EP Review from City Beat

It's not quite the "Extra Special Good" recognition we got in the same issue two years ago, but it's a good laugh.


Too much time in El Centro will make anyone a little crazy. Instead of shooting highway signs or cooking bathtub meth, Batwings turned their tumbleweed ennui into experimental post-punk cacophony. There are moments of fractured inspiration here, but a loose interpretation of the line between noise-as-music and noise-as-migraine suggests the band should worry less about remembering to “save” and more about knowing when to hit “delete.” MS/batwingskillyou.

—Nathan Dinsdale