Blink & Miss, Parquet Courts.

Blink & Miss, Parquet Courts.

Like a freshly luminous yellow tennis ball whizzing past at breakneck pace across the jaundiced whites of bloodshot eyes, the latest from Brooklyn rabble-rousers Parquet Courts, Smart Aleck Kid, is a wearily blink and y’all miss it sort of affair – a visceral minute of artillery-like yaps, dead snares and the kind of irrepressible adolescent frenzy not heard since Be Your Own Pet were first witnessed ripping a Notting Hill garage a proverbial newbie in the dying summer of ’04. And although the young punks’ début full-length Light Up Gold only began to be treasured on a second service, this latest splurge of inextinguishable raucousness is one which’ll throttle even the most distrait of attentions at a first time of asking. For luminescent fury rarely sounded so ravishing.

Parquet Courts play their début UK shows later on in the month.

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