Sports Bar are students, perhap scholars. Just flick on the Richmond, Va. quartet’s new six-song EP, Tyler Perry’s Sports Bar, and you’ll see what I mean. Twenty-seconds of spooky noise and all of the sudden you’re neck deep in more fun than you’ve had since your fifth birthday at good ol’ Chuck E. Cheese. “My friends are your friends/but your friends are bullshit!” the guys roar to infinity with such smiling sincerity that you simply can’t deny it. Returning from a year-long hiatus, which they presumably spent figuring out just how much exuberance can be packed like bagged M&M’s into one two-and-a-half-minute track, they’ve delivered a product that shimmers as much as it inspires bodies to shimmy. It’s milkshake-and-fries from the drive-thru garage rock, a perfect mix of sweet and salty that does more than just show us a good time. “Biscuits Too” is gonna be on heavy rotation for me, but there’s something to love in each and every track.
Exploring their back catalogue can be equally rewarding. They’ve eschewed massive walls of fuzz on their most recent work, but back in the day they used it with a certain discretion and poise that’s unbelievably rare amongst young noisemakers. See the flamethrower outro to “Anisa, Nah She Don’t Live Here No More.” And oh yeah, there’s the song names. Who couldn’t connect with the post-modern poetry that is “I Was Going to Shave My Beard, But I Took a Nap Instead”? The whole Tyler Perry’s Sports Bar EP is available on the group’s Bandcamp, name your price. Check it out if you’re having a bad day, or a good day, or really any kind of day at all. Satisfaction guaranteed, or I’ll give you your money back (Don’t quote me).