“Whip manage to encapsulate everything that I really dig about old punk records: A bratty, pissy-pants attitude, juvenile playing and killer songs. In the year 2020 the vision of the past is clear but it doesn’t sound like they’re trying to pay homage to one sound in particular nor are they adopting the tired method of carbon-copying some past heroes into some dull variation of what came before. No, Whip got something more going for them than cheap hype or revisionist punk history. Whip is here with another four songs to remind you that they’re sick of your shit. The new EP is called Don’t Call Me and it’s on the Electric Heat label also out of Winnipeg. If you’re not convinced, give a listen to the second track ‘Bad influence’ and tell me that you don’t get excited on that ride as the snare threatens to toss you overboard with e-ach-stut-ter-ing-hi-t.”FFO: Bikini Kill and Cold Meat” – (JOSH/NEON WASTE) Our take: Don’t Call Me is the latest 4-song EP from this Canadian band with a previous 7” on Neck Chop. These tracks remind me of my favorite Bikini Kill stuff, but not in a cosplay kind of way. The singer’s raspy, snotty tone bears a resemblance to Kathleen Hannah, and the band also shares Bikini Kill’s ability to take a big, catchy riff and totally own it. The production is gritty but not shitty and the performances are loose without being sloppy… it’s right in that pocket where you want snotty, catchy punk like this to be. It’s a timeless style, and Whip makes it sound as good as ever.
