Release Date: Aug 23, 2019
Record label: Joyful Noise
Tropical Fuck Storm exist with the wide eyed excitement and bewilderment of a man who's just put his last pin and his last thin red thread into his conspiracy map. Few, if any bands, have the same handle on insight mixed with absurdity as TFS do. With lines like "You'll be picking Chinese cotton on the moon soon" these Australian blues punks capture the sheer perverseness of an all too frequent online interaction, in a song titled 'The Planet of Straw Men'.
In the mid-2000s, with records such as Wait Long by the River and the Bodies of Your Enemies Will Float By, The Drones came on like a chaotic, Crazy-Horse-adoring cousin of the extended garage rock revival family. Compared to Braindrops, those albums now sound practically straight-laced. Many rock 'n' roll singers who ride their vocal cords too hard early on have to learn over time how to rein it in or risk diminishing their instrument.
Although only a year had passed since their debut, Tropical Fuck Storm have managed to tap into an even deeper vein of strange on their second record. The will to go further comes after the significant validation they received for A Laughing Death in Meatspace. Backed by greater faith from their label, they found the means through added instrumentation and a free pass to let loose.