Phoenix punks Manicdotes drop “Soros Ouroboros / I’m So Tired” like a brick through a window. Two songs, no buildup, no apology. Released via Street Pizza Records, this EP feels immediate and reactive, the kind of release that exists because it had to, not because it fit a plan.
“Soros Ouroboros” comes out twitchy and confrontational. The guitars cut sharp, the rhythm section barely gives you time to settle, and the vocals ride that nervous edge between sarcasm and irritation. There’s a wired energy to it, like the song is chasing its own tail on purpose, poking at modern paranoia and circular thinking without stopping to explain the joke. It feels chaotic, but controlled enough to stay sharp.
Then “I’m So Tired” hits, and the energy flips. Still fast, still punk, but emotionally worn down. This one feels drained rather than explosive. The delivery is blunt, almost numb, which gives the song its punch. It doesn’t dramatize burnout. It just states it. That honesty makes it hit harder than any shouted chorus.
What makes this EP work is the contrast. One track is jittery and confrontational, the other exhausted and fed up, yet both live comfortably in the same messy, sarcastic world. The production stays rough and unpolished, letting imperfections breathe. You can hear the room, the movement, the human side of it, and that’s exactly where Manicdotes thrive.
There’s no sense of trend-chasing here. No attempt to clean things up or soften the edges. Manicdotes sound like a band reacting to their environment in real time. Phoenix heat, irritation, humor, and fatigue all bleed through these two tracks.
“Soros Ouroboros / I’m So Tired” is short, tense, and full of personality. Two songs, two moods, zero pretending. Punk that feels human, sarcastic, and slightly unhinged, exactly as it should.
