Damage Pants

There's a lot of things you can say about Damage Pants. They are a two-piece. They're too loud. What you can't say is that they are pussies. Majestic and powerful yet resonant with the bleak realities of modern rock, their new drop comes on tasty 180 gram vinyl and is worth every cent...! - Misprint Magazine

DAMAGE PANTS - LP
Two-person band with drums and vocals and more bass than guitar. Damage Pants is bass-heavy yet minimal in a JESUS LIZARD sort of way, but with sung, understandable, non-aggressive vocals. The bass sound coming off this vinyl rocks! This might seem strange, but it does remind me of what you'd get if a two-person emo hardcore band played SHELLAC songs,. Not too mathy, but a little whiney. For example, a song about not being able to dance? And one about ATM machines? From Austin, TX, DAMAGE PANTS sounds a little like BIG BUSINESS crossed with SHELLAC, all with a touch of emo-hardcore. (MH)
- Maximum Rock N Roll

I saw Damage Pants last night at Trailer Space Records and GOD DAMN were they amazing. They sound like if you took early Queens of the Stone Age's rhythm section and gave them a bag of crack and a distorted bass guitar and said, "Here, smoke this, then play this LOUD." It's hard to believe two dudes can be that loud. -Ajay - Nites Blog

Duo gets a nice vinyl release for it's official debut. Totally rocking, this is one of the rare times when the recording actually does justice to the intensity of live performances ---End of an Ear - End of an Ear

Local duo Damage Pants may have come up with its name while drunk, but the trashy, thrashy drum/guitar exchange sure sounds good after four or five Lone Stars. --Audra Schroeder - Austin Chronicle

Prepare for your ears to be assaulted by the ferocious garage punk of Damage Pants. Luckily the Austin duo's sonic storm is much better than band name.
---Devil Has The Best Tuna (UK) - Devil Has The Best Tuna

Damage Pants LP - Austin has cornered the market on indie and bluesy music, but the harder genres often get shoved into obscurity because of lack of venue cooperation and fan-base. Hopefully these guys stick it out; they aren’t as refined as Drive Like Jehu and artists in the same vein, but for a first release, they’re promising great (drunken, stupid, loud) things.

- Skyscraper Stereophile

Speaking of the stonier side, the Damage Pants self-titled LP (on Bombay Cove Records) is heavy, but a little more up-tempo than your typical stoner dirge. Think of it as Sleep on 45, I guess, but however you wanna slice it, this one will get listened to... ---Wez Lundry - Thrasher Magazine

When two-pieces are interviewed, readers can always count on the “two people communicate better musically” excuse from the band, which can be read as “two people get paid more” or “it’s still a prop that audiences find entertaining.” And writers love to lean on the “it sounds like a full band” crutch, so one both parties get a back-scratching. Ever stop to think that “it sounds like a full band” because the duo is trying to cover up various weaknesses? Why is it that at some unimportant career juncture, pop/rock/garage-angled two-pieces feel as though they needed to release recordings with the overdubbed, multi-tracked density of Spiritualized or Mercury Rev, while the metal-angled duos behave SLIGHTLY better but still overcompensate into Melvins or stock four-piece crust/doom territory? Because they can’t make this record. When Death from Above 1979 got momentarily famous by dumbing-down godHeadsilo and C/Average for the masses, they were probably hoping to sound something like Damage Pants’ debut LP. They failed, but now the successful heir to the 90’s duo-thud, proto-indie-metal trailblazers is here, steadily blowing one mind at a time since the album was released all the way back in June. This band is great, so no Dubious Hype Machine was called in to attempt media saturation. The Termbo/HoZac/Goner Army overlooks or dismisses Damage Pants because they operate outside the acceptance boundaries dictated by some nebulous power, or perhaps it’s simply because neither one of these guys was in a shitty plural-noun band before forming the pinnacle of two-man rock-pummel superiority. This record is big and loud but never belies the two-piece instrumental engine at its core. Vocals are yelped or screamed or quivered yet the songs contain good instro-hooks that keep the affair from easy “noise-rock” classification. Not only is this record refreshing, it’s also comforting … everything’s not completely screwed. People can still make albums like this. - Doug Mosurock (Still Single/Dusted)

Not everyone will like the atonal clash of sound that follows in the wake of Damage Pants, and even fewer will like their universally-derided name, but this band’s self-titled LP reintroduces Austin to a hard sound that has been sorely lacking in the past few years. Aurally burning indie bands in their dreams, the sloppy, boisterous boys of Damage Pants have mastered the art of the musical Napoleon complex, and remain loud and cocksure despite the band’s size. - Austin Sound