It’s early in 2013, and I’m already overwhelmed by the quality of records that have come out—at least in the realm of the gross and weird music I prefer to subject myself to. My current favorite of the year thus far is without a doubt Spray Paint‘s self-titled debut LP on S.S. Records. The Austin trio plays jumpy noise-punk with a wonky, sketchy vibe and a country-fried drawl. From the beginning to the end of this record, it’s two dry, oddly tuned guitars locked in a nonstop battle for sonic space while a couple of dudes who both sound incredibly uncomfortable and paranoid chant in unison. At last year’s SXSW festival I saw Spray Paint play on a particularly beer-soaked afternoon in a 100-degree record store. The hazy, unpleasant Texan heat was the perfect backdrop for the band’s disenchanted anti-rock. They were one of my favorite acts of that entire trip, and I am overjoyed that their new record far surpassed my expectations. Today’s 12 O’Clock Track is “Yawn Factory,” the second song from the LP.