On its 15-minute debut, Oklahoma City fusion trio Peach seems content playing on words and naming the last song Short Record. And setting its genre at metal when it pulls up in the listeners iTunes library.
For all this and the casual, greasy-lounge feel of some of these songs, I wonder how serious these guys are (certainly more so than a local rap submission I received earlier this year from something called Keezy Mac), because Aslan Crawley demonstrates some serious John Mayer-type guitar chops here.
Aint No Rehab stands out in particular, riffing all over the place before spilling out lines like Aint no doctor to stitch this back together, babe! Its funny and endearing, the kind of pop hook you dont hear often enough from local artists.
If anythings wrong with Peachy-P, its that its awfully short, but I suppose thats probably a product of the bands short existence. Bassist Kevin Dunaway and drummer Connor Pruitt seem more like a backdrop in the rhythm section, but given more time together, theyll morph into a propulsive force.
And bonus points for the individually placed wax seal on the EP, dudes! Anybody who ever put anything out on SST Records while I doubt theyd care much for your genre would be proud of that finishing touch. Matt Carney