Bella Union – 23rd August
Ezra Furman’s Twelve Nudes bleeds the hot, red blood of a man frustrated, confused and intensely pained by the state of our political and emotional dissonance. Opener ‘Calm Down’ (aka ‘I Should Not Be Alone’) screams of loneliness, desperation and horrible men in suits that crush us into submission. Punky, fuzzed-out guitars in ‘Evening Prayer (aka Justice)’ are reminiscent of the drug-fuelled, booze-induced songwriting of 90s Beastie Boys, and Furman’s edge-of-chaos shrieks in ‘Rated R Crusaders’ stretch the vocal cords like Germs’ frontman Darby Crash in the late 70s. There are moments of reflectivity, in the short and intense hangovers like ‘I Wanna Be Your Girlfriend’ that languish in surf-rock guitars, but very authentically, this is an album for losing your shit to.