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Shortcuts by Shortcuts

Sometimes all you need is a guitar and drum machine to put together a good song. You don't need to add anything else if you've got these basic elements covered.

This self-titled EP is four spritely, bright tracks out of Durham, North Carolina. Shortcuts is mainly composed of guitar and drum machine, but sounds fleshed out. "Golden River Eyes" hits hardest out of the whole record. The singer's upper register, just short of a yell, strikes this nice tone. The kinda thick and honey-coated vocals sound like no one else, the true mark of a genuine band.

Songs like these take a sound songwriting craft and some good chops, all aided by the warmth of a hollow body guitar. No shortcuts involved in making this upbeat, poppy brand of rock. Released 5/28/19, listen below.

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