Psychedelic Horseshit’s name and weirdo garage rock pedigree suggest a record that’s a wall of fuzzy noise, but Laced jumps all over the map. “Puff” is a mass of bleepy sine tones and launches into the industrial Skinny Puppy-like growl of “Time of Day.” The record strays into feedback-filled surf rock and then changes gears to something like “Another Side,” a harmonica-backed Dylan-like number. Inexplicably, bongos back most of the album. Laced takes the scrappy distortion of lo-fi noise punk and feeds it through a melange of pop music and electroacoustic influences, with broken synthesizers, groaning tape samples and scratchy microphones, creating something that’s more sonically interesting than all the other fuzzed-out records coming out.
This article appears in May 19-25, 2011.