Fashion or Fuck You

S Prcss: The Sun Provides Vitamin D: At the day job, I watch a ton of TV — eight screens, with at least three turned to the offspring of ESPN at all times — and I hear the Mitsubishi ad which licensed Air’s “Surfing on a Rocket” about 11 (!) times daily. It wouldn’t be generous to say that, eight out of those 11 times, I wish the song that those echoing chords was about to turn into was this one, by the Philadelphia now-duo S Prcss; this track, off their recent EP ‘Taste Like Daughter,” starts off like it’s going to be a gorgeous shoegazy meditation, but it turns into a menacing minor-key rager in a manner as sneaky and quick as a summer cloudburst that absolutely drenches all pedestrians within 75 blocks. S Prcss as a unit is paring itself down (when I interviewed them, 16 months or so ago, they were a trio in search of a bassist; for ‘Taste Like Daughter,’ they’ve stripped themselves down to a duo), but it makes their recorded output only that much more vital; they tumble and rumble the everyday tropes of rock and roll just long enough to ensure that brightly glittering gems come out. (Buy ‘Taste Like Daughter’ from My Pal God records.)

The Rogers Sisters: Freight Elevator: What this track does is, when you think about it, kind of amazing; It takes the ferocious vocals of Lynn Breedlove and weds them to pyrotechnic, spare rock and a straight-outta-Emily’s-Sassy-Lime countermelody. The forthcoming Rogers Sisters EP, ‘Three Fingers,’ has tons of moments like this; as someone whose nascent post-L.A. Guns tastes were weaned on the Kill Rock Stars comps, it’s really heartening (and shake-my-booty-on-the-E-train-exhilarating) to hear a band that distills the greatest moments of the early ’90s into such a potent, fiery cocktail. (Visit the Rogers Sisters’ official site.)