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by Hot Garbage

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Sometimes I go down Down to the valley where I can’t be found Yes I feel so low Let me go If I pass your way Please leave me because I’m not the same I’m just feeling low Low in a way I don’t want you to know I’m now going down Down to the valley where I can’t be found No smile, just a frown Frown all the time ‘cause I’m going down You seem just fine You seem just fine I just feel so low Low, low I can’t be alone If I go to sleep Don’t try to wake or bother me If I let you down I’ll be there next time around But now, I go down
Rinsed 02:53
I tried And I get tired Ask, decide What’s inside I believe in everything I’ve already been set free Walking fast in the middle of the night Crawl through space in the endless light Feels right One is right One is gone One can plan all night (One can plan all night) One can take a chance (Another one takes a chance) Reaching out for some release Trust in the mystery Trippin’, blissing out infinitely Feels right
Shadowmaster 04:30
What is a cycle you can watch yourself repeat? First thing in the morning or the last thing that you need Can you hear the ringing off the pavement of the street? You can feel a chill move from your head down to your feet And if you listen, a voice begins to speak Don’t fret now, if you feel alone If the city’s cold and you ain’t got no place to go There’s a sound, coming from below You can feel the noise, it’s the beat that we all know And if you listen, a voice begins to speak
When she figured it out She figured
X-Ray 03:51
Something’s moving inside of my mind I tilt my head towards the sky Laughing, talking foolishly I think I have x-ray vision Don’t ask me, what it’s for I tilt my head towards the floor Laughing, talking foolishly I think I have x-ray vision
Stop Everything stops Everything As if you could see my fate Like a seam that was pulling apart And if it can be like that Every time I see you there Everything Everything stops Everything stops Some people can’t resist some things But if they only knew If this is in your garden, kill it Want to tell you that I see your soul But everything stops Everything stops
Soft As Gold 04:23
It’s unnatural It’s a matter of time Before it all comes crashing And turns into light You get nervous And you don’t know why It’s just another lost, delicate Balance of time Come with me You are gold Come with me You will not survive another day on your own
Fantasma 05:16
Yes This Lasts forever Pip’s here to show the way And if there’s two types of living When living is over and living is dead They say, when your eyes roll back Someone comes to get you, they come from the other side And if you’d like to remember, would you like to remain here? Yes, would you like to remain? From the dead they’re haunting another If you’re shaking like the living Your temperature drops Your heartbeat stops But darling don’t be afraid Because one door closes and another one opens But no, I don’t want to go There’s one more place, you should know From the dead they’re haunting one more time No, nothing really dies
Ride 04:36
Ride Your car On the highway Drive Your car On the highway Try Try hard To find the line Night Tonight Catch a ride We don’t find it hard to leave Why should I lie and say I know? When I I don’t know


RIDE, the latest effort from Toronto psych rockers, Hot Garbage, effectively mends core elements of 60s and 70s psych music, post-punk and desert rock with otherworldly textures, sometimes in a vaporous way, other times with quaking soundwaves. Along its 33 minutes, the foursome takes the listener through a multitude of terrains where cinematic soundscapes await behind the initial haze of reverberations and fuzz-heavy riffs.

Also featuring guest musician Sam Maloney from Kali Horse on auxiliary percussion duties, the 9 track full-length is both challenging and approachable, the songs taking on many forms, genres and styles, rooted in psych rock and post-punk, but also speeding through motorik krautrock, hinting at surf rock and flirting with crafty garage tropes. It is not only surprising because of a gutsy flow, it is quite literally a sonic maze where you can get lost for just over half an hour. Within its corridors, listeners are presented with lyrics tackling complex themes like the afterlife, depression or freedom, but can also just rejoice in soft mantras and uplifting verses.

Produced and mixed by Graham Walsh from Canadian electronica band, Holy Fuck, and recorded mostly live off the floor to better capture the band’s raw energy, RIDE is all at once dread, beauty, wonder, horror and mystery. From its initial feedback storm, all the way to its mystifying title track, Hot Garbage’s first full-length album will please psychedelic music aficionados, but also fans of Sonic Youth, My Bloody Valentine or CAN.

Under exclusive license to Mothland


released October 29, 2021

All songs written and performed by Hot Garbage

Alessandro Carlevaris - Guitar, vocals
Juliana Carlevaris - Bass, vocals
Dylan Gamble - Keys, synth
Mark Henein - Drums
Sam Maloney - Auxiliary percussion

Produced and recorded by Graham Walsh at Palace Sound + Baskitball 4 Life
Mixed by Graham Walsh
Mastered by James Plotkin

Album art and layout by Derek McKeon
Back cover photo by Alex Carre


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Hot Garbage Toronto, Ontario

Psych outfit, Hot Garbage, melts within their unique sonic foundry, shiny metallic melodies, unearthed within rugged rhythms from the regions of krautrock and post-punk, then carbonized within sus-alloyed arrangements, that eventually emit heavy streams of gaseous neo-psychedelia.

Hot Garbage is: Alessandro Carlevaris, Juliana Carlevaris, Dylan Gamble &
Mark Henein.
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