“this time around, the band are firing on all cylinders” – Pitchfork
“their punk rock beats have been the perfect soundtrack to our weekend shenanigans for the past seven years.” NYLON
“tightly controlled sense of menace and impending chaos” – Paste
“Top 5 Most Overlooked Albums of 2014” – SPIN
If you’re familiar with The Coathangers then you probably know the Atlanta group’s premise. The story goes that four young women decided to start a band for the sole purpose of being able to hang out and play parties. They weren’t going to let the fact that none of them knew how to play any instruments get in the way of their having a good time. The backstory certainly added to the charm of early songs like “Nestle In My Boobies” and “Stop Stomp Stompin’”–songs that resided somewhere between no-wave’s caustic stabs of dissonance and garage rock’s primal minimalism. In the seven years since their formation, The Coathangers have released a slew of records and toured across North America and Europe countless times. The persistence of such a casual endeavor is a testament to the infectious quality of their songs and the electric nature of their unruly live show.
Suck My Shirt is the The Coathangers’ fourth full-length. The title refers to an incident involving the salvaging of spilled tequila during the recording session for the album. While the title implies that little has changed with regards to the band’s celebratory mission statement, even just a cursory listen of their latest album demonstrates that there have indeed been changes in The Coathangers’ camp. First off, the quartet was reduced to a trio for the latest record, with keyboardist Bebe Coathanger (Candice Jones) stepping down from her duties. But the absence of keyboards isn’t nearly as noticeable of a difference as the band’s refined songwriting approach. Refinement is an attribute we expect to see in any group that has a career spanning more than a couple of years, but the extent to which The Coathangers have honed their trade with each successive album dwarfs most bands’ maturation. This isn’t to say that The Coathangers have polished their sound; the group once again worked with Ed Rawls and Justin McNeight at The Living Room to attain the same production values of their Larceny & Old Lace album and their recent slew of split 7”s. Rather, the refinement can be heard in the quality of the songs themselves. While the band retains the alluring spontaneity and happy accidents of their early releases, the trio’s current work sounds far more deliberate and locked-in than anything they have done in the past.
“It’s a balance between overthinking and just going for it,” guitarist Crook Kid Coathanger (Julia Kugel) says of their songwriting strategy. It’s a duality immediately apparent with the album opener “Follow Me”. It’s a classic Coathangers tune with the raspy vocals of Rusty Coathanger (Stephanie Luke) belted out over the signature grimy rock laid down by Crook Kid and bassist Minnie Coathanger (Meredith Franco). But the chorus opens into one of the most accessible hooks in the band’s canon, just before segueing into the next verse with a squall of violent dissonant guitar. From there the band launches into “Shut Up”, a title that harkens back to the brash sass of their first record. The song still has its spikey guitar riffs and shouted chorus, but here The Coathangers sound less like a jubilant version of Huggy Bear and more like the art-pop of late-era Minutemen. Dedicated Coathangers fans will recognize the re-worked versions of “Merry Go Round”, “Smother”, “Adderall”, and “Derek’s Song” from their run of limited edition split 7”s, and hearing them in the context of the album shows that these tracks weren’t merely isolated examples of the band’s more sophisticated side, but were actually demonstrative of the group’s increasing capacity for nestling solid melodic hooks and rock heft into their repertoire. By the time the band wraps up the album with the humble pop perfection of “Drive”, it’s hard to believe this was the band that garnered their reputation with raucous bombasts like “Don’t Touch My Shit”.
European Dates:
1st November – Spain, Barcelona – Apolo (Primavera Club)
3rd November – France, Toulouse – Saint Des Seines
4th November – Spain, San Sebastian – Daba Daba
6th November – Spain, Vitoria Pabellon Universitario del Campus
7th November – Spain, Madrid – Wurlitzer Ballroom
9th November – France, Lorient – Le Galion
12th November – UK, Leeds – Wharf Chambers
13th November – UK, Glasgow – Broadcast
14th November – UK, Birmingham – Temple (with The Growlers)
15th November – UK, London – Shacklewell Arms
16th November – UK, Brighton – Prince Albert
18th November – France, Paris – La Mecanique Ondulatoire
19th November – Holland, Amsterdam – Tolhuistuin (with The Growlers)
20th November – France, Lille – El Diablo
21st November – Belgium, Charleroi – Eden
22nd November – Germany, Stuttgart – 1210
23rd November – Germany, Cologne – Blue Shell
24th November – Germany, Hamburg – Goldener Salon
25th November – Germany, Berlin – Comet
27th November – Switzerland, Geneva – L’Ecurie
28th November – Germany, Munich – Milla
29th November – Switzerland, Kreuzlingen – Horst
30th November – France, Lyon – La Tannerie
5th December – Italy, Brescia – Lio Bar
7th December – Italy, Ravenna – Bronson
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