Just under a month ago, Happy gave some love to Sydney DIY rock and roll duo Unity Floors, following the release of their two rollicking singles Day Release and Nice Fit, which we described as “an upbeat frenzy of carefree strumming and perfectly arranged drumbeats”. Today, our two favourite “happily directionless dudes” are back on our pages with their debut LP Exotic Goldfish Blues and it is hype as shit.
The first two tracks are the ones we’ve already heard, and the sheer energy behind the two aforementioned singles act as a push downhill for this album, giving our carefree homemade go-kart enough drive to get to the bottom and out the other side. There’s a lot of momentum in this album; there’s wind in its hair, there’s asphalt speeding under its wheels and by track 11 it feels like only a concrete wall could stop it. I don’t know what it’s about or where it’s going, but it’s going there fast.
Holy Hell is perhaps the most frantic song on the album and is a perfect schitz-punk anthem about escaping the world of everything in your life that’s mandatory – be it work, education, life, rent, religion, fulfillment, love, food, oxygen, whatever. While it’s not clear what it is in the song, it doesn’t matter – all I know is that I want to get the hell away from it. Spoiler alert: this song has an awesome halftime breakdown in it – hold onto your beers for that one because you’ll want to bang your head.
Just For A Minute is a little more relaxed and shows what a masterful control Gus Hunt has over his volume knob. The guitar tone on this one is really dynamic, you can feel the power behind every strum over those hot little coils, the strings are hoopy without feeling empty and the high end notes and the noisy artifacts from the muted strings are as bright as the 11am sun on a hungover Thursday morning. Georgina is a confused little ballad concerning the familiar themes of being vacant, drunk and/or talking to a girl you don’t understand which features the best lyricism on the album: “Missed the train, my train of thought: Lost the ticket that I never bought”. Fuckin brilliant! It’s sweet, it’s short and it leaves that “I get you dude” smile on your face when that last chord strikes.
Gettin’ On also deserves an honourable mention on the album, if not for the utterly down and out ‘take shit as it comes’ lyrical stylings then definitely for Gus’ effort holding a note for a full 13 seconds. Finally, let’s return to the car metaphor and focus on the final track Crash Cars. Our last review of Unity Floors focused on the way that their music wasn’t borrowing from any particular time period or any band’s sound in particular, but this track changes all that. Those strained vocals, that minor scale solo and that guitar-dropping, drumstick-throwing ending – this stuff is straight up Pavement. The album smashes straight into that cement wall we talked about at the beginning.
I said it before and I’ll say it again. Unity Floors aren’t one of those bands where you sit back and go ‘whoa’ after listening to their album. Exotic Goldfish Blues is one of those albums that makes you sit back and think ‘fuck yeah’ and then go pick up your guitar and smash the shit out of the strings. It’s one of those albums that makes you run down to the store to buy a case of tinnies, even though you know that beer tastes better out of the bottle. It’s one of those albums that puts you in such a ‘I don’t care’ mood that you don’t even question why it’s called Exotic Goldfish Blues or what a Unity Floor is. It’s an album that turns you off in all the right ways.
Exotic Goldfish Blues is out Friday 29th November through Pop Frenzy. Check out the dynamic duo in the flesh at their album launch at the Factory Theatre on the 7th of December. Tickets available here.
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