When Captain America was released from his iceberg prison, he was still under the impression that he was fighting the Axis Powers in World War 2. Sure he didn’t have any fancy technology or laser vision, but his heart and drive made him the go-to-guy when bad-guy arse needed kicking. A similar story is also true of San Diego’s Trumans Water, their clattering racket of lo-fi rock may well be from an era where a Peel Session meant more than twitter followers, but when a party needs rocking old-school-style they’ll be first on your speed dial.

O Zeta Zunis is (incredibly) their thirteenth studio album since 1991, their existence and noise-making prowess has somehow managed to stay below the radar, to a point where people naturally assumed they were no longer active.

The record is split into two halves, and whilst there is some bleeding between the two the “Zeta” side is more traditional lo-fi rock fare whereas the “Zunis” side wanders off into the desert to take hallucinogenics and draw patterns in the sand.

None of their original fire and intensity has waned over the years, their drive to intersect tune with noise at extreme velocity provides the key tracks throughout the album. And it’s in these “Zeta” moments that the album’s retro charms sparkle and shimmy for your listening pleasure. But when things go for “Zunis” like on the ‘Blasphemous Cordialantlers Ride!’ it feels like a step to far into psyche-for-psyche’s sake.

Considering there are fourteen tracks on the album a more cohesive garage rock opus could have been assembled with thrifty use of the scissors (or delete button) in the studio. But, when it’s good it’s very good and echoes back to simpler times when all there was to worry about was turning the C90 over at the right time when taping them off the radio.