Hamilton fuzz rockers WTCHS are doing a lot in music that I am currently interested in (minus the taking vowels out of your band name…but that’s me getting nit-picky). Their own bandcamp page offers a good description of what you’ll hear.
Strange sounds upon strangewinds emerge from a newly born Steeltown oasis. The strangled snare of gnarled guitars harken upon the nethersteps of Haligonia, but it’s the hooded nihilism of WTCHS’ droning vocals that yield unlimited satisfaction. Hope comes in a multitude of flavour. Hand-stamped package complete with 6-minute tape-only drone-out. Grip sicc widdit.
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Lots of interesting stuff to take away. I think when you’re a rock band and use descriptions like, gnarled guitars and droning vocals…. right away, to me, you say… “we don’t care about being pop stars.” Then you put your record out on cassette… hand made. That says, “I like being a music nerd and I like this kind of work.”
This isn’t for everyone…but its for me. I’ll have to put this noise on my iPhone.
Thanks Alan Cross for the heads up! Good pick.
Go with yourself.
The Morning After 
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