Oh, shit! Weird Cry gettin’ a bit “retro” on listeners with this here Fly by Run, recorded in 2002. Takes you back to them harsh nights on the west coast. Garage amp warmth. Sweated out snare pops. Blistering electronics. Harsh zones of reality. Parents screaming down stairs ‘cause you’re not really in the garage, but the basement. The word “scene” is something that still exists as a clique, and y’all revere it. Never accepting anything less than actual album status. Saying no to every chance you got to be put on a compilation. It’s for the art, yo! Fuck off and cry. Weird Cry? ‘Cause that’s who’s unearthing these past-jams of shattered recollections. Now, Run is getting the attention they once deserved: flailing out them riffs after dousing spliffs and feeling the wave of gazed-out fried Ventura charred noise-punk rock. They felt it all together on Fly, and are now sharing it with you. New eras. Old recordings. I don’t see how that’s in any way different. So snag Run’s Fly CD now at Weird Cry and GET SOME BELOW:
• Weird Cry Records: http://weirdcry.bandcamp.com
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