The Thousands

I once met a guy who claimed to have taken acid when he was just seven years old. I can’t possibly imagine the hell that would’ve been, however now that this 7″ exists I like to think I’ve got a pretty good idea of what it sounded like.

Old Growth Cola’s untitled release is equal parts blissful, brutally simple pop music and eclectic off kilter noise. Noise-pop is hardly anything groundbreaking these days, however unlike the armies of Jesus and Mary Chain clones out there, Old Growth Cola’s haze-making is more in lines with a 60s band at the height of their powers, squandering away their success trying to recreate their drug trips with orchestras in expensive studios.

Pop songs are interspersed with buzzing synths, high pitched squealing guitars and I swear I can even hear some kind of horn section in the mix somewhere. Offsetting this eclecticism is Lewis O’Leary’s nasally voice holding everything together with an unflinching sense of childlike almost nursery rhyme-esque melody. It’s pretty deranged stuff and every song sounds like it’s going to fall apart at any moment, but it never does. Recommended for fans of The Pixies, Syd Barrett, Psychedelic Horseshit or well, drugs.