If you prefer your punk to sound like an anguished swamp monster emerging from a primordial bog, staggering and bewildered and incoherent and not just a little frightening, give Toronto's Soupcans a try.
Their latest EP is speedy and noisy (Lost Drugs, Weedopolis 2029, No Teeth) but also slowed-down druggy and down-tuned creepy (Crimes Of The Future, Pt. II). Dissonance, brevity and aggression are the consistents.
The "avant garbagé" three-piece throw in some welcome twists: the abrupt tempo switches in the title track make it memorable; No Teeth has inspired punched-in-the-gut vocals; Crimes Of The Future trades in speed for something super-heavy and foreboding.
Things get fun again on Lost Drugs and straight-up hardcore closer 2 Much. All in all, a committed effort sure to either induce a headache or make you long for your mosh pit days.
Top track: No Teeth