The Othermen sound like they should come from a 50s sci-fi series. Instead their new four track EP reveals a garage band par excellence. Frantic, raw, and visceral. Guitars cut to the bone, while the vocals could shred paint from the walls and the percussion pounds like a jackhammer migraine after a day and night of solid drinking. This is NYC cool with a capital … Continue reading Mad Mackerel Recommends… The Othermen