Ok, after a few snags and some schedule wrangling, we’re finally ready with our latest all-Sacred Bones edition of the Singles Collection. We’ve made no secret of the fact that we love this label, and true to their ever-stellar form, their latest batch of singles are all absolute must-owns, both from sonic and aesthetic points of view. Since you’ve undoubtedly heard us sing their praises in the past, let’s just get to this latest batch of killer tunes.

The first thing to blow speaker cones this week is the latest from Australia’s Naked on the Vague, “Chitty Chat” b/w “Goodbye Dark Cliche”, their first single since last year’s awesome Poltergeist Palm on Skulltones. The A-Side is a slow-creeping dirge that shatters into a billion splintered pieces, voices stumbling over one another, guitars backfiring and a clattering tribal ruckus holding the whole thing together for the duration, only to have it meltdown in its final moments. The ominous clouds roll in on the flipside, a macabre synth-war that sounds like someone shooting angels out of the sky with an AK-47 and gleefully shrieking as they plummet to the pavement. We’re not certain, but if it’s possible for something to be both utterly genius and totally horrifying at the same time, we think NOTV have captured it on tape here.

Next up we’ve got the third single (and second on SB) from Nice Face, “Mnemonic Device” b/w “Situation is Facing Utter Annihilation” and for as good as his HoZac single was, this one really takes him to the next level in terms of pure songcraft. The A-Side rides a wobbling, warbling bassline and pinprick synths into a strange pop nirvana, a splattered lo-fi realm where everybody is obsessed with Bee Thousand and constantly prays to altars constructed solely of Fall albums. Once you make the turn, “Situation is Facing Utter Annihilation” is, bar none, the best thing he’s ever put to tape. Far more aggressive than we’re used to hearing, this searing brace of manic scum-punk is as instantly addicting as heroin bubblegum and twice as sweet. That it manages, at points, to recall everybody from Marc Bolan to Jim Shepard is a testament to both its audacious versatility and shit-caked pop perfection. The single of the year may have already landed.

To end things on a decidedly Beefheartian note, we’ve got the double 7″ offering from Timmy’s Organism, the “solo” guise of Human Eye frontman Timmy Vulgar. Definitely the weirdest platter(s) that the label has released to date, Squeeze the Giant is four sides of guitarded weirdness that drips sky juice from every pore and, in some instances, sounds like several different bands jamming over the top of one another. As you run through these deep grooves you’ll hear mutated blues slop, LSD-addled skronk-rock, a barely discernible vocal harangue and, in the form of “Tree Thirsty Earthquake”, something resembling a gentle torch song, only far more obtuse and ultimately unsettling. Members of Tyvek pop their heads into Mr. Timmy’s Keyhole Wonderland briefly, and even they seem weirded out of their skulls. Heroic and awesome, just not for the faint of eardrum.

There you have it, another batch of stunners from Sacred Bones. All of these releases are still available from their website, and if you act real quick-like, you might even be able to snag one of the limited editions. Thanks for scraping the sky with us this week, and make sure to check back next week when we dissect some of the new(er) offerings on Goodbye Boozy, Regal Select and some others we can’t think of right this second.

Hello again ladies and gents, it’s time once again to gather ’round the old Victrola and lend an ear to some of the tastiest slabs of small wax currently littering the shelves of your favorite record emporium or web store. This week, we’ve got one of the stankiest comps of recent memory, as well as a pair of singles from bands that both contributed to the aforementioned compilation. So get your balloons out, it’s time to start huffing.

To kick things off this week, we’ve got one of the more notorious compilations to have come down the pipe in quite some time; the mildly disgusting-yet-always entertaining Wild About Jenkem, released on the upstart Killer Diller Records label. First off, you are probably wondering what the hell jenkem is, well, for the full story, read this. But to make a long story short, it’s a hallucinogenic ‘drug’ made from fermented human feces. Yes, you read that correctly; fermented human feces. Its dubious inspiration aside, the ten songs here, all of which are a minute or less, are utterly fantastic, gnarled and snotty, stinky and disorientating, just like jenkem. Particular standouts are Nice Face’s “Juju For Jenkem”, a 45-second blown-out rager that makes sticking your face in a balloon of this shit actually sound appealing, Gaye Blades‘ “My Shit Belongs To Pee”; the slow-jam, couples skate tune of the album, and LiveFastDie’s “I Need You (Leroy)”, which, despite its subject matter, is a hit single in waiting. Miraculously, there are still a few copies of this left, so if this sounds too good to be true, or simply too disgusting to pass up, hop on over to Killer Diller’s MySpace and pick yourself up a copy.

In keeping with the all things jenkem theme this week, next we’ve got a single from Alabama’s favorite cough syrup guzzlers, Wizzard Sleeve, whose “Children of Manda” is possibly Wild about Jenkem’s most disturbing contribution. After going out of print almost immediately, HoZac has repressed “Mommy’s Little Baby” b/w “Pterodactyl Meltdown” in a new edition of 200 copies, thankfully making these fantastically warped tunes available once again for non-eBay prices. The ‘Sleeve are the current master of synth-drenched southern-fried psychedelia, and the pair of songs they unleash here are epic, especially the B-Side, which is an absolute flame-thrower, drenched with Munsters-like synth lines, ratty guitar squalls and lyrics that extoll the virtues of being stoned out of your gourd in the stone age. The A-Side is similarly minded, fuzzed and blown-out of its socks by rollicking organ fills and a vocalist that clearly recorded the track with a mouthful of dirt. There’s something simultaneously precocious and dangerous about Wizzard Sleeve, and like that lollipop that you drop on the ground yet pick up and put back into your mouth anyway, they’re the guilty, fuzz-encrusted pleasure your parents warned you about.

Lastly this week we’ve got the new single from Brooklyn’s Nice Face, “Exterminator” b/w “Fubar Over You” also on the HoZac imprint. Their proper vinyl follow-up to their amazing Sacred Bones debut 7″ and the even more incredible Can I Fuck It? cassette on Jerkwave, this two song scorcher is their best material yet, stapling over-heated/modulated Dick Dale riffage to ramshackle rhythms and unmistakable melodies. A-Side “Exterminator” is what Donovan’s “Sunshine Superman” would have sounded like had he recorded it in the gutter, its sublimely lovely melodies buried beneath a frantic haze of knotty guitars, loads of reverb and crackling tape hiss. The flipside, “Fubar Over You” is better still, its insistent riff powering the song towards an amazing synth/guitar overload that piledrives the song’s head into the ground and refuses to let it up for air. Pick this up now over at the HoZac MySpace before they disappear completely. Also, take a look at the mega-awesome Hitler fucking Stalin artwork of the Gold Edition.

That’s all this week, but we promise we’ll clean up our act for next week’s column where we’ll bring you some scrumptious bubblegum platters and a few other surprises. So, for all your good, clean, family fun, make sure to check us out again next week.