Crinkum-crankum jams for the new Depression
First off, something we wish we had written, but didn’t:
“Upon slapping it in the player, I was taken back to a time in North American underground music when the lines of what was ‘punk’ or ‘hardcore’ weren’t so black and white. Bands could sound like pretty much anything, and it was cool as long as it was well outside what was considered ‘normal.’ Krylls would have fit in nicely.” (Razorcake)
Krylls is a punk rock band. There’s no concept, no period costumes or haircuts, just three guys with wide-ranging tastes playing fast or slow (usually fast), hard or soft (usually hard), and weird or straight (usually weird). Our live shows are full-bore and sweaty—gas mask microphone, screaming guitar lying on the floor at the end—but of course we also scale the heights of seriosity with lyrical poetry like “I play guitarra!/ I’m Che Guevara!” With any luck, we snag some of that old North American underground energy, from back when you didn’t have to be cool to be cool. Sub-subgenre: Contrapunk? Paleo-dancecore? Post-biker rock?
Krylls formed in New York City in 2004, when Sean Allen (guitar, vocals) and Josh Garrett-Davis (bass, vocals) set out to remake a band that had fallen apart. First, we tried a riot grrl singer, then a hardcore shrieker-dude, and when those didn’t pan out, we decided to localize the vocalize and rise up singing ourselves. Finally, settled as a three-piece, we came to incorporate musical influences from Texas boogie to SoCal punk-funk to stoner metal to our own sometimes unhinged imaginations. In 2008, Iñaki Domench joined us on the drums, bringing his Basque punk influence all the way from Pamplona, globalizing the old underground.
Another underground habit is ye olde DIY: recording, booking shows, making this here website, etc. (Of course we also rely on the help of friends who draw awesome zombies and monsters, and of the Whores 4 Krylls, who give out CDs and buttons to their friends, er… johns.) We released a 5-song demo EP, first called “Orange”—titled, again poetically, after the color of blank discs that were cheapest—then simply “Krylls.”
As the economy tumbled down the stairs in early 2009, we lacked the cheddar to press our almost-full-length, “My Little Danish Friend,” so we posted it for download on our website at the price of pay-what-you-wish. (In our case, the celebrated “Radiohead model” became more like e-busking, shaking a digital Burger King cup in the subway.)
And now? We’re back in the inventor’s toolshed hammering out crinkum-crankum jams for the new Depression, and we’re coming out with some crazy contraption that might scare you, but you’ll like it in spite of yourself.
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My Little Danish Friend. Twenty-six minutes and eighteen seconds. Guns a-blazing. The unforgettable fire after you rode the lightning that struck the capital building on the cover of Bad Brains. The new album - download it today under the ‘PBS' plan. But this pledge drive sounds like driving a dune buggy after sniffing lemon Pledge. Or whatever.
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“This five-song EP didn’t look like much, but upon slapping it in the player, I was taken back to a time in North American underground music when the lines of what was ‘punk' or ‘hardcore' weren’t so black and white. Bands could sound like pretty much anything, and it was cool as long as it was well outside what was considered ‘normal'.” – Razorcake
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Zombie head or Zombie hand. Can't decide? Get both. Future designs will include the rest of the zombie. Collect all 12 to form a full-body zombie costume.
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With these sporty pins, you'll be the coolest kid at the rock show. Buy 'em, trade 'em, use 'em to smite your mortal enemy... just don't tell the cops we told you so. Order 2 - a zombie needs both hands for brain eating, teeth picking and throwing the devil horns! Team 'em up with the new Chibi Zombie pin for a monstiferous good time.
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Brighten up your local watering hole's rest room with a Krylls sticker, a genuine slab of visual mayhem. The zombie hand or face is sure to catch the eye, and the traditional trilobite design screams street cred. For die-hards only.
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Let the zombie hand tear open that next bottle. Ergonomically designed to fight carpal-tunnel syndrome,
this new addition to the Krylls merch bin might leave you thinking, "Could tea cozies be far behind?"
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