What we have here is some anachronistic post-punk from Wisconsin trio Zebras, who lance and laser their way through their self-titled full-length like twitchy humanoids. Now, unless you’re the kind of weirdo that finds chewing tinfoil enjoyable, Zebras’ buggy, math-y, schizo-rock isn’t to be regarded lightly, so what I recommend is tossing back more than a few handfuls of uppers and letting the pseudo-industrial tumult of Zebras hijack your limbs while you smile neurotically at the whole touch-and-go rave-up. I don’t know, I’ve never been one for for that kind of party, but there’s certainly something disturbingly interesting about the way Lacey Smith abuses a moog like it pissed on the rug and the way Vincent Presley yelps like Jello Biafra accosting you in the frozen food aisle at the grocery store. I’d never go so far to say that Zebras sound like The Meatmen, Dead Kennedys, The Cramps, or The Jesus Lizard because there’s too much manic metal in what they do, but they certainly share the same eye-poppin’, razor-trippin’ spirit, for whatever that’s worth.
Listen to Zebras by Zebras!
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