The Buttertones are among some of the most underrated artists in recent history, proof of that being their now chock full discography. Their raw, unrefined personas shone through in both their self-titled and their appeal towards more cinematic tracks appeared in their sophomore album American Brunch, with “Lemonade” and “Baby Doll” containing electrifying instrumentals and mellow tones behind every corner. Their newest album Gravedigging – released late last month – somehow perfectly combines their gritty, hard-as-nails aesthetic with a dose of love sickness, all wrapped in a half surf rock, half gangster paradise. “Matador” has the quintet firing all all the pistons in their still wonderfully rusted engine, using that crude, unrefined oil that is their quirk to their advantage. It’s dangerous and ruthless at times, and yet incredibly appealing.
photo by Sheva Kafai