A stellar example of genius existing where you least expect it, or perhaps a totem of how interconnected the world is now that a fantastic, well-informed trio such as the NOTHING PEOPLE could burst forth from the farming town of Orland, CA, miles from pretty much nowhere except their own imaginations. Hate to cop straight from the singleâ€™s liner notes, but theyâ€™re compared to both DEBRIS and THE TWINKEYS, two excellent exemplars of making do in smaller metropolitan or rural locales, and thatâ€™s just spot-on. I donâ€™t know how old these gentlemen are but theyâ€™d have to be closing in on 50 to have such a killer & raw 1975-76 space punk sound this well-informed and â€“developed. Or maybe theyâ€™re in their twenties, and are what they call â€œnaturalsâ€- in which case this is only the opening salvo in what I hope will be a long career filled with riches for both performers and audience. â€œ4 Miles Highâ€, one of the four outstanding mind-erasers on this 7â€, sounds lifted straight from CHROMEâ€™s â€œHalf Machine Lip Movesâ€, and just sputters out & fades into nothingness like so many of that great recordâ€™s â€œsongsâ€. These guys are a true heir to everything MONOSHOCK were at their best, and then some. Iâ€™d call it the best record this year not by the WOODEN SHJIPS, and I implore you to purchase it while theyâ€™re still around.