That’s right folks, just in time for a run of co-headlining US tour dates, Genjing are beyond excited to announce an East meets West wax platter you’ll kick yourself for not snatching-up, lest you secure your very own copy, right this very minute! Limited to a pressing of 500 units on red vinyl, these puppies are gonna go like hotcakes, wethinks – and once they’re gone, they’re really and truly gone! Where can one purchase this must-have piece of culturally viable, sonic ephemera you ask? Well, that’s easy – right here in our shop or anywhere fine musical products are sold throughout the civilized (and uncivilized) world in these fast disappearing, brick and mortar establishments generally referred to as, wait for it…record stores! Remember those? Wait a minute. What’s that you say? You need a little exposition on why this particular seven inch in diameter, phonographic record is important enough for you to add to your carefully curated collection? Feel as though you’d like to actually lay ears upon this release in order to stave off any potential buyer’s remorse? Fear not! We’ve got you covered on both counts, just below, in the form of descriptive copy and an embedded stream. Yup, we’ve literally thought of everything this time around. Excuse us for a couple secs while we (collectively) pat ourselves on the back, real quick…

[one, one-thousand; two, one-thousand]

…ahhhh, that felt good.

After an auspicious run of activity, including two critically lauded albums on venerable indie Maybe Mars, sharing bills about the globe with alt-godfathers, Sonic Youth and slots at All Tomorrow’s Parties and Primavera Sound, Beijing indie-noise wunderkinds, Carsick Cars slipped into a well-deserved, five year, auricular hibernation of sorts, only to return in dramatic fashion this spring with a new rhythm section and 3, their most fully realized long player, to date. Yoko, a revved-up outtake from the Hamish Kilgour/ Pete Kember (a.k.a. Sonic Boom) produced sessions which spawned 3, marks a distinctive, stylistic departure for the band, who momentarily dial down the noise in favor of driving repetition, clean, Figurines-esque vocals and an anthemic, balls-to-the-wall resolve that unexpectedly launches the track into the stratosphere upon its incessantly rhythmic conclusion – an unequivocal, left-field indie-pop gem of a tune, if there ever was one!

On the flip side, Minneapolis psych-rock vets, Flavor Crystals, offer up Mirror in My Mind, a drone smeared, carefully considered, morotik ripper that mines the depths of exploratory shoegaze with aplomb, not unlike an auditory visage of one of Frederik van Eeden’s exercises in lucid dreaming. The band’s most recent full length release, a triple LP psych monster, coincidentally titled Three [Mpls. Ltd.], may well be one of the more criminally overlooked wax platters of the past couple years – self-engineered and produced by the band following a lengthy US tour in support of like-minded sonic sojourners, The Brian Jonestown Massacre, Three captures Flavor Crystals in a vulnerable, metacognitive state and the results are nothing short of staggering!