Hello from the mesquite-scented, hazy, hot and humid dog days of Brooklyn. This week I review four new albums: Tricky goes “indie” with new collaborators for his best album in eons; Yard Act pivot on their third album; Helado Negro & Renya Tropical team for a hazy, humid collab; and Australian indie rock quartet Swapmeet release their charming debut. Plus a new EP from DFA-approved duo Fundido.
This week’s Indie Basement Classic is a Welsh band’s debut album that turns 30 this year.
Over in Notable Releases, Andrew digs into new ones from Quicksand, The Menzingers, Steve Lacy (influenced by Stereolab?), Nia Archives, and more.
This week’s episode of BV Interviews is with Swervedriver who are going on the BV-presented Raise at 30 tour.
Pour one out for Dave Kendall who turned so many Gen X kids onto cool music via MTV’s 120 Minutes.
Head below for this week’s reviews. Stay cool everybody.

ALBUM OF THE WEEK #1: Tricky – Different When It’s Silent (False Idols)
Tricky goes indie on his best album in years
“I think this is my first ‘indie’ album,” Tricky says of Different When It’s Silent. You can tell what he means almost instantly, as its primary spotlight instrument is bass. Now, of course, the low end has always been integral to his music, but we’re talking bass guitar, played melodically and high up on the neck. Think The Cure’s Simon Gallup or New Order’s Peter Hook. The bass is front and center on nearly every song, including “I Still See Me Here,” the album’s ghostly opening track, which has new collaborator Mitch Sanders mournfully singing the title as Tricky, as usual, haunts the edges with the whisper he’s prone to.
It’s still Tricky’s world, but he’s never taken us here before.
While he has been very busy this decade, Different When It’s Silent is the first album credited solely to Tricky in six years, and it was originally going to be released under another name until his new manager, Alan McGee (of Creation Records fame), heard it and insisted it was — and should be — a Tricky album. His main collaborator this time is Sanders, a singer-songwriter from Tricky’s hometown of Bristol, who seems to have brought this rock side to the fore, along with those memorable basslines. He is also the primary voice on the album — Marta is only on one song this time — and has a versatile, powerful set of pipes that helps bring a new flavor to songs like the very rock “I’m Yours” and “I Tried.”
McGee told Tricky this was his best album since Maxinquaye; I’m not quite sure about that, but it is without a doubt the most fully realized, inspired record, production-wise, that he’s released in a very long time. That’s saying something because he’s been on a hot streak for the last 10 years. Different When It’s Silent is loaded with memorable, moody, single-worthy songs, including another bass-forward gem, “Paris Maybe,” the heavy “Because I Don’t Know,” and “Frontier Town,” which could be the theme song to a blood-soaked, Peaky Blinders-style historical drama.
In addition to “Paris Maybe,” there are two other absolute bangers here. “Be Still in the Pain,” a head-bobber that could’ve been on Maxinquaye, features Bristol rapper Run Red Rambo (also on 2024’s great Theis Thaws album) as well as Sanders, who delivers a killer falsetto vocal hook. Then there’s album closer “Out of Place,” which is the only Marta song here and features the most prominent Tricky vocals on the album — which makes sense as it’s about his daughter who died suddenly in 2019. It might be strange to call the latter a banger, but grief set to a tenebrous, undeniable beat.
If there is one criticism to be lobbed here, it’s that Different When It’s Silent doesn’t have enough of Tricky. There was a time when he would’ve done the Run Red Rambo bars himself, and he sounds so good on “Out of Place” that you wish he’d done more of that. Was much of this meant to be a Mitch Sanders solo album? (He does have his own record coming out on False Idols at some point.) And while more of Marta would be nice, she did put out a fantastic Tricky-produced solo album in 2025. Regardless of how much Adrian Thaws (his real name) can be gleaned from these tracks, there’s no denying this is a standout in Tricky’s mercurial discography.
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ALBUM OF THE WEEK #2: Yard Act – You’re Gonna Need A Little Music (Island)
Yard Act trade post-punk for anthemic rock; a surprisingly natural pivot on their third album
“I’ve got absolutely nothing new to say,” declares James Smith on the opening song of his band’s third album. Anyone who has ever heard Yard Act knows there’s no way this can be true. And it’s not. The line comes mid-rant as Smith unloads a screed that sounds both meticulously crafted and off the cuff, working in references to their Leeds indie elders The Wedding Present and Buzzcocks/Magazine founder Howard Devoto while eviscerating those who love to complain but aren’t doing anything about it. Smith’s agitation builds as the band grind out a churning guitar haze that mirrors his state: “Every time I hear you moaning / If I only had a pound / I could’ve sold the house for now / And built a solid tungsten bunker underground.”
Yard Act have been on a nonstop album-tour-album-tour cycle since releasing their 2022 post-punky debut, The Overload, which was followed by 2024’s ambitious, cynical-but-party-forward Where’s My Utopia? With You’re Gonna Need a Little Music, Yard Act have made a bit of a hangover record — in the tradition of Pulp’s This Is Hardcore — that has Smith looking in the bathroom mirror under harsh ultraviolet light and asking, despite their success, “What have I done?” If the album title seems hopeful, one look at the cover art paints a different picture.
You’re Gonna Need a Little Music is also a musical reset. Gone are the angular guitars of the first album and the disco-charged anthems of the second; in their place is muscular rock that lands somewhere between peak ’90s Britpop and AM-era Arctic Monkeys. This was also the first time the whole band, who formed during the early days of the pandemic, wrote together in a room, whittling down 40-some new songs to these 11 with producer Justin Meldal-Johnsen (Nine Inch Nails, Wolf Alice). Smith is singing more and sprechgesang-ing less, and the darker, harder-edged sound suits them surprisingly well.
Yard Act are still giving us loads of hooks and danceable rhythms, but this is a murky, meaty beast. “I can’t stand people / people who think they’re good people,” Smith snarls at the start of “Thrill of the Chase,” which comes close to Prodigy territory and is a showcase for his rapid-fire delivery. We also get some straight-up punk (“Cherophobe Rock”), a little Brit-funk (“Fiction”), the Blur-esque “Janey Said,” and “Over the Barrel,” plus the full-throated blues-rock blast of “Redeemer,” where Smith preaches, “You stole the sun / Now your orbit is the bullshit of the damage done!” Some bands with an identifiable sound get stuck in a rut, but like Fontaines D.C., Yard Act know how and when to pivot.
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Helado Tropical – Helado Tropical (Psychic Hotline)
Helado Negro and Reyna Tropical team up for this hazy, hot and humid collab LP
Two unique and talented iconoclast musicians — Roberto Carlos Lange (Helado Negro) and Fabi Reyna (Reyna Tropical) — have joined forces for a project that sounds like a trip through the rainforest at midnight. They met in North Carolina in 2024 and, when offered some studio time, set out to make a song but left with a whole record. Lange and Reyna’s styles are a natural fit, and their voices sound great together on these lush, sensuous creations. Lo-fi beats slither alongside delicately plucked nylon-string guitar, harmonies, synths, and layers of hazy, hot, humid atmosphere. It’s a perfect album for the dog days of summer.
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Swapmeet – Mount Zero (Winspear)
Four songwriters, four singers, one charming debut from Adelaide’s Swapmeet
We’ve got a rare visit to Australia that doesn’t involve Melbourne. Swapmeet are from Adelaide in South Australia and clearly love a lot of warm and fuzzy ’90s indie rock. Mount Zero is their debut album, and what makes it distinctive is that rhythm guitarist Venus O’Broin, drummer Jack Medlyn, lead guitarist Maxwell Elphick, and bassist Josh Doherty all write and sing, often singing together or pairing off, which brings a lot of zest to the album. Venus also has a delivery reminiscent of SORRY’s Asha Lorenz, and Swapmeet have a similar bummed-out quality to their songs.
Do you enjoy high-ceiling arrangements that favor interplay between guitar lines and melodic bass? Do you like it when vocals mirror guitar leads and vice versa? Do you still find joy in loud-quiet-loud and quiet-loud-quiet? Mount Zero has something for you.
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Fundido – Melt EP (Life and Death)
DFA-approved Brooklyn duo keep the party going on their second single
Latane Hughes and Billy Scher started out spinning Balearic cuts late at night in the front room of Baby’s All Right, and soon their party moved to the Brooklyn venue’s main room. After a decade of hit parties, they’ve now started making their own music. Back in March, Fundido released their great debut single, “Get a Grip”, on DFA, and now they’re back with a second 12″ via DJ Tennis’ Life and Death Records. The Melt EP is more straight-up dance music than the punky, funky “Get a Grip,” but both tracks are great: the title track features octave-hopping disco bass, acid-house squelches, and ice-cool vocals from Emma Dufaux (who also sings on “Get a Grip”); “Siren Tiger,” meanwhile, is more of a sweatbox burner with dirty bass, house piano, cowbell, and… whistling? It all works. There’s also Papa Nugs’ remix of “Siren Tiger,” which ups the bongos, and Retromigration’s remix of “Melt,” which owes just a smidge to Madonna’s “Vogue.” Across it all there’s playfulness, a knowing wink, and a dash of camp. Because what’s Fundido without a little queso?
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INDIE BASEMENT CLASSIC: Super Furry Animals – Fuzzy Logic (Creation Record, 1996)
The Welsh indie rockers came out swinging on their playful, anarchic debut album that just turned 30
Few bands benefited more from Oasis’ massive rise to fame than Welsh greats Super Furry Animals. Formed in 1993, SFA originally had two factions — the rave camp and the rock camp — and were led by Rhys Ifans, who left the group for a burgeoning Hollywood acting career before they released a single. Guitarist Gruff Rhys stepped up to the mic, the band’s electronic side was tamped down but not extinguished, and they signed to Creation in 1995, where they went all out on their debut album, made at Wales’ famed Rockfield Studios. While they sang in English on Fuzzy Logic, the band’s wildly creative, anarchic spirit was still in full effect: that’s Welsh-born drug smuggler Howard Marks on the cover in a variety of disguises.
Fuzzy Logic was meant to be a reaction against Britpop, but the momentum Creation had with Oasis and Primal Scream helped it reach the Top 25 on the UK album charts and made decidedly weird singles “God! Show Me Magic” and “Hometown Unicorn” modest hits. It also helped that, weird as they were, those songs and the other 10 tracks on the album were all earworms. While they would get more ambitious on subsequent albums, Super Furry Animals’ style was already fully formed, generally swerving between punky, glammy, pogo-able jams like “Something for the Weekend,” “God! Show Me Magic,” and “Frisbee,” and tripped-out, glitter-soaked, “All the Young Dudes”-style anthems like “If You Don’t Want Me to Destroy,” “Hometown Unicorn,” and “Long Gone.” Their cover star also gets a song: “Hanging with Howard Marks.” Fuzzy Logic is a fun, bratty blast that ranks among the best indie albums of 1996, but it’s also just a taste of what was to come.
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