a true lithmus test of their grit and determination. They come up trumps - 20+ minutes, of chugging swagger and disdain with a twinkle in the eye, it's dirty enough without dulling the edges, it's serrated without cutting the skin, it's drunken without vomiting in the hallway (well, almost...). It's hard to believe that this diseased yet very alive organism started out as a one man entity - chief architect and skittish leadman Ryan Lindsey. I've liked Broncho for some time, and this LP cements their status as strong firebrands in the upper echelon of the modern garage rock movement, mainly because as bassist Johnathon Ford puts it: “It’s not nostalgia, it’s natural.”
Can't Get Past The Lips is out now through Guestroom Records. You can grab this nihilistic beauty here.
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