Austin, Texas. Four childhood friends – Ava, Ellie, Chloe, and Kate – decided that rage couldn’t stay locked in a bedroom. They turned it into Die Spitz, a fluid collective where instruments and voices are swapped with no hierarchy. That’s the core of Something To Consume, a debut reflecting on consumption as a collective fate: not only capitalism and politics, but also love, addiction, and devouring desire. Anger and fragility thus become two sides of the same coin, expressed with generational urgency – a new riot grrrl path.
The sound is granite-heavy yet leaves room for narcosis: melodies follow the guitars, as in noise rock tradition, and between riffs and feedback the band shifts from hard & heavy to shoegaze. Like many of their peers, Die Spitz look to the ’90s without closing themselves off to hybridization within a single track: shoegaze and pop punk (Pop Punk Anthem (Sorry for the Delay)), thrash and noise rock (Throw Yourself To The Sword), metallic grunge (American Porn), psych deserts (strange moon/selenophilia), hard rock and riot grrrl (Voir Dire).
Behind the desk, Will Yip (Turnstile, Mannequin Pussy) captures the band’s urgency well, keeping the sound genuine and direct. Where this attitude will take them remains to be seen.