by Dan Goldin (@post_trash_)
Full or snarky, anti-establishment, society skewering, oft political bite, Hadley, MA’s own Stoner Will & The Narks are set to return with their sophomore album, A Narxist Critique. Due out on October 15th via Tiny Radars (Rick Rude, Graph, Bunny’s A Swine), the band’s cleverly sardonic post-punk is razor sharp in intellect and sense of humor, full of verbose lyrics that should appeal to fans of both Cheekface and The Cool Greenhouse. Having recently shared the album’s first two singles - “(The Externality of) Cheap Beer (is Tacit Consent to Empire)” and “The Antitrust Regulator Song,” the quartet return with our latest album preview, the fun and deranged pop of “Neocolonial Selfcare in the Anthropocene; or the Vibes at Goldman Sachs”.
With a tonality that simultaneously recalls early Meat Puppets and New Zeland’s Flying Nun Records, and a lyrical sarcasm reminiscent of Mark E. Smith, Will Meyer and co. share their thoughts on the wealthy elite and their vacations of choice, highlighted with lyrics such as “I can’t wait to leave town and spend the weekend in the Catskills / we’re gonna get an Airb&b and do ayahuasca in a sweat lodge / because I don’t like the energy of my morning commute”. It’s a rich addition to the wave of anti yuppie punk songs taking aim at bohemian life, and despite a short run time and density of lyrics, it’s actually pretty damn catchy.