Despite a name that suggests shapely mycologists, Fungi Girls are actually three dudes from Cleburne, Texas who make really art-damaged garage rock [Editor's Note: Fungi Girls are not to be confused with Shop Assistants altar girls Vivian Girls, Siltbreeze moneymakers U.S. Girls, the '60s era pop collective The Girls, or Pitchfork's current boner-inducing just-plain Girls... dumbass]. Their stuff sounds like what you might imagine the Jesus & Mary Chains’ offspring to be working on if they formed a band, with the usual synthesis of ‘noise’+'not noise at all’ ingredients. Oh yeah, did we mention that only one of them is even old enough to drive? Shit, I was probably trying to play ‘smoke on the water’ when I was their age. Recently championed by Psychedelic Horseshit as “the greatest band in the country,” these youngsters’ music is surprisingly more nihilistic and creeping than most of the recent shit-gaze bands who paved the way for them.
After one demo, they’ve got their debut album Seafaring Pyramids currently being released on Play Pinball! Records. I know, this all sounds too good to be organically created, like the work of some blog-savvy dad cashing in on his kids free time, but the music speaks for itself. In fact, if there’s anyone that can remove the fashion-conscious aspect of noise-pop that creates filler and polarizes bands like Wavves, it would probably be a bunch of kids in their basement playing to no audience. The vocals are guiltless in their exploration of pop melodies, with no attempts to sabotage any hooks they come across, and the noise squalls about freely like someone playing with their first distortion pedal. You can safely deduce that Fungi Girls have more fun than any band that they will be lumped in with in the very near the future.
Seafaring Pyramids is available now on Play Pinball! Records
For Fans Of: The Jesus & Mary Chain, Psychedelic Horseshit, The Beets