This is the 3rd full-lenght album that launches into rock n’ roll overdrive on its very first song, “Famous Monsters”, which happens to be about history’s most infamous serial killers. For the most part, theirs is a driving punk-influenced style, with shouty vocals displaying a vaguely manic edge, which proves the ideal vehicle for the dark, obsessive and at times outright crazed lyrics. They bring some old-fashioned rock n’ roll action to the table, while a sax is paired with jittery, stuttering guitar line jammed over a funk-tinged and tight as hell groove.
The Psyatics are a garage punk and noise band from what immediately appears to be the most fitting of locations, Las Vegas. Like one of their key influences, The Cramps, The Psyatics have a fondness for b-movies, universal monsters, and serial killers, as evinced by the cover art for their new full-length album, Famous Monsters.
Famous Monsters is the name of the album. The Psyatics is the name of the band. Post-industrial punk is the kind of music they play. “Play” is probably an inadequate description of what The Psyatics do. They don’t play music. They hammer, thrash, trounce, batter and pulverize music. You can feel their emotion; it’s almost palpable, a crazy irresponsible ferocity.