With the world around us bruised and bloodied with teeth already dug into the concrete curb, we find ourselves with the shadow of a large boot looming overhead. What better time for No Age? They know how to ecstatically rage and power on through pain, because what else are you gonna do? The future belongs to the cockroaches, and this record is made for the disparate band of misfits who 2017 couldn't kill.
Snares Like a Haircut sounds like the good shit, and smells like the buzzy burning off of an aura, the marine layer suddenly vanished, leaving a thin layer of smog over the songs, simmering sock gazing tunes, revved and displacing enormous amounts of sound soil. With Snares Like a Haircut, No Age scrubs the itch in the little moments, engages actively with the process and carves/plasters/shaves something into an album shape that'll last.
Re-imagined rippers, compelling ever forward; something that provokes challenges on the ear. That was always the goal, but after a few years spent not No Age-ing, just working on that thing called life, is it any wonder that Dean and Randy wanted to pump out some rock and roll for the black hole?
Listen to "Soft Collar Fad" off Snares Like a Haircut, which is due out January 1st, 2018.