Album Review: Love Buzzard – “Antifistamines”
After their self-titled EP (which I reviewed earlier this year), it’s fair to say we’ve been keeping a close eye on all things Love Buzzard here at Pure Rawk. The EP was a blistering debut of relentless intensity, and at long last the full length album is here. Suffice to say it does not disappoint.
This two piece (comprised of Kevin Lennon and Al Brown) combine scuzzy guitars, frenetic drumming and unhinged vocals to create a sound which nods to bands like God Damn and Slaves. They are not mere imitators though, as Love Buzzard have a more psychedelic edge which sets them apart from their former tour mates.
The album kicks off with Cash – a punky affair with a mid-song breakdown which sounds like it could’ve been performed by a garage version of Black Sabbath, before it powers back into overdrive once more. Second track Headrush continues the relentless pace – this is hair flailing, beer-drinking music, and ends with the crowd-baiting repeated chant of “Headrush, Headrush, Headrush, Headrush…”
Beams and Creep and Crawl drop the pace, with a more groove based sound. It’s nice to hear Love Buzzard mixing it up, before the energetic onslaught continues with Passion and Superglue. Wild starts with a deceptively clean guitar sound before the distortion kicks in, and it’s one of the best tracks on the album – chilled out and intense in equal measure.
Give It Some Range provides a supersonic blast of garage-punk while Heavens Got An Electric Fence briefly slows things down before we’re clobbered by some mighty drumming. The intense garage-psychedelia of Origins is another album highlight for me, it’s fairly short at just over two minutes long, but the combination of garage, punk and psychedelia blend to make that one hell of a couple of minutes.
Title track Antifistamines is a nice rhythmic number, before another stormer, Lines hits with its punky riffage and catchy chorus. Closing track Tower initially brings back a psychedelic, almost desert-rock, sound with an opening riff which wouldn’t be out of place on a Kyuss record, before blasting off into a full-on punk assault.
This is frantic, garage-punk with elements of psychedelia thrown in for good measure and its great fun. Just check out the album artwork - they've encapsulated their sound in a piece of art pretty well if you ask me! Scuzzy, lo-fi, unhinged and excellent.