BUTTER (2012)
Released by Serpents & Snakes Records

Rolling Stone: “Whatever it was about rap or Celtic crooning, the weirdness worked, as the wall of noise Butter delivers is a roughly 34-minute barrage of furious riffs and driving anthems that come together in a solid, straightforward body of sound.”
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VICE/Noisey: “You know Turbo Fruits. They’re everything you could ever want in a Nashville garage rock band. They’ve mastered the combination of surfy punk and indie pop, with no holds barred on originality. Their songs automatically get us pumped and wanna party. And we don’t feel bad about it ,because it’s just plain good American rock’n'roll.”
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Uncut: “a buzzy, beer-and-adrenaline set of (mostly) unabashed rock n’ roll (think Black Lips / Reigning Sound neighborhood)” 8/10

Pop Matters: “this is one of the most joyous rock n roll records that 2012 has had to offer. Butter not only betters their signature sound, it finally makes it sound concise. These are perfect half-drunk full-blown basement party songs. Pick it up and fall in love with rock n roll again.” 8/10
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FILTER Magazine: “Infectious and finely thrashed” 76%
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Consequence of Sound: “Whether pushing away from stereotypical tough guy lyrics or embracing the party at all costs, Turbo Fruits lock into a honed Tennessee garage rock groove, ready to play any house party that’ll have them and get anxious about the social interactions.” 3.5/5
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Paste Magazine: “the band’s casual charm and rough edges make the album a joy to listen to.” 6.8/10
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M Music & Musicians Magazine: “The Fruits are those rare purists whose commitment to formula validates the form. Rock ain’t dead, but it’s rarely this alive.”
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Brite Revolution: “a curiously strong and refreshingly dynamic effort that goes well above and beyond the pint-size bar fans of the garage rock revival have learned to expect. Not unlike a hot knife, Butter rips through stoner-fetish riff rock a la Blue Cheer on opener “Where the Stars Don’t Shine” and four songs later smooths into a sweetly-tempered power pop ballad called “Sweet Thang.” Produced by Spoon’s Jim Eno, Butter takes the foot off the gas from the flat-lining bluesy punk fury of their first two records, exploring quieter lows that inevitably bring about soaring highs.”
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Nashville Scene: “An all-killer offering of rip-roarin’ rock ‘n’ roll and ’60s throwback pop that not only makes the wait worth it, but shows the growing chemistry and evolution of the band’s laboriously honed chops on the road and in the shed.”
ARTICLE HERE

eMusic: Recommended Pick Of The Week
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HARLEY DOLLAR BILL$ [7" Single] (2012)
Released by Turbo Time Records

MTV Hive: “From the first word of the four-minute jam (“motorcycle,” of course) to its infectious “I’m going to ride away” chorus, it continues the lineage of two-wheeler odes like ‘Born to Be Wild’ and Billy Joel’s, uh, ‘Motorcycle Song.’”
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LOVE TENNESSEE [Split 7" w/ Bad Cop] (2012)
Released by Jeffery Drag Records

A.V. Club: “Listen to this cut on repeat and you’ll be on the first bus to Memphis.”
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Impose Magazine: “It’s so awesome that you don’t have to be Southerner to feel like you’re part of the movement.”
ARTICLE HERE

AOL Spinner: Song of the Day (7/11/12)
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Consequence of Sound: MP3s of the Week (July 1-7)
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SWEET THANG [7" Single] (2012)
Released by Turbo Time Records

SPIN Magazine: “It’s a lonesome heartbreak-rocker that could nicely slot between the festival-size anthems of the Walkmen and the garage-bound rambles of the Strange Boys on a pretty great sad-bastard mixtape.”
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American Songwriter Magazine: “Equal parts 1950s oldie and 21st century indie rocker, the song proves one thing: heartbreak can be one hell of a muse.”
ARTICLE HERE






KEEPIN’ ON [7" Single] (2010)
Released by Turbo Time Records

Nylon Magazine: “Keepin On’ is a Southern rock gem, filled with guitar riffs, garage-band overlay, and a inexplicably addictive chorus.”










WHERE THE STARS DON’T SHINE [7" Single] (2010)
Released by Turbo Time Records

American Songwriter Magazine: “Thick with pounding percussion like a giant balloon popping, and furious strumming, as if the guitar’s being strangled, this track thunders and blasts for three minutes, in classic rock ‘n roll fashion.”
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ECHO KID (2009)
Released by Fat Possum Records [North America] & Ark Recordings [Europe]

Uncut: “The missing link between The Monkeys and The Dead Kennedys” 4/5

NME: ‘Turbo Fruits have delivered a very tasty treat indeed’ 8/10

Q Magazine: ‘A gloriously daffy collection of primal rock n roll nuggets. Like the keg party in Repo Man thrown by the bastard children of the Strokes, this is the sound of teenagers refusing to grow up’ 4/5

The Guardian: ‘Brimming with even more pep than Be Your Own Pet. Like Creedence Clearwater Revival played at hardcore punk tempos. Absolutely terrific fun’ 4/5

Mojo: ‘Echo Kid successfully transports you back to an imagined summer spent chasing girls and riding in the back of cars’

Artrocker: ‘Young, dumb and ridiculously fun’ 4/5

NME (on the stereo): ‘This delightful garage-pop comes with the unmistakably sweet stench of misspent youth…’

Guadian (film & music playlist): ‘They really rather rule!’

Pitchfork: “Jonas Stein has refined his voice, sharpened his chops, and penned an album that can be loosely described as ‘suave.’”

Popmatters: “Mama’s Mad ‘Cos I Fried My Brain” is a bit of psych-pop genius.”

Nylon Magazine: “Expertly toggles between basement jams and drunken garage-rock anthems”

Vice: “Wilfully, heroically dumb, it remains the definitive sound of [...] the American dream.” 7/10

The Music Fix: “This is unpretentious rock’n'roll of the highest order.”

Dazed Digital: “The audio equivalent of a winter keg party hosted by Steve O, Echo Kid is a fun, brainless riot.”

Prefix: “Delivering exactly what you’d expect from a sometime member of one this generation’s best punk bands.”

Aversion: “Garage rock is what it is, and when The Turbo Fruits get their hands on it, it’s good stuff.”

Showburner: “It is a snotty slice of modern Americana, and it’s a joy. What a gem.”

Creative Loafing (Atlanta): “Be Your Own Pet ex-guitarist Jonas Stein has successfully extracted the fire-in-the-gut charge that made his former band great and retrofitted it with the sound of exuberance.”

Chicago Reader: “Stein’s songwriting is genius, packed with infectious vocal and guitar melodies. Turbo Fruits shove so many hooks down your gullet that they’ll probably win you over before you can even decide whether they’re too obnoxious to take seriously.”

OKGazette (Oklahoma City): “It’s infectious, convulsive fun infused with rock strut and wall-shaking attitude.”

NME 8/10 Review [UK]:
Number 6 in ‘What’s on NME’s Stereo’ (Nov. 4, 2009):
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MAMA’S MAD COS I FRIED MY BRAIN [Single] (2009)
Released by Fat Possum Records

Nashville Scene: “It’s one of those songs with hooks that are so infectious they seem to go by almost too quickly to properly revel in, compelling you to spin it over and over again…the tune strikes a perfect balance of the glam swagger and punk snottiness that are the band’s greatest influences–brilliantly codified by the lyric “mama’s mad ‘cos I fried my brain,” a lyric that is sure to win the hearts and minds of any 16-year-olds who are lucky enough to hear it.” 8.5/10









TURBO FRUITS (2007)
Released by Ecstatic Peace

Nashville Scene: “We’ve not seen anything quite like it in some time, maybe ever. Pretty damn phenomenal.”

Time Out New York: “Turbo Fruits’ effortlessly tuneful swagger reminds you in a flash that rock & roll is an either-you’ve got-it-or-you-don’t endeavor. This Nashville trio includes the guitarist and drummer from teen-punk sensations Be Your Own Pet but comes across as even more fun and raucous.”

Time Out London: “Recorded by the two older members (17 and 19 respectively) of Be Your Own Pet while others finished school, this smacks of a wasted youth guzzling six-packs and drunkenly aping garage rock legends Count Five, The Monks and The Seeds. Therefore it’s very good indeed. 4 stars ****”

Dazed & Confused: “Dwelling in the same booze-filled gutter of rock ’n’ roll as The Black Lips, this side project from Be Your Own Pet is noisy, out of tune and completely amazing. Sounding like vintage Stooges and Lies-era G ‘n’ R, the teenage duo revel in making dirty, turbo-charged songs about being young and out of control.”

Pitchfork: “These guys may be from Be Your Own Pet, and they might sound at times a little bit like their day job, but there’s one very important difference– Turbo Fruits are laid back. Some of this comes from the variety of topics the band sings about, including being stoned, getting stoned, not having the drugs one would use to get stoned and, naturally, Pop Tarts.”

NME: “Tenacious, canines-clamped-to-the-calves-style garage-punk clatter, “Volcano” especially, a standout murder-blues pranker, summoning the image of Nick Cave steering a dragster over the Bailey’s aisle of Thresher’s to get the good stuff. It’s callous, but seemingly, the less they care the better it gets.”

Plan B: “Two of the Be Your Own Pet boys create an instant goofy garage rock classic, reminiscent of the simplicity of oddball beat-group, The Monks. Grubbiness and effervescence… the joy of the performance is abundant…”

Dusted Magazine: “A fantastic debut”

Vice: “This one sounds like the guy from the Kings of Leon fronting the Blues Explosion. Except it’s actually the kid from Be Your Own Pet fronting his two mates. It still sounds lithe, limber and spiked with whiskey, two grams of blow and 12 Xanax. Is that up your alley enough?” 9/10

The London Paper: “The pair bash out their own good-time blend of Velvet White Underground Stripes with an added jangle of 60s optimism.”

Prefix Magazine: “Turbo Fruits’ aggression is every bit as potent as Be Your Own Pet’s”

XLR8R: “This Be Your Own Pet offshoot makes garage-rock the way it was meant–loose and bluesy, filled with lyrics about smoking dope, and by dudes under the age of 21. Just in time for summer, the sweaty foot stomping has begun.”

URB’s Next 1000: “Call them the cowboys of indie rock: the Turbo Fruits have that country swagger with that indie soul.”

The Fly: “Guitarist Jonas Stein and drummer John Eatherly rip out one frenzy-inducing tune before ploughing head first into the next.” **** 4 stars

Loud And Quiet: “These two will give Jack and Meg a run for the dirty-blues-tag-team-champions-of-Nashville title. The smart money, as this self-titled debut proves, is on the underdog yoofs… Be Your Own Pet’s debut wore its creators’ ages on its sleeve and was face-slappingly exciting for it. ‘Turbo Fruits’ has that youthful urgency but also a maturity that makes it far more than a side project or an after thought. It’s class!” 8/10

Wonkavision: “Jonas Stein may be single handedly reviving the true spirit of punk rock. The Be Your Own Pet guitarist takes over on vox for his spin-off band Turbo Fruits. It’s a frantic mess of Ramones punk rock with the playfulness of a kindergartner’s fingerpainted portraits. It’s disheveled, it’s chaos, but somehow it stays within its bounds. Turbo Fruits is a perfect summer blitz for the young, messy and fast.”

Artrocker: Jonas Stein and John Eatherly rock like the punk offspring of Jerry Lee Lewis and some nubile nymphet. “Volcano” evokes the zombie-yelpings of a young Nick Cave, backed by a ghostly troupe of manic dead fifties rockers. This is not the sound of two men of such youthful chronology, not by any means. It is – weirdly – the sound of men who’ve been rocking for decades, centuries, Zululand-bound. “Don’t try to tame me,” the boys sing, on “The Run Around.” Wouldn’t dream of it.

Delusions of Adequacy: “Influenced by the 70’s punk scene, Turbo Fruits combines cheekily defiant lyrics and a spunky attitude to make irresistibly cool punk rock with a sense of humor.”

Music For Robots: “Admittedly more indie than modern rock, they’ve got that loud pop thing going on. I love it…It’s really quite good, full of everything you want a rock record to be.”

Nashville Scene: “Turbo Fruits mine the punk rock spirit of the late ‘70s for their sound, a spastic mix of spunky MC5 giddy-up and glammy, feel-good guitar mayhem. Although the scenes they invoke were long dead before any of Turbo Fruits were even born, their frantic interpretations are irrepressibly fun, like a T. Rex record skipping. It’s hard to fathom a band with so much dope-smoking innuendo in their lexicon being as busy as they are, much less as fierce and, hell, lively as they sound on their recordings.”

Time Out New York: “What happens when a just-for-fun side project is kind of better than the musicians’ also-good main band? This record. For it, guitarist Jonas Stein and drummer John Eatherly of Nashville’s Be Your Own Pet hooked up with a bassist, identified as only Turbo Max, to tear off a ripping set of stoned-’70s garage rawk that, amazingly for kids born in the late ’80s, does justice to all their inspirations. Dig the thrillingly mindless “Volcano,” which answers the troubling question, “What do you call it when you get so stoned / You don’t even know how to believe?” with a simple, quivering, “Volcano.” Other things Turbo Fruits get right: dedicating a rollicking track to a “Devo Girl” and ending the scorching album with “The Ballad.” What they get wrong: not much, really.”

Sound The Siren: Turbo Fruits is a solid record from a side project that is nearly as good as the main project. Above anything else, the band’s music represents a youthfulness and fearlessness that not many bands can touch.”

Culture Bully: “Turbo Fruits energy is almost the equivalent to that of early ’90s Seattle acts, one that introduced punk to a new generation and brought excitement to the mainstream. ….phenomenal debut… ”

Uncut: “…an endearing teen punk manifesto..”

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