Many of this week’s picks were recorded in bedrooms (probably), which makes sense when you consider the M.O. of Bandcamp—that anyone can do it from anywhere. And that’s why you can find cruddy tape sadness, strutting beer punk, hot pink chiptune and post-punk revivalists all in one place. Ah, capitalism. Or something.
Zombiefied snark-snarl from Chicago, U.S.A. They just finished touring so you totally missed your chance to ever see them again. Just kidding! These kids are putting out singles and 7-inches like they ain’t got no day jobs.
First of all, this song is called Sunrise At The Googleplex, which might be the best track name I’ve come across in months. Second of all, Eco Virtual does electronic mistwave like you’re standing in the rainforest and your glasses are fogging up.
This is the bedroom project of Domenica Pileggi. Anyone who makes sweet collage art (see above) and covers P.S. Eliot is okay in my book. Sorry, everyone else. They’re releasing their debut tape on Swet Records this summer.
Three high school friends from Houston, TX, move to New Orleans and make noisy post-punk laments in someone’s basement. They decide on the band name “Pope” after several blunts to the face.