Iguana Death Cult

Photo Credit: Tom Van Huisstede

Listening to the Rotterdam quintet’s sophomore album, I was immediately reminded of The Men or Royal Headache. The common thread was this affinity for ramshackle rock ‘n’ roll combined with top-flight musicianship.

This new album seems to have added some post-punk and krautrock flavor to the mix. Following the title track, which btw sounds like something that should be on Bloodshot, Bright Lights steams out of your speakers with an angular guitar riff sounding like Parquet Courts. That is followed by the barnstorning Lorraine. On the back end of the album, Liquify has a guitar riff that feels like it was born in the Caribbean; winds up sounding like something off of Mother’s Milk.

I love these guys. They might be my new favorite band and I am desperate to see them play live.

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Photo Credit: Tom Van Huisstede

I almost passed on these guys cause their name was so ridiculous but then I thought to myself that I would love an Iguana Death Cult t-shirt. Then I opened up the email and a dude was wearing a fucking beret. Again, I was at a crossroads. Lucky for me, I forged on as I dig these guys. Anyway, enough of my struggles. Their sophomore LP, Nude Casino, will be out on 10/25 via the fine folks at Innovative Leisure.

Rotterdam-based fivesome Iguana Death Cult initially made their mark with giddy, hard-hitting garage punk and a miasma of acid-drenched psychedelics, only to blossom into an all-embracing unit that implements frameworks of post-punk, krautrock, new wave, soul and disco. The band’s sophomore album Nude Casino, out October 25 on LA imprint Innovative Leisure, holds aloft a more cerebral and absurdist side of their songwriting.

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