Memo PST – Eternal Actors

This Los Angeles supergroup of sorts (members have previously played in Ex-Cult, Bad Sports, Shark Toys, OBN IIIs and Richard Rose, among others) has been around for a couple years already but i never quite got over the pervasive dad rock vibes (or at the very least a quite dad-ish, middle-of-the-road variety of garage punk) of their previous two records. That new one is a whole different kind of beast altogether though and what may come across as a bit half-hearted and undercooked on previous releases suddenly clicks into razor-sharp focus on this, their second LP via In The Red Records, firing off one catchy-as-fuck killer tune after another, presented in their most flattering light by way of an unrelentingly tight and explosive performance and a high-end, punchy production that only works to add sharp contours to their sound rather than watering it down or sanding off the edges (I’m looking your way, Hymns From The Hills). This is nothing less than a top-tier little time capsule of…