Nothing Fits

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Tyvek (or, Tvyek, if you go along with their ultimate choice after a court ordered name-change) have pulled off the rather nifty trick of breeding the early, post-punk sturm und drang of England’s Wire with the snarl of garage fume-fueled, Detroit punk. Where their self-titled 2009 debut broke up the pace now and again with noodly interludes and Pere Ubu-esque art-skronk, <i>Nothing Fits</i> plows straight ahead into pure punk nirvana, burning through a dozen tracks with gusto. Opener “4312” is a tasty example of their Detroit/UK hybrid experiment: vocalist Kevin Boyer counts off “4312!” just like Colin Newman counted off “12XU!” at the beginning of that Wire song, with clanging guitar chords kicking in like a bull seeing red (as did Bruce Gilbert’s guitar on “12XU”). But suddenly, the Tyvek tune takes on a distinctly American vibe, and the guitars shift to a greasy, garage punk gallop and background vocals soar in a fist-pumping chorus. It’s a seamless blend of two hugely influential sounds in rock music. Spiced with thrilling vintage riffs (“Outer Limits”), feral savagery (“Future Junk,” “Blocks”), and hints at melodic sweetness (“Underwater 2”), <i>Nothing Fits</i> is a powerhouse.

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