garage pop

mr.kat: “SAW III”

Pop culture references in lyrics. True, they’re most abundant in hip-hop where wordplay is king. But no matter what genre, and honestly no matter the overall song topic, hearing an interjection of media consumption really grounds things in reality. It’s candid. It’s unpretentious. It’s relatable.

Following that cold open, we find ourselves in good company with mr.kat. What started off as the solo sadgirl endeavor of singer-guitarist Kat De Leon has since evolved into a quartet, and more recently a three-piece. Considering mr.kat’s debut single only dropped back in 2022, the indie garage pop outfit’s decidedly still in their kitten phase. But in 2024 mr.kat has been cooking! Err…making biscuits.

After their debut EP I’ll Make It, I Always Do from January and March’s devilish standalone “Sandbox Love”, this morning mr.kat dragged “SAW III” onto streaming. This mid-fi masterpiece is bookended by some seriously sinister tape crackling and sprawling with audio verité (organic mouth clicks intact), but production techniques aside, “SAW III” is actually one of the sweetest things mr.kat’s ever released (in this case, more like freed from a cell). Because there’s no better way to beat the blues of unrequited love quite like some good old fashioned torture porn, right?

Fertility House: “Paca Palace”

Everyone wants to believe that their amorous entanglements are unique, one-of-a-kind connections. And without saying they’re not, the vast majority of relationships do tend to follow similar formulas. In the eyes of Austin indie four-piece Fertility House, those formulas always end up in dissolution; the fairy-tale bond unravels and we’re put in a poignant position, but ultimately, “we all turn to dust”. As a matter of fact, Fertility House’s sophomore album, Dust, dedicates itself to the nosedives of romance across three acts: early infatuation, the turmoil of a breakup, and post-separation stoicism.

Dust settled last Tuesday, introducing us to ten fleshed-out romantic reflections and three half-minute particles that serve as instrumental act breaks. The last installment of Dust‘s second act (the garage-popper “Paca Palace”) keeps things as light as possible with a procession of trumpet chords, gang vocals and xylophones that’ll make you feel like royalty.