Due out September 29th via Disposable America, their latest is a clamoring mix of dreamy pop, blistering shoegaze, and detached flashes of post-punk. "Right Supply" is our first taste, a song swarming with blissed out fuzz and a delicate piano lead. 

DUMP HIM’s biggest strength is that Jac writes in a genre that they know well, except they bring a level of fresh personality to the mix that is seldom found in the over-the-top but emotionally distant pop punk scene.

More than just another collection of fuzzy indie rock songs, Amanda X are taking a stance, donating all proceeds from the album to Women Against Abuse. Giant is an album that embraces beauty and intelligence over force and volume. 

Their name could easily be an adroit response to criticisms of the genre itself, but it’s more than apt solely as an illustration of their own sound.

The Rochester band's nerves are as jittery as ever on first single "Swimmer," a song that's able to embrace it's anxious state all the way to pre-birth, hoping to be a good swimmer vs a cum stain. Disguised via noise pop and basement fuzz, Big Fred make upbeat music for the downbeat mindset.

Thanks For Coming is the bedroom-pop project of the incredibly prolific Rachel Brown. They sew together melody and chorus in wondrous ways as songs erupt into anthems of malaise.

Tall Friend’s remarkable new album Safely Nobody’s is a deeply affecting record, the likes of which only comes around so often.

With its flush of meticulous texture and kaleidoscopic energy, the record pulses with fluorescent color and sonic ambition, dragging listeners down the rabbit hole before ascending into a dizzying spin.

Footings have spent time in the mountains, you can put your faith in that. Enjoying the fresh air, the swimming holes, and embracing "Vibration, Too." Fuchsia teamed up with Pickles (D. Gould) for the video, creating simple animation that never distracts from the plucked viola and intertwined guitar. 

Rising up from the grime like a dirty punk phoenix comes Plax, a new band formed from members of Spray Paint, OBN IIIs, and Skeleton (among others). The band's debut album Clean Feeling is anything but; a hard wound and bruising rush of seasick proto-punk and lo-fi brawn.

Del Sur makes music for the summer (for the uninitiated, del sur translates to “of the sun”). Their newest song “Palm Lines” is no exception

Sometimes words aren’t enough. They get in the way, or don’t express what it is you’re feeling, what it is you want to get across. Eddie Garcia deals with those things. Armed with a guitar and a wide assortment of stomp boxes and electronics he releases thoughtful, internal, mood heavy music.

Welcome to FUZZY MEADOWS, where we recap the past week in music. We're sharing our favorite releases of the week in the form of albums, singles, and music videos along with the "further listening" section of new and notable releases from around the web.

Ping Pong is an obvious ode to the band exploring and growing their sound. The fast-paced power-pop element has been submerged into a lo-fi garage rock solution.

The video for Darkwing's "Saves" comes with the tag "old footage from the future," and the visuals follow suit. Grainy VHS style images are joined with the tracking date from the year 6666, uncertain times in the distant future captured by a resoundingly grainy past.

Yellow is the sound of the freaky punks from Olympia getting freakier. The 25 songs that make up Naomi Punk’s fourth record seem to document a metamorphosis for the band. 

Bandcamp have offered to donate their profit share of every sale through their massive network of releases to the Transgender Law Center. It's a good cause and a good excuse to buy some new music. Many labels and artists will be donating their profits in addition to Bandcamp's share as well. So where to begin? Here's an abritrary guide.

The video for CHUCK’s “Cherry Tree” wouldn’t be out of place living in the Met. Painted by Soren Hope, it’s a visual ode to dancing yrself clean best approximated to Monet directing a-ha’s “Take on Me” video.  

Supermundane is ultimately an album of human nature. Cole Kinsler surfaces as an artist who is completely aware of his flaws, and while it may not be a perfect listen, for anybody who is feeling incomplete in a world ridden with madness and monstrous egos, it's an essential one. 

"Shopkeeper Rag," the EP's second single is built on a tight jangle, acoustic guitars and Wong's brilliant vocal melody setting a warm and relaxed tone. 

a record of Melbourne pop songs cloaked in gnarly avalanches of power chords, slimy synth, and furious breakneck rhythm. Atop it all runs lead singer Jake Robertson’s barks, yelps, and musings on topics ranging from music criticism to electrocution. 

Pine Barons loves a set of hefty, rumbling guitars in its rock music. Their music is singularly positive and radiant, marked with a wide smile as it uses beautiful imagery of the earth’s fauna and flora to comment on the intricacies of human nature and relationships. 

"Writhe," the record's second single opens with a steady backbeat and a harmonic guitar groove, the cornerstone of any great Big Huge song. Then come the riffs... the sweet, unstoppable, endless riffs.

Gentle psych pop and experimental power-pop combine at Warm Body's whim, creating a mystifying sound that's both lush, radiant, and delicate.

While sonically aligned to something far from it, there’s a tangible punk ethos to Cherry Death. Maybe it’s the enclave of musicians who appear on the record or the fact that the band was so hands on with the production. 

Scattered with songs that dart genre restrictions, Robidoux's "audacity-pop" album blends together wistful drone, blown out slacker fuzz, free jazz-blues fusion, sampled experimentations, and lo-fi noise to create something ultimately pop friendly in the most alien of ways.

Welcome to FUZZY MEADOWS, where we recap the past week in music. We're sharing our favorite releases of the week in the form of albums, singles, and music videos along with the "further listening" section of new and notable releases from around the web.

It meticulously reveals a part of the whole, unveiling the general vileness the album spits while beautifully measuring intense doses that leave you hanging.