The charming and courageous Chronophage return with their sophomore release “Th’Pig’Kiss’d Album.” From first listen you know you’ve found something special with this band; a slice of genuine heart and creativity that is rare in the modern age. They mix a blend of rock and roll and art punk all through a DIY lens — however, it’s hard to measure them up against any band past or present, or to pin them to one specific style. And yet their distinct sound feels familiar and warm like a friend. You hear their music and you feel like you’ve known them, and that’s the essence of Chronophage. With crisp production and unique instrumentation that bends and weaves it’s way through songs, Th’Pig’Kiss’d Album climbs inside your heart and to the top of your “album of the year” list. – brendan reichhardt
write up from MRR:
CHRONOPHAGE’s 2018 debut LP Prolog for Tomorrow skillfully synthesized a whole host of outsider pop influences from the past half-century (New Zealand’s Flying Nun/Xpressway scenes, scratchy UK post-punk, the weirder strains of vintage college rock, ’90s lo-fi indie, etc.) without it ever falling into a haphazard pastiche, and its follow-up Th’ Pig Kiss’d Album only further refines that kitchen-sink approach—a band clearly operating on a contemporary DIY punk wavelength and all that goes along with that, but sounding more like a deep cut from the late ’80s Homestead roster alongside SALEM 66 and MY DAD IS DEAD or something. “Absurdity” and “Any Junkyard Dreams” tilt toward brittle and skittish art-punk, with bassist Sarah’s soft-but-deadpan vocals drifting out over of squeals of damaged keys, “Talking Android” and “Siren Far Away” are slightly twangier Texan takes on the HUMAN SWITCHBOARD’s wiry ’60s garage/’80s post-punk duality, and “Heartstone” starts out in hyper-minimalist YOUNG MARBLE GIANTS/MARINE GIRLS territory and ends up (not far away) in the K Records-adjacent early ’90s pop underground. If you spent your formative years staying up all night to obsessively record tapes of college radio shows and/or 120 Minutes episodes (or if you imagine that you had, if you’re not of a certain age), it all makes perfect sense.