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8.0
12579
8.0 |
musicOMH
A genuine and refreshing sense of unpredictability, of flying by the seat of their pants, of sheer noisy anarchic exuberance that they bring to their music-making, as found in the genuine post-punk innovators from the late 1970s
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8.0
12581
8.0 |
The Sunday Times
Tumbling, tribal, sing-speak vocals wrap around 17 joyously nimble tracks, most less than 90 seconds long
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8.0
12583
8.0 |
The Quietus
Trash Kit curtail their songs to almost-snippets and ornamentation is minimal – although a scrawl of violin on 'Tattoo' and guest sax from Verity Susman indicate there could have been more – but you would have to be pretty obtuse to hear Trash Kit as reductionist or limited
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8.0
12595
8.0 |
NME
Whip up a perfect storm of tumbling, holler-helmed chaos
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7.5
12769
7.5 |
The Line Of Best Fit
For bedroom artists around the country, this is a watershed moment, a benchmark to be celebrated, whilst for lo-fi music on the whole, it offers more clues to where its boom could lead to
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7.0
12725
7.0 |
The Line Of Best Fit
These songs are made to be played in dingy basements and awkward upstairs rooms, specifically designed to be played to around 30 people who are absolutely desperate to be there rather than hundreds or thousands that are mildly interested
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6.6
12919
6.6 |
Pitchfork
Instead of treating their retro style of choice like an outfit picked from a closet, they treat it like unfinished business
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6.0
12731
6.0 |
Drowned In Sound
As a complete whole, Trash Kit just falls short of many of its peers both past and present
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6.0
12596
6.0 |
Uncut
Print edition only
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6.0
14644
6.0 |
Tiny Mix Tapes
There are clear influences here, yet Trash Kit mostly use them as hastily assembled foundations for their precarious mash of sounds, drawing from the same pot of ideas as many late-70s post-punk all-girl acts — stripped-back, off-kilter, and upbeat
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4.0
14504
4.0 |
Culture Deluxe
Constantly you are taken to the brink of a brilliant tune only to be brought back down again as a crash of drums thoughtlessly introduces the next fifty second idea
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