Band: Direct Hit
Label: Fat Wreck Chords
Another year, another batch of songs from Direct Hit about how there is no god. But also how there is one, and it’s drugs. Or something like that. The band really stretched themselves on this album while somehow also sticking to their time-tested approach, and the result is a truly great record. I am quite happy with my involvement in the art/layout/packaging of it all, even down to the matte paper stock we used on everything. It’s just a satisfying thing to hold in your hands. Nobody really ever talks about that. Sure, they’ll ask if you’ve heard the new DH album but, man, have you felt it? Hmm. Maybe I need to cut back on the gods.
Widely available on black vinyl and CD (neither pictured). The deluxe vinyl edition (pictured) looks the same from the outside but includes transparent red/green split colored vinyl and a custom-printed slipmat for your turntable. When you drop that record on the slipmat, the colors of the vinyl interact with the colors of the printed felt to reveal Heaven- or Hell-themed imagery, depending on how you’ve placed it. It rules. There was also a double-deluxe edition that included 4 comic books by illustrator Walker DuBois.