A Track from 'Oceanus Procellarum'. https://soundcloud.com/doctor-guten-tag-records-1/drunk-elk-my-home-is-on-the-1

Drunk Elk tape 'Oceanus Procellarum'. Released through Doctor Guten Tag Records. Now Sold Out.

Coming soon in the vinyl format, released through Wormwood Grasshopper Records, should be out

around December. For further details, visit www.wormwoodgrasshopper.blogspot.com

Heres some kind words from Volcanic Tongue, about the Drunk Elk tape.

"Killer new limited cassette album from this form-defying Tasmanian avant garage trio: Drunk Elk marry the kind of crude psych/pop vision of New Zealand’s Scorched Earth Policy/Pin Group/This Kind Of Punishment with some supremely out melodic/rhythmic innovations that give the nod to The Shadow Ring, Kousokuya, Jim Shepard and The Shaggs. Oceanus... feels darker than the previous Under Neon Lights, working a similar magic to single chord solos and utterly wonked lead guitar as Mad Nanna but with a sense of apocalyptic urgency and fucked-up grandeur that is supremely dramatic. Think a folk-punk Jim Shepard drunk on the stars backed by a no-technique Josef K drilling two-note bass runs into the centre of your skull and you have the ultimate post-Velvets edge of the world navigation of the sound of lonesome nada. Stunning, still one of the best bands on the planet right now and very highly recommended."

David Keenan/Volcanic Tongue

Drunk Elk 12" Under Neon Lights.

Drunk Elk 12" Under Neon Lights. Can be purcahsed directly through our label. www.wormwoodgrasshopper.blogspot.com

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Heres a review by David Keenan (www.volcanictongue.com) 


"Much anticipated full length LP from VT faves Drunk Elk who come out of Hobart, Tasmania. The trio use vocals, organs, bass and guitars – no drums – to navigate the kind of beautiful edge-of-the-world tuneage of NZ/OZ faves like This Kind Of Punishment, The Garbage And The Flowers, Builders et al. Vocalist Dave Askew is as distinctive a stylist as Richard Youngs, Pip Proud or Alastair Galbraith while sounding like approximately none of them. Tracks vary from slow-motion organ-led heartbreak to crude DIY avant-folk in a way that is as staggering as anything by The Scrotum Poles but the overall atmosphere is of late 80s/early 90s underground moves cut with a time-lag/lost in translation vibe that is hard to put your finger on. Drunk Elk somehow combine earnest, sad, heart on your sleeve songwriting with a ton of avant smarts and a crude underground aesthetic that is just totally beguiling. Heart-stoppingly beautiful, peerlessly inventive to the point that you keep throwing names at em – Kiwi Animal?! – but none of em stick. Only wish we could’ve caught these guys live when we were in Tasmania ourselves. Edition of only 300 copies. Very highly recommended"