New music guide The Neu Bulletin (Miya Folick, Refs, Luxury Death & more)

If we’re comparing Miya Folick’s latest song to pets (which we are, keep up), ‘Pet Body’ is like a leaping, tail-wagging puppy, jumping for joy at the mere sight of humans. “I’m just a chemical reaction!” yelps the LA musician, whose early recordings were a far cry from this fuzzy burst of puppy-like goodness.

Like Toro Y Moi sipping on cool aid while leaning on a synthesiser, the latest shuffling, glitchy track from Marquis Compressor is London producer’s finest moment so far. There’s a summer strut to ‘Emmylou Feverish’, the sound of a games console self-destructing and spitting out gold coins.

Not sure what’s going on in Green Gerry’s new video. Lots of shouting. Plenty of all-white suit action. The Los Angeles troubadour makes a pretty convincing preacher, but his unorthodox, skewed-system pop is an even bigger draw.

The new project from former Nai Harvest man Ben Thompson finds him linking up with his real-life bae for some dual-vocalled, skewed punk-pop. Yearning, high-gain screeches of guitar frame their back-and-forth, the whole thing harbouring the fresh-faced romanticism of a frolic in the park after eight cans of corner shop cider.

Introductions don’t usually come as hyperactive as Refs’ ‘Turn Around’. Like sipping fizzy drinks on a rollercoaster, there’s so much to stomach on this frazzled, fresh pop song. The Avalanches could spend decades refining a song like this - instead, Refs goes for the jugular without a moment’s hesitation.

Like an electrocuted Alvvays, there’s a vicious edge to Zuzu’s jangly guitar-pop. “You drive me crazy” she spits, atop a six-string bounce that sounds like it’s been sharpened to razor-wire extremity.

Aussie troupe Fan Girl are an unhinged, scuzz-first force. ’NoLita’ takes a while to get going, but once revved up, it packs metal-style shreds, head-spinning guitars and a dark, sludgy pit of noise.

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