Alexandra Zakharenko’s music rustles with field recordings, spectral vocal traces, and the physicality of space in an endless pursuit of the true self. The St. Petersburg-born, Berlin-based artist chatted with Post Trash’s Aly Eleanor last November about soul bonds, taking your time, intimacy, jazz, and more.
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Whelpwisher - “Same Mistakes” | Album Review
Whelpwisher’s Same Mistakes sees no need to bury technical skill beneath complexity. Ben Grigg is a songwriter who can seemingly churn out effervescent rock songs in his sleep. Whelpwisher is like the Chicago fuzz-pop Santa leaving songs at your front door. Same Mistakes is just the latest gift to arrive.
Tlooth - “Too Calm” | Post-Trash Premiere
Tlooth’s 2024 single signaled their impending reinvention, one of melody, restraint, and a bit more cohesion to their reinvigorated push-pull formula. Today, we’re premiering the leadoff cut “Too Calm” from their self-titled full length, an immediately gripping opener for fans of Sonic Youth, early Polvo, and finding the hook-in-the-hubbub.
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Tunic - "A Harmony of Loss Has Been Sung" | Album Review
Tunic’s A Harmony of Loss Has Been Sung is a meatgrinder of syncopated distortion, clarity of grief, unfiltered lyrics, raw textured instruments, and hard hitting repetition. It’s no wonder this album of disparate sensations provides a release, a mode of muted catharsis as the sound they produce scratches at the air, grasping for it.
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Gloin - "All of your anger is actually shame (and I bet that makes you angry)" | Album Review
All of your anger is actually shame (and I bet that makes you angry), is the sound of frustration and apathy. Not only does the title adroitly communicate the cyclical demise of unavoidable frustration of spiral thought, but the songs themselves—noisy, harsh, unrelenting in their acrimony pack each song with cool detachment.