Nurse, the screens!
New York's P.L.M.B. are the pioneers of what they describe as 'Grime Rock', and upon hearing the first song, 'Putra Juice', you get the idea as to what this genre may be like. It is a fusion of garage rock, with quick punk beats and glam vocals. The guitars are fuzzy, and the beats are punchy, whilst the vocals could well be described as undeniably unique, as well as a little like someone who has swum in a swimming pool of Jack Daniels who has Cat Scratch Fever and grabbed the first thing that came to hand, which was either fortunately, or unfortunately a microphone...
'Book Store' sounds a little like Pretty Boy Floyd after a good night on the razzle. It's a slow and gentle song with the fuzz-box guitars and some ear-splitting vocals. Next song 'Powmia' has more venom and punk rock attitude, and guitarist/vocalist, Buddy A screams out some fine lyrics, like "...Now I've said my peace fool! Let's move on..." he spits, whilst later on pointing out that, "...The platypus is a platypus // The powder puff is a powder puff // The animal is a animal // The cannibal is a fucking cannibal..." indeed, and you wonder whether reality is slowly slipping away...
The penultimate song, 'Don't Skate' is relatively long in its 3 minute duration, as the first three songs only just reached past the 2 minute mark, and the last song flirts around the 90 seconds! Aside from being sound parental advice, 'Don't Skate' is a nice slow plod of a song, as our ears are given a rest from the screeching vocals, as Buddy A shows us that he does have a lower vocal range, and although things are pulled up to the nail-and-blackboard-range once again, it comes together quite fittingly. The last song is acoustic and glides around the airwaves with creative lyrics that spout out poetic-orgasms from the mind of a mixed up person. This isn't a bad thing, it's a great form of expression, and one that I'm sure would also leave you feeling dirty and guilty...
I'd love to be able to tell you what P.L.M.B stands for, but I can't find that information anywhere. Maybe it's Please Let Me Breathe, which could be why Buddy's vocals appear to get higher all of the time; or perhaps Prey Long My Brother, as a request for us, the listener, to help rid the singer of his personal demons; or maybe it's Psycho's Like My Band- whatever it is P.L.M.B. are an original band who have that DIY feel that is more associated with original punk rock, and we may jest at Buddy's vocals (that's of course Buddy A, and not Drummer Buddy B) but they are no worse that Axl Roses' or many of the glam bands from the 80's, and with the fuzzy guitars and punk beats it comes together quite nicely.
So you may question your sanity, and you may want to up the medicine dosage, but whilst the nurse is out of ear shot, P.L.M.B. really aren't that bad...