Written by: Dave Cantrell and Scott Hanavan

Not a mile from the dark sharp intensity of A Place To Bury Strangers, Chicago-based band White Hills prowl the murky, menacing borderlands between pulse-pounding post-punk and the type psych that triggers those nightmares wherein you’re running from an inchoate, existential threat that, by the time you rise back up into consciousness, ends up being the most thrilling ride you’ve had in living memory. In short, White Hills make the kind of noise that raises the hair on the back of your neck while simultaneously making you so damned excited to be alive you can hardly wait to hear them again. “No Will,” taken from the band’s forthcoming (late April/early May) Thrill Jockey-released album Walks For Motorists, exemplifies this tense dichotomy as well as anything they’ve done. Click the link, grab a hold of the edge of your seat, turn it up and let the mania take you.

(Feature photo by Jill at For the Love of Brooklyn)