REVIEW // Psychic Blood — nightmare beaches

A raw touch of low-fi artistry. ****/5

Psychic Blood’s latest release, entitled Nightmare Beaches, is a five-track EP of chaotic, low-fi artistry that could peel the paint from your basement walls.

The cassette opens with “Burning Wave,” an almost astral lull existing somberly in some spiritual ether, a wave of fuzzed admission.

The trio of Massachusetts natives finds an unlikely but welcomed pop hook with “Omens,” that is, if pop hooks were had by some addled junkie.

Equal parts spastic and approachable, all brilliant in what is already an increasingly saturated garage rock market.

The aggressive “Art Skool,” drudges in snarky verse only to be followed by overtly affronting chorus.

Much of the album, as unpolished and raw as it may be, is yet another example of the group’s progression in their musicianship.

It is no wonder that many have already marked Psychic Blood as a potential ground shaker, set to take a revered Boston music scene by blunt force.