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The Thermals (Portland, Ore.)
This prolific Northwest trio has been spitting out urgent Post Punk anthems for more than a decade now. The band’s sixth album, Desperate Ground (their first for Saddle Creek after stops with Kill Rock Stars and Sub Pop), is as lacerating and catchy as anything in their discography, a reassuring turn of events in a world that provides very few these days. “The Sunset” is classic Thermals — frontman Hutch Harris emotes admirably via crunchy guitar riffs and typically personal lyrical concerns, while, reliably as ever, bassist Kathy Foster and drummer Westin Glass provide a sturdy rhythmic backdrop. Sure, there’s nothing particularly fancy or groundbreaking about what The Thermals do, but few bands of recent vintage deliver primal, fist-pumping pleasures as consistently or as convincingly.
YDIIYD: Buzzcocks, Guided by Voices drunk on Red Bull instead of beer, Superchunk. (JG)