I don’t know much about Gary War except that he dwells in New York, is affiliated to the ever on-it Captured Tracks and Sacred Bones labels and cuts a fine line in tanked up glue-sniffing new-wave as exemplified on “Using” where we find him malevolent and magnificent, looming ghoulishly godlike presiding over some false-start future in collapse, eyes pot-holed and rolling, his giant slurred incantations messianic mushroom cloud hungover above the tumult and torment. Music to make pipe bombs to.

Gary War – Using