CRAVATS, THE: Blurred: 7”

There once was a time, like most punk at one point, when anarcho punk bands didn’t follow a prescribed template. (Oddly enough, one of the worst offenders of insisting on a set sound, at least with regards to their label, were Crass, which I’ve always thought an odd position for a buncha anarchists to take, but I digress.) There were bands that were sonically and stylistically all over the map. The Cravats were one with a singular sound: decidedly “punk” but crammed with all sorts of oddness, from art rock to jazz to skronk and so on, delivered with a kind of tension that bands like Talking Heads could only daydream about. The two tracks on this latest are very much along the same lines they’ve always worked under, maybe a wee bit less tense, but just as blissfully odd and singular as ever. –Jimmy Alvarado (Overground, overgroundrecords.co.uk)