Today marks the 5th birthday of Nosebleed Weekend! To celebrate, we’re offering a limited edition “Nosebleed Weekend” bundle that includes an autographed CD, 18”x24″ folded poster, a rectangle glitter sticker, and a 2.25” metallic button. When The Coathangers started up in 2006, their aspirations were humble. “I think all bands in their early twenties start for fun,” says guitarist/vocalist Julia Kugel when talking about their early years of cheeky no-wave and irreverent garage rock. But Julia and her bandmates Meredith Franco (bass/vocals) and Stephanie Luke (drums/vocals) were serious about their craft, and that combination of modest outside expectations and absolute dedication to their music made for exhilarating live shows and contagious records. Ten years later, The Coathangers are still going strong, and while their palette has expanded over the years to touch upon hip-shakin’ classic rock, soulful country ballads, and golden oldies pop, their primary attack strategy still relies heavily on the jagged hooks and boisterous choruses of their formative years. Their fifth album Nosebleed Weekend retains all the devil-may-care magnetism and serrated instrumentation of their debut, but it flourishes with a decade’s worth of song writing discipline and chemistry.
Nosebleed Weekend kicks off with “Perfume,” a song that marries sultry pop vocals with toothy guitar riffs in a manner that would make Ann and Nancy Wilson proud. It’s hard to imagine The Coathangers writing a song this accessible in their early years, but in 2016 it fits perfectly into their canon. From there the band launches into “Dumb Baby,” which harkens back to the gritty neo-garage rock of Murder City Devils. Long time fans who still clamour for their brash post-punk angle will be immediately satiated by “Squeeki Tiki.” And after hearing the noisy loud-quiet-loud bombast of “Excuse Me?” it’s no wonder that Kim Gordon has become an outspoken fan of the band.
It’s an eclectic album inspired by life on the road, lost loved ones, and Kugel’s recent move to Southern California. “We always say that each record is a snapshot of our life at the time,” Kugel says. “As far as style… it’s just what came out of us at that point.” So whether it’s the foreboding garage rock of the title track, the post-punk groove of “Burn Me,” the stripped-down pop of “I Don’t Think So,” or the dynamic grunge of “Down Down,” The Coathangers command their songs with passion and authority.
“…the group’s best so far!” – NPR’s All Songs Considered
“Who knew that even in punk, practice could make perfect?” – SPIN
“…it’s a nasty, jagged piece of rockabilly-influenced punk rock, the kind nobody makes often enough anymore.” – Stereogum
“The Coathangers are mad as hell on Nosebleed Weekend.” – The FADER
“Though they may have lived a decade-long adrenaline rush, The Coathangers’ persistence and motivation is as present as ever on Nosebleed Weekend.” – She Shreds
“…spiky garage rock guitars and a clap-along chorus that bridges the gap between power pop and no wave dissonance.” – Consequence of Sound
Nosebleed Weekend released through Suicide Squeeze Records.
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