Album artwork for Gale Maze by Male Gaze

Blow-out enthusiasts, make ready to scarf this down without chewing: "How many licks does it take to get to the spider egg in the center of this sugar bomb? "You got the jitters, and dude, there's blood on your shirt. "I like gore with my goth. "Hey, you got your pop sensibilities on my explosion!" Strong vocals à la Modern English, back-beat complete and foamy bass bleached onto half-inch tape specially for Castle Face. Seven headstrong tunes to clatter your phonograph needle. I've always loved Matt Jones's (ex-Blasted Canyons) vocal stylings, rich with tenor muscle flexes. Over the top in its endeavors and reaching, always reaching. Primal gas-guzzler drumming, center speaker from Adam Cimino sets the ear up for a beating. And hell, it's got the old (and I mean old) bass player, Mark Kaiser, from Mayyors; solid-state aggression at its mid-low, knuckle-dragging finest. A slap in the brain done up nicely here on wax. Enjoy.

Male Gaze

Gale Maze

Castle Face
Album artwork for Gale Maze by Male Gaze
CD

$14.99

CD

Released 05/06/2015Catalog Number

CF 048 CD

Male Gaze

Gale Maze

Castle Face
Album artwork for Gale Maze by Male Gaze
CD

$14.99

CD

Released 05/06/2015Catalog Number

CF 048 CD

Blow-out enthusiasts, make ready to scarf this down without chewing: "How many licks does it take to get to the spider egg in the center of this sugar bomb? "You got the jitters, and dude, there's blood on your shirt. "I like gore with my goth. "Hey, you got your pop sensibilities on my explosion!" Strong vocals à la Modern English, back-beat complete and foamy bass bleached onto half-inch tape specially for Castle Face. Seven headstrong tunes to clatter your phonograph needle. I've always loved Matt Jones's (ex-Blasted Canyons) vocal stylings, rich with tenor muscle flexes. Over the top in its endeavors and reaching, always reaching. Primal gas-guzzler drumming, center speaker from Adam Cimino sets the ear up for a beating. And hell, it's got the old (and I mean old) bass player, Mark Kaiser, from Mayyors; solid-state aggression at its mid-low, knuckle-dragging finest. A slap in the brain done up nicely here on wax. Enjoy.