The most exciting news of the month so far is that Mayyors released a new single. Easily one of our favourite bands - possibly ever - we loved them since we saw the b-movie gorefest video to White Jeep which disappointingly I can't find anywhere to put up here, then i got hold of both their two releases last year, one of which found it's way into my top ten tracks of 2008. This looks like it will be on just as heavy rotation.
This review appeared on Dusted magazine last week. We can't describe this band anywhere near as aptly as Doug Mosurock and we won't even try, plus we learnt a lot of info about this band from this review that would be wrong for us to try and pass off as our own so here's a repost of some real words on a real band.
Deads 12" EP
If you’re a fan of listening to AmRep-style, throat-hammering noise rock while operating a lawnmower, Sacramento’s Mayyors have been your favorite band for quite a while now. The stories that I’ve heard about the general directive of this band (self-release ten singles and call it a day, suggest a coastal alliance and rarely leave the state of California) points towards a treatise on how to make people remember them. I hope the streak of conceptual purity holds out, and it looks as if it might, because this four-song 12” is better than their first two singles. Luxurious 45 RPM mastering at as little as four minutes per side makes this one of the loudest punk records since In Love with Jetts, guaranteeing that whatever rental properties it’s played in are going to lose significant fractions of their security deposits. I’m not normally a fan of effects pedal abuse, but what Chris Woodhouse does with them on “Clicks,” the way he builds a simple, two-note progression into percussive blastloops that line up with the drums, and dial through them like the channel knob on a now-useless TV set, has turned me around. These guys busted DJ Rick’s forehead open at house show – not on purpose, of course – but when was the last time any of you felt so much for a band that you were willing to risk bodily harm to let them play? I think he took the hit for us all. Serious Hazelmyer/Gear Jammer worship put to a hefty rhythm section that fires the kick on the up and the down beats, possessing that rolled-up-in-a-rug-and-tossed-downhill sorta ambiance that really makes these sorta things come together. Prolonged exposure to these times has been difficult. Mayyors don’t take the burn away, but they do blot out the rest of the world for refreshing, two-three-minute bursts – in the parlance of the Cinco Toilet Shower, “just enough time to get clean.” Not sure if the front sleeve ever came in contact with water from a urinal, but I wouldn’t doubt it. It is covered in dried mud and looks like a linoleum floor at a party after it rains. You germophobes can rest easily, as all 500 copies were spoken for within hours of release.
We got one. As soon as this band twitch we're there. Since it's all gone it would be churlish not to share a slice of it with you. So here you go:
DOWNLOAD: Mayyors - Clicks