Erasermen - Erasermen

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Review by Alberto Consoli

Erasermen’s Self-Titled Debut: A Sonic Punch to the Face Alright, buckle up. This isn’t your grandma’s record review. Erasermen’s self-titled album from 2001 is an Italian freakshow of noise, art rock, and new wave that feels like someone threw a blender at your ears—and you like it. Released under Aua Records, this chaotic gem is equal parts abrasive, experimental, and oddly addictive. If you’re into music that doesn’t give a damn about fitting in, this one’s for you. The whole thing revolves around one track—“Goodbye Dear Tits”—in four versions. Yeah, FOUR. At first glance, it sounds lazy, like they ran out of ideas, but nah, man. Each version slaps harder than the last. The Summertime Remix? Absolute fire. It’s got this weird beachy vibe mixed with crunchy distortion, as if Brian Eno got drunk on Campari and decided to ruin summer vibes forever. You’ll either love it or want to smash your stereo. No in-between. Then there’s the Floating-In-Hyperspace Version. Jesus Christ, where do I even start? This one feels like being lost in space while listening to Joy Division through broken headphones. It’s cold, disorienting, and kinda beautiful in its own messed-up way. Every time I hear those echoing synths, I feel like my brain’s melting into goo. And honestly? That’s what makes it stick. It’s not just another song—it’s an experience. Like getting punched by David Bowie’s ghost. Look, let’s not sugarcoat it: this ain’t for everyone. Some people will call it pretentious garbage, and sure, maybe they’ve got a point. But fuck ‘em. There’s something raw and gutsy about how Erasermen throws all these genres into a blender and dares you to drink it. Rock? Electronic? Avant-garde nonsense? They don’t care. They just go for it, full throttle, no brakes. Here’s the kicker though—the demo version almost ruins the magic. Almost. It’s rougher, messier, like catching them rehearsing in some sweaty basement. But hey, sometimes imperfection hits harder than polish ever could. By the time you hit the album version, you realize… damn, these guys knew exactly what they were doing. Or maybe they didn’t. Either way, it works. So yeah, “Erasermen” is wild, unhinged, and totally unforgettable. Listening to it feels like stepping into a parallel universe where Kraftwerk meets Suicide and punches Throbbing Gristle in the face. Is it genius? Is it madness? Who cares! What matters is that it sticks with you long after the needle lifts off the vinyl. Final thought: If aliens ever invade Earth and ask us to explain human creativity, I’m handing them this album. Then running away. Because, well, who knows what happens next?

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Filename: erasermen-erasermen.zip
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Tracks

TrackDurationPreview
Goodbye Dear Tits (Demo Version)
Goodbye Dear Tits (Floating-In-Hyperspace Version)
Goodbye Dear Tits (Summertime Remix)
Goodbye Dear Tits (Album Version)

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Catalog Numbers

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Labels

Aua Records

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Formats

  • CD
  • Single
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About Erasermen

Italian alternative rock experimental band from the province of Firenze.

Members

  • Max Tesi
  • Devy Piccini
  • Mat Sani

Interesting fact about Album

Here’s a fun fact: The album *Erasermen* by the Italian band Erasermen is basically a deep dive into one track—“Goodbye Dear Tits.” The 2001 release features four versions of the same song, each with its own twist. You’ve got a summery remix, a spacey “Floating-In-Hyperspace” take, a raw demo, and the original album version. It’s like they took one idea and exploded it into a mix of rock, electronic, and avant-garde madness. Definitely not your typical music release!