Led by vets of Black Lips and Golden Triangle, K-Holes are, as you might expect from that lineage, a scuzzy and mean garage-rock band. But especially on last year's Dismania, their songs come lit by piss, vinegar and a flood of psychedelic substances, with wild tones splashed all over these vitriolic romps. If you like your Nuggets washed ashore by No Wave, K-Holes offer delightful menace. —Grayson Currin