Ricer / Press

“Local threesome Ricer has entered the realm of the world wide wide web with a brand new site. It's still a work in progress, but there's a link to a song called "If Only" from their recently released #2's CD. It's a cool and jagged little number that reminds me of a more seminal era of underground rock that was brewing in the early '90s, before Kurt Cobain shook hands with David Geffen, and before the "G" word got famous.”

“Here’s what I know about Ricer: They’re a three-piece. They’re from Atlanta. And they have a record out called #2s that you can pick up on Amazon. Other than that, I only know this song. This nasty, snarling little beast of a song won’t leave me alone. The more I ignore it, the more it keeps spitting in my face. I didn’t think much of it at first—there’s an almost amateurish quality to the recording that threw me off. But that raw, disheveled sound is just part of the trio’s brash, brass-knuckled charm. If you’ve ever doubted the power of loud, abrasive guitars and a snotty, don’t-give-a-fuck attitude, crank this bad bitch up and let it smack you around a bit. You can thank me later.”