Indie Basement (4/25): the week in classic indie, alternative & college rock

This week: Viagra Boys, The Moonlandingz, Deerhoof, William Tyler, Roi Turbo and an Indie Basement Classic from Saint Etienne.

Apr 25, 2025 - 20:25
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Indie Basement (4/25): the week in classic indie, alternative & college rock

This week’s indie basement has an extra high sleaze quotient, with (great) new albums from Viagra Boys and Fat White Family offshoot The Moonlandingz. Keeping things from total debauchery are the latest from Deerhoof, William Tyler and Roi Turbo. Plus: our indie basement classic of the week is the debut from Saint Etienne.

Over in Notable Releases, there are reviews of new albums from Heart Attack Man, Samia, and more.

Some exciting tour news this week: Pulp announced North American dates, including big shows at Red Rocks and NYC’s Forest Hills Stadium (which is annoyingly, for their Britpop fanbase, the same night as Supergrass at Pier 17); and Spiritualized are bringing their orchestral Pure Phase 30th anniversary to NYC and LA. Both those tours are happening within weeks of each other in September.

That’s it for this week. See you in May. Head below for this week’s reviews.

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ALBUM OF THE WEEK: Viagra Boys – viagr aboys (Shrimptech Enterprises)
The Swedish dance punks’ fourth album is loaded with quotable lines, serious grooves, and the occasional emission of noxious gasses. It’s their best yet.

During the first line of “Made Out of Meat” — “Overweight freaks ride around on wheelchairs motorized by electric motors made by goblins in a factory overseas” — tatted up Viagra Boys frontman Sebastian Murphy lets out a belch mid-spiel as the word “factory” leaves his mouth but he just keeps on going, not slowing down for a second. Whether that was an accident they decided to keep or something that Murphy planned out (or an accident they recreated), it is a perfect Viagra Boys moment and a perfect way to open their excellent fourth album. Even without that, “Man Made Out of Meat” would be an instant classic with its big riff dance-rock beat to its themes of the state of art in 2025 and a shout-along chorus that includes the couplet “I am a man that’s made of meat / And you’re on the internet looking at feet,” but the burp is, uh, special sauce on the hamburger.

“Man Made Out of Meat” also typifies this Stockholm-based group’s divisive highbrow/lowbrow aesthetic that has won them as many fans as detractors, and you get the feeling they wouldn’t have it any other way. Maybe not since The Darkness have a group polarized people so much with questions of “is this all a joke?,” treading the line between clever and stupid, and satire that sometimes ends up attracting their targets. In that, Viagra Boys are one of the great groups of the post-Trump/Brexit insanity era, watching it all, box of popcorn in hand, offering up snapshots of chaos around them, and inviting others to add fuel to the dumpster fire.

From there, viagr aboys (not a typo; the title is their way of beating spam filters) doesn’t let up, and they’ve really honed their brand of party-forward sleazoid mutant punk to a greasy point, loading their songs with quotable lines, serious grooves, and the occasional emission of noxious gasses. There are tales of food and Swedish politics (“Uno II”), the consequences of a hedonistic lifestyle (“Pyramid of Health”), and even love (“You N33d Me,” “River King”). It’s fun, very danceable, and a noticeable step forward sonically with moments of poignant subtlety (yes, really) amongst all the bodily functions. It all may make their critics more confused/incensed. Advice: don’t dissect viagr aboys — embrace the quagmire and sink willingly into the muck.

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The Moonlandingz – No Rocket Required (Transgressive)
The UK electro trio led by Fat White Family’s Lias Saoudi return with their first album in eight years, showing off new maturity and a few high profile guests including Iggy Pop

It’s been eight years since we last heard from electro trio The Moonlandingz — aka Lias Saoudi (Fat White Family), Adrian Flanagan (Acid Klaus, Eccentronic Research Council) and Dean Honer (Add N to X, All Seeing I) — but they’ve come storming back with their ambitious sophomore album that is equal parts depraved and delightful. But it’s more than that, too, with the group dialing back the sleaze just a hair to show their tender side. But first the bangers. “The Sign of the Man” sounds like all of 1989 condensed into one over-the-top synth-disco stormer. It will also make you laugh. I’m a sucker for the occasional throwaway line, especially in dance music, so to when Lias rhymes “I’ve been to Paris, where I ate snails” with “I’ve been to Cardiff…that’s in Wales,” it’s perfect. (So is its video.) Then there’s “The Insects Have Been Shat On,” mutant and motorik with loads of skronky sax, and “Give Me More” which owes a lot to Swiss “Oh Yeah” creators Yello.

No Rocket Required also expands the boundaries of what The Moonlandingz are with a number of great guest features. Jessica Winter takes lead, aloft on disco strings, on the effervescent “Stink Foot”; Saoudi duets with Nadine Shah on the swaying “Roustabout” that’s somewhere between balearic and baroque; and Ewan Bremner (aka Spud from Trainspotting) muses profanely on how art hits everyone differently “Some People’s Music.” One of the album’s best tracks, and definitely highest profile guest is when when Saoudi cedes the mic to the one and only Iggy Pop on the affecting “It’s Where I’m From.” Iggy brings an unfakable worldweariness to lines to the chorus “Won’t someone put their arms around me / I cannot take the pain of those who’ve gone / I’d like to put your world behind me / But everywhere I look is where I’m from.” The Moonlandingz should never stop being wild and wooly, but their tender side is a surprisingly welcome addition to their playbook.

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Deerhoof – Noble and Godlike in Ruin (Deerhoof)
Album #20 from these experimental indie rock vets matches heavy lyrics to joyous melodies and production. It’s a thoughtful delight.

Always different, always the same, Deerhoof only sound like themselves at this point, 31 years into their career as experimental indie rockers who are so skilled they can sound like a car wreck one second and fire off complicated mathy riffs another, delivering skronky noise and joyous pop in equal measure. Noble and Godlike in Ruin, their 20th album, is one of their most enjoyable and a great example of everything they do. Producing themselves, drummer Greg Saunier, guitarists John Dieterich and Ed Rodriguez, and indefatigable singer Satomi Matsuzaki, have delivered one of their higher fi efforts in a while, with strings dancing with angular fretwork, swirls of synthesizers, and percussion that can sound as tight as the JB’s or a rockslide. Songs are tight and crammed with hooks, a brightly colored candy shell surrounding themes of climate change, civil unrest, pandemics and our world’s uncertain future. Saunier says the band often asked themselves during the making of the record, “What’s the point of music when genocide is standard fare and the murderers are the most rewarded people in society?” But Deerhoof, of course, are not giving in and fight the only way they can. Example: “Immigrant Songs” could be the poppiest indie rock song ever about immigration issues, a very hot 2025 topic, and is loaded with irresistible “bah bah bahs.” The words pack punch: “You think we’re in your house / You are mistaken…This song we sing won’t be for you / Never again!” It’s Deerhoof’s best song in ages, one that also cuts its sweetness with three minutes of pure noise at the end. It’s the Deerhoof way.

Noble and Godlike in Ruin by Deerhoof

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Roi Turbo – Bazooka (Mason Arts)
London via South African duo mix balearic house, afrobeat grooves, and proggy disco on this very enjoyable EP

Brothers Conor and Benjamin McCarthy grew up in Cape Town, South Africa in a musical household: Conor learned to play by watching Bloc Party videos, while Ben discovered dance music and learned production on YouTube. While they went in different paths, the brothers talked about forming their own project and when COVID struck and they were once again living under the same roof, it was the perfect opportunity. Roi Turbo was born. They soaked up styles from around the world and settled on a sound that’s equal parts balearic house, proggy disco, afrobeat, and late ’90s electronica. “We wanted to create a project that encompassed all our niche tastes in music, fashion, automobiles and design,” the McCarthys say, “free of any pretentiousness, just quality music that gets you moving!” If you’re into Todd Terje, Mildlife, Kokoroko, that sort of thing, the duo’s second EP, Bazooka, scratches a similar ecstatic itch with a blend of atmospheric electronics, funky guitar, live percussion, and nods to the ’70s. It’s almost entirely instrumental, save for the infectious closer “Hot Like Fire,” but Roi Turbo don’t need words to make you dance.

Bazooka by Roi Turbo

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William Tyler – Time Indefinite (Psychic Telephone)
The in-demand guitarist makes elegiac and engaging ambient music on his first album in six years

The seeds of William Tyler’s first album in six years came from a vintage tape machine he found in his late grandfather’s office in Oxford, MS, which he used to make loops with friend and producer Jake Davis. While known as gifted guitarist, Tyler shows off many sides on Time Indefinite which is also his first for Sylvan Esso’s Psychic Hotline label. This is gorgeous, atmospheric, haunted music that incorporates his fretwork talents with blurry sonic imagery that recalls the degraded memories of The Caretaker and the more melodic Brian Eno ambient albums, all through a distinctly American South lens. (The care in the production and mix is very evident on headphones.) Time Indefinite was also inspired by filmmaker Ross McElwee’s 1993 documentary of the same name and conveys a similar sense of sorrow and wonder across 50 eleagic minutes.

Time Indefinite by William Tyler

Saint Etienne – Foxbase Alpha (Heavenly/Sire, 1991)
Debut album from this still vital UK indie dance trio holds up remarkably well after three decades

Childhood friends and pop obsessives Bob Stanley and Pete Wiggs made the daring leap from music journalists to actual musicians when they formed Saint Etienne in 1990, intent on combining their love of ’60s and ’70s pop with the club culture that was exploding in the UK at the time. Originally they planned on using a rotating cast of guest vocalists — Moira Lambert sang on their debut single, a cover of Neil Young’s “Only Love Can Break Your Heart,” while Donna Savage sang on second single “Kiss & Make Up” — but they found a kindred spirit in Sarah Cracknell who became Saint Etienne’s permanent singer and third member in time for their inventive debut. Foxbase Alpha intertwines Motown, Northern Soul, acid house, dub, samples from TV and film, and all the other things Stanley and Wiggs loved into a unique and uniquely British sound. The band’s crate-digger approach has kept this record sounding fresher than most of the indie-rave music being made in 1991, that and great songs like “Spring,” “People Get Real” and the band’s signature anthem, “Nothing Can Stop Us.”

Also worth seeking out: producer Richard X’s 2009 full-album remix, Foxbase Beta.

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