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The Chutes' self-titled debut catches Kenneth Turner of San Francisco punk legends Fentanyl and his wife Erika flipping the hardcore basement inside out into seven cuts of bright, bruised jangle-pop. All C86 nerve, Sarah Records ache and Slumberland fizz, it treats romance, nostalgia and dismay like a sugar bowl full of broken glass - twee as matrimonial emergency lighting, glowing sweetly while the walls fail.
Published on August 22, 2026