A FREE RECEPTION !

It's finally here. Coin Under Tongue's Reception is available for FREE download on a beautiful Bandcamp page designed David Dekeyser. If you click on the individual songs, you can read the lyrics to the songs while you are listening to them- HOLY DAMN! If you like what you hear, send a link to your friend and say, "Hey, check this band out. I mean, the shit is free, so fuck it, ya know?"

Death By Audio Radio Show

Our favorite bearded promoter is now spinning Death By Audio Records bands on his East Village Radio show. Listen to Edan Wilber on Tuesdays from 10 a.m. to noon for a heavy dose of ear-crushing mayhem. The best part is that many of the bands can be seen at an upcoming show at Death By Audio in the near future.

If you miss one of the broadcasts, you can always catch up on Edan's EVR Page. Sweet.

We think Julian Cope likes the new Coin Under Tongue album

This man (pictured above in the hat with his band) writes like drugs so it's a little hard to interpret until the next morning:

"Hey Kiddies, Brooklyn’s Coin Under Tongue are back with the magnificent opus RECEPTION, a fucking superb (and TOO BRIEF!) display of angular No Grunge by way of post post Post-Punk, through a hard rock filter, Methinks. Whatever it be, this record is one catchy bastardo. For RECEPTION resounds, nay, abounds with Ur-melodies and neo-riffage, crammed’n’rammed ingenious Futuretro guaranteed to re-fry listeners’ brainsacs. So while the title track dares to descend (almost) as low and as cumbersome as VINCEBUS ERUPTUM (though obviously nowhere near as ineptly), even Coin Under Tongue’s most gentle moments remain under the influence of a barely restrained sonic fury. Imagine Highway Robbery and De Presse as played by HOLY MOUNTAIN-period Sleep, or Harvey Milk-fronted by some W. Country yokel Kurdt Kobain. Well it’s not quite that but they ARE half-brothers. And we have the excellent Death By Audio Records (deathbyaudiorecords.blogspot.com) to thank for unleashing this compelling digital frisbee of 21st Century field holler, kiddies."