Luckily I had received an email from a publicist working the band last month, so I sent a belated reply requesting a copy of Summer Of Hate, the band's just-released debut effort. The publicist was nice enough to offer me a link to download a digital copy within minutes, which was great for immediate satisfaction, but I must admit, I'm still on the fence on the digital vs. physical dilemma. I love the convenience and immediacy of digital downloads, but if it's an album I really love, I like to have the physical item to hold in my hands, scour the liner notes, and eventually store in my collection.
Still, I was happy to have Crocodiles' Summer Of Hate loaded to my hard drive and it arrived at the perfect time. I was feeling slightly stir crazy and needed to get away from the computer and get out, so I decided to take a bike ride to the pharmacy to pick up a prescription. After all, the final majestic track on Summer Of Hate is titled "Young Drugs." Take a listen to it below and watch the video clip for "Refuse Angels," another song from Summer Of Hate.
Although this pharmacy trip might sound slightly illicit, it wasn't. The prescription isn't even mine; it's for family member. Yet on my journey I have to confess, I may have broken the law. I decided that I would listen to Summer Of Hate on my iPhone, wearing earbuds as I rode. Not only that, I opted to wear my Dodger visor instead of my vintage Jay Adams Flyaway skateboard helmet. I know. I'm quite the rebel.
It wasn't long before Crocodiles swept me away as I pedaled. As I rode through my suburban neighborhood, mostly on side streets to avoid being hit by oncoming traffic I could not hear, I marveled at the band's sound. I heard hints of Suicide and the Jesus & Mary Chain, but it didn't sound exactly like either. Like those two aforementioned acts, the San Diego, California-spawned Crocodiles also draw on early-'60s and even late-'50s pop influences, as well as a healthy dose of psychedelia. Check out "Here Comes The Sky" for proof.
Speaking of killing, Summer Of Hate includes a song called "I Wanna Kill," which leaves me a bit conflicted. For the record, I'm not down with killing under most circumstances, but this J & M.C.-inspired tune might be the sweetest song about murderous urges ever recorded.
It's safe to say that Crocodiles made my little errand a lot more pleasant, so much so that when I returned home I kept the earbuds in while a polished off a sink full of dirty dishes. Good music makes the most mundane tasks more pleasant and the pleasant ones even sweeter. Crocodiles are that good. The album may be called Summer Of Hate, but I love it. And you? While you ponder that, take a look at this clip for "Neon Jesus," the band's debut single and bonus track on the iTunes version of Summer Of Hate.
- Summer Of Hate