David Bowie ruined going to Berlin to record an album forever. Nobody is realistically going to top his Low/Heroes/Lodger triple whammy, but still bands flock to the German capital for its cheap rent and alt vibes. Crocodiles, the Cali nu-gaze favourites, also spent a month in East Berlin recording their third album, with presentable results. The quintet have kept the best elements from 2010’s ‘Sleep Forever’ (the krauty, druggy haze and the big choruses) and added a sense of joyous abandon to the mix. ‘Sunday (Psychic Conversation #9)’ has a huge, harmony-infused hook, and ‘Bubblegum Trash’ is dumb but fun noise-pop.

The saccharine ‘No Black Clouds for Dee Dee’, dedicated to singer Brendan Welchez’s wife (singer of the Dum Dum Girls), falls flat and ‘Hung Up On a Flower’ peters out quickly despite the latter-day Shins feel, but turn ‘Endless Flowers’ up loud enough and you’ll hardly notice.

By Matthias Scherer

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