OVLOV, Tru (Exploding In Sound Records; LPEIS080C3, Europe 2026 Reissue, Red Ripple Vinyl) LP NEW/NEW - PRE-ORDER
OVLOV, Tru (Exploding In Sound Records; LPEIS080C3, Europe 2026 Reissue, Red Ripple Vinyl) LP NEW/NEW - PRE-ORDER
LP - NEW/NEW - OVLOV, Tru (Exploding In Sound Records; LPEIS080C3, Europe 2026 Reissue, Red Ripple Vinyl) - 9406858C *** In Stock In Our Crouch End Shop ***RELEASE DATE: 24/07/2026 - PRE-ORDER - This title is available for pre-order and will be sent out to arrive on the release date, which may be subject to change.
Compared to its 2013 predecessor, Am, TRU is less late-â80s Dino Jr., more early-â90s Sebadoh: While Ovlov are still as wonderfully wooly ever, theyâre unleashing the noise in more purposeful, sculpted spurts and displaying a greater willingness to let their melodies sparkle through the clouds of distortion. Tuneful, feedback-slathered surges like âHalf Way Fineâ and âSprightâ feel as comfortable as a beaten-up pair of Chuck Taylors, introducing dramatic dynamic shifts and savvy melodic change-ups to keep you on your toes. You may not always be able to make out Hartlettâs lyrics amid the cyclonic fuzz, but the despondence and disillusionment in his voice always cut through loud and clear. And when he canât quite find the right words, he and fellow guitarist Morgan Luzzi unleash that simmering angst through nonverbal means, like the roiling guitar tsunami that brings the hazy-headed âBaby Alligatorâ to a cataclysmic close. -Stuart Berman, Pitchfork.comÂ
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LP - NEW/NEW - OVLOV, Tru (Exploding In Sound Records; LPEIS080C3, Europe 2026 Reissue, Red Ripple Vinyl) - 9406858C *** In Stock In Our Crouch End Shop ***RELEASE DATE: 24/07/2026 - PRE-ORDER - This title is available for pre-order and will be sent out to arrive on the release date, which may be subject to change.
Compared to its 2013 predecessor, Am, TRU is less late-â80s Dino Jr., more early-â90s Sebadoh: While Ovlov are still as wonderfully wooly ever, theyâre unleashing the noise in more purposeful, sculpted spurts and displaying a greater willingness to let their melodies sparkle through the clouds of distortion. Tuneful, feedback-slathered surges like âHalf Way Fineâ and âSprightâ feel as comfortable as a beaten-up pair of Chuck Taylors, introducing dramatic dynamic shifts and savvy melodic change-ups to keep you on your toes. You may not always be able to make out Hartlettâs lyrics amid the cyclonic fuzz, but the despondence and disillusionment in his voice always cut through loud and clear. And when he canât quite find the right words, he and fellow guitarist Morgan Luzzi unleash that simmering angst through nonverbal means, like the roiling guitar tsunami that brings the hazy-headed âBaby Alligatorâ to a cataclysmic close. -Stuart Berman, Pitchfork.comÂ












