Shellshag is not too be missed! Don't take my word for it:
"Those hoping the band’s minimalist clatter recalls the soothing sounds of turtles mid-coitus may find solace only in its sludgy textures; everyone else can find stripped-down pleasure in the rest Shellshag’s sound, which is akin to a budget-priced My Bloody Valentine or a version of Sonic Youth that exists in a universe without cymbals." The AV Club
"Mark it down. This will be one of the best shows of the week. Brooklyn's Shellshag - one dude, Johnny Shell, and one lady, Jen Shag - have built a decade-plus career on underground, awesome-as-fuck sludgepunk." Weekly Volcano
"Brooklyn punkers Shellshag, with L.A.'s Signals, hits Spaceland. ... And it'll be a feast for the eyes and ears." LA Weekly
"Shellshag, a chomping garage duo whose latest album, Rumors in Disguise, is like a mixtape of the best of '90s underground rock compiled by your coolest friend from college. As much as their sound lovingly evokes '90s indie rock, there's just as much likelihood that Shellshag's own tunes will be as fondly recounted in decades to come." Willamette Week
"A skirling, swooping, fuzzy, cuddly guitar blanket fills out the sound and hints at a Pixies/Breeders influence. Rumors in Disguise opens with "1984," which brought me back, emotionally, to 1994. It could have been a Belly song. Shell sings with a tenor voice that has just a touch of plumy depth to it, and he enunciates with pleasurably expressive variability. Shag's voice is pitch perfect indie-rock chick: a little spray of gravel, no vibrato, a cool high chest voice. When they sing together, I'm in heaven." Missoula Independent
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