Song Of The Week: "Girls On The Fiddle" (Mutiny)

Like some other weeks in the past, last week turned out to be a tribute to female fronted bands (not to be confused with full frontal female...). We're past the point where we need to have a parade every time a woman does something, but we can't ignore the lopsidedness of the male to female ratio in punk/hardcore. Hell, most of the blogs to your right are run by menfolk; any lady visitors out there? Anyway, working with teenagers, I get annoyed when I see the young ladies slipping into the expected gender roles. I'm reassured, though, when I see women in hardcore and metal-- the hope being that it will encourage girls to pick up instruments and stop regarding such an activity as "unfeminine." Which brings us to tonight's rollicking number, "Girls On The Fiddle" by my favorite Irish folk-punk band from Australia, Mutiny. It's possibly my favorite song by them, from my favorite album, "Rum Rebellion." Mutiny is a mixed gender band, but it's the ladies who dominate on this one, completely tearing up the fiddle, vocals, and I believe the bass. Whether you like this little sub genre or think it's played out, I recommend giving Mutiny a chance. And if you dare compare them to Flogging Molly, I'll be forced to break this bottle of Jamison over yer head!


"Girls On The Fiddle"

Oasis Of The Shit

I love finding new favorite records. Just when you're getting jaded about music, you discover yet another overlooked, should-be classic, and it renews your once tireless search to unearth other such gems. This treasure hunt led me to the "Agitator" LP by Whipped (Outcast Records, 1995); I have to thank Brandon once again for supplying the map. The last post was a teaser for what Whipped would do two years later on this LP, which is a twisty adventure through the sardonic and impassioned hearts and minds of a small group of Seattle crusties. Expect no boring formulas, though; they're much faster than peace punk, sometimes nearing grind velocity, but don't expect brooding, metallic Nausea-crust either. They do throw in some awesome metal chugging, but it doesn't dominate the writing. And from song to song, you never know what to expect from the multi-faceted vocal attacks, except that there will be some snotty yelling and screaming at some point. What you can certainly expect over all is a powerful hardcore punk experience that will leave you asking where this band has been all your life!

Enjoy

We Need Our Wars

Many 'Mercans have the day off today to celebrate a holiday notorious for its imperialist origins. Really it has just become an excuse to feast and hang out with The Fam. So if you've got the day off, enjoy! And to cleanse the genocidal aspect of the day, I have a nice nugget of crust to offer. The second featured band this week was brought to my attention by Brandon. This dude was cool enough to send an e-mail requesting any rips I may have by Seattle's Whipped. I hadn't heard of them, but I figured if someone likes what they hear on this blog and goes out of his to e-mail me, this band must be great. My search led me to their split with Inhumane, an LP, and I almost got a 7", but that's gonna have to wait. Until I get the LP ripped properly, chew on this split! Whipped play crusty hardcore punk that totally kills. On this split they remind me of Dirt or Mankind?, although their sound expanded quite a bit on their LP. So on this little Martha Foker, you'll receive two snotty originals and an Aspirin Feast cover. These songs only hint at what these guys/gals would do on the full length, which I'll have up by this weekend. From what I understand, some members of Whipped continued the rock legacy in Whorehouse of Representatives.

If you like other heavy crust bands from the early nineties North West (Decrepit, etc.), Inhumane may tickle your fancy. They may not have been prolific or original, but crust is all about power, not forging the next fashionable sub-genre. Metallic, heavy, plenty of conviction, and a bass player with a motorized finger. Sounds good to me. The 7" was put out by Sabotage, Earth Records and came with a poster for each band. The cover design looks generic from a distance, but upon closer inspection it's actually pretty kick-ass.

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West Bay Chupacabras!

This blog may not get an excessive amount of visitors, but the ones who do stop by tend to be awesome individuals (or so it seems from here behind my desk). Two bands I hope to post this week were brought to my attention by a couple of these music-enthused passersby. The first band is Cathy Ames, who were recommended by Rygar (Ryan), who, incidentally, started a blog recently. He's a gifted wordsmith and posts bands that aren't the typical fare on all the crusty hardcore blogs. He's also looking for a job, so go over there and hook him up and leave lots of nice comments. But I digress. Ry mentioned the band when I was posting one of my favorite sub-sub-genres of music: dark and crusty hardcore with cackling banshee-ass vocals (often provided by a member of the fairer sex). Cathy Ames isn't quite that dark, but they certainly meet all the other qualifications. The three tracks herein shred pretty hard, and Fenny, the vocalist, belts out some real blood-curdlers. All searches for more CA releases have been fruitless. If you know anything else about this band, there are at least two people who would love to hear it.

Then we have Godstomper, who may not rival Agathocles for releasing split 7"s, but they hold their own pretty well. Being a bass and drum sludge/grind band, I am forced to throw in an annoying reference to MITB. If you prefer Lana Dagales, then, sure, go with that. Anyway, the six tracks on their side are heavy and raw. As a matter a fact, there's a noticeable rawness to the whole release, which was put out by Paul Barfo's (Godstomper) label, Cesspool Records. The "cover" is a two sided photocopy with no lyrics, and the recording is rough to say the least. But the music is what matters most, so see what you think...


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Song Of The Week: "Drink And Be Merry" (Amebix)

Yesterday I celebrated (suffered) another birthday. There are a rare few out there who still meet this annual aging rite with an unending, childlike enthusiasm, even after they've reached the big 3-o and beyond. I can't say I'm one of them, exactly. For me these days, the B-day is a pretty bitter-sweet affair, and for the Song Of The Week I've chosen a crusty ditty that's as emotionally ambivalent as I am about seeing another year pass. With "Drink And Be Merry," Amebix takes us on a guided tour through a stench-filled, post-nuclear planet Earth. A priest vomits blood, and the last survivors of the holocaust are cannibalizing the dead rotting carcasses that lay strewn about. And the point of this? Carpe diem, baby! Leave it up to The Amebix to take a potentially uplifting theme, and turn it into a total Dante-esque nightmare. Needless to say, I love Amebix, and I love this song. And yes, yesterday I drank (a bit too much) and was merry, but today we did not die. Shall we wait to see what tomorrow'll be like, or shall we crack open another bottle?

"Drink And Be Merry"

The Politics Of Dining

Here's another compilation that you probably won't download. There are some nice treats on this "You, Who Are Innocent..." 7", which was a benefit for Vegan Outreach and Farm Sanctuary. You got some metalcore (Upset, Morning Again), d-beat crust (Detestation), grind (Tho Ko Losi), and "powerviolence" (Capitalist Casualties). There's a ton of topical information in the booklet as well, if you still don't know how horrid the meat industry is.

Track List:
1. Upset- "Make An End"
2. Morning Again- "Martyr"
3. Detestation- "Consumed By Your Greed"
4. Tho Ko Losi- "The Laughing Christ (Live)"
5. Capitalist Casualties- "Reborn (Live)"

Here it is

When The Orcs Ruled Arizona

I've spent the last week ripping through (correcting) about 150 essays written by 8th graders. Persuasive essays. The only thing they've persuaded me to do is to put my fuckin' head through a wall! Luckily I have grindcore as my safer and more preferred method of therapy. Since a couple of you out there expressed the desire to see Uruk-Hai's 7" posted here, and since I please to aim, I'm finally ready to deliver the goods. Some recent posts have seen this blog slowly descending the Arizona family tree of nineties hardcore bands, and today we arrive at the roots. Before there was Tho Ko Losi, Wellington, and Suicide Nation, Uruk-Hai recorded the "Give Up On God" 7" (Fetus Records, 1994?) which I believe to be their only non-demo release (I'm only assuming they did a demo at some point). The band spews out nonsense-free grindcore that's more raw and straight-forward than Tho Ko Losi. The mathematics of this release may sheds some light on the brutality: 10 tracks on a 7"; 3 vocalist, plus the other 4 musicians all provide some vocals as well (and none of them are named Mike!). Yes, their name comes from The Lord Of The Rings, but Orcs are badass and the band existed long before the films came out, so it's okay.

Click here if you've given up on God

The Ejaculation Of Serpents

I was reluctant to post the Hard To Swallow LP "Protected By The Ejaculation of Serpents" because I assumed the tracks were on their Armageddon Records CD. Luckily commenter XyosefX set me straight; I'm not too into CDs, otherwise I would have known that it only collects early EP tracks and such. So here it is... eleven blows of brute-force nihilism from one of the more underrated UK bands of last decade. By the time of this LP's release, H2S had beefed up their bass and guitar density and sickened their vocal style to become an almost full-fledged grindcore band. Those hardcore nerves are constantly exposed, though, and if you can imagine the burliness of Citizens Arrest, mingling with the cold, forlornness of Counterblast, and garnished with the dissonance of Discordance Axis, you may have an inkling as to the enigmatic yield reaped by these brits.

Household Name Records was wise enough to remaster these ragers for that anvil-around-your-neck heaviness. The LP still appears in their webstore, so maybe they have some copies left (doubtful, as it was released in 1999 in a pressing of 1000?!). If you're in the UK, hit 'em up!

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Song Of The Week: "Fallout Of Our Being" (Nausea)

Whenever I post a compilation, I can always expect half as many downloads as usual. I guess I can understand that... wanting something more cohesive, etc. But I've discovered many of my favorite bands through comps... Nausea being the third Song Of The Week band for which this is true.

My introduction to Nausea was also my first glimpse at the stench filled bog we now call crust. "New York City Hardcore: The Way It Is" is admittedly an odd place for such a how-do-you-do. "Fallout Of Our Being" was nestled among a brigade of sportswear-clad straight-edgers and right-wing pseudo-skinheads. But in the late eighties/early nineties, I was (unfortunately) only acquainted with this New York scene, and a few other bands I love to this day, like Bad Brains and Agnostic Front. I remember seeing Nausea in AF's thank you lists, and that sparked the detective in me. Finding this comp got me a little closer, but upon interrogation, the clerk who sold it to me could direct me no further. The Nausea case would have to be left open for a time.

It would be years later when I'd finally discover that crusty beacon of light, Profane Existence, and Nausea's treasured gift to hardcore, "Extinction." Having now heard their discography numerous times, I can't necessarily say that "Fallout" is my favorite Nausea track. But its stomping d-beat power and bleak lyrics belted out so urgently and gruffly by Niel, knocked something into my head (or out of it).

So it was through Nausea that I would get to know the classic UK crust and political punk bands. Now, looking back, Nausea seems like the Noah Webster of this genre, establishing the American crust lexicon, while still paying respectful homage to their forebears. Whether you agree with their politics or not, it's hard not to recognize Nausea's place in the hardcore cannon, and I personally can't help but regard them as one of the all time greatest bands of the genre.


"Fallout Of Our Being"

Destitute Populations/Diseased Minds

Censored Opinions/Dwelling On Time


Are people really blind
or just absent of their minds
A continuous pattern towards
the fallout of our very being.

And when at war
Soldiers kill soldiers
It's man killing mankind
I ask you why, why must
life go to so much waste?

To The Holy Land Of Grind!

Who would've known that Quebec City in the early nineties was such the bastion of brutal crust/grindcore? I guess the easy answer would be the Quebecois themselves. I remember reading enthusiastic descriptions in DIY 'zines of Immoral Squad, Human Greed, Shitfit, and Global Holocaust, and, well, they're all here on the "Quebec Crusade For Auditive Savagery Proliferation" 7" comp (Doomsday Machine Records, 1994). So what's the crusade exactly? Besides steam-rolling your face with crude and ferocious tunes, the comp also tried to serve as a rendezvous point of anti-globalization solidarity for Canadian crust-types. For the most part, all the bands stay on topic lyrically, and musically the standouts are mentioned above, but I would add Drift, whose track is ten times more devastating than I remember them being in the past. Eight angry bands; nine angry songs. Fight The Power.

Get it (and don't forget to D/L the Immoral Squad 7" down below)

Immoral Squad 7"

Some bands have that knack for conjuring immensely powerful ends from meager means. Discharge and Drop Dead come to mind, and are two prime reference points for describing the scant but unforgettable output of Quebec's Immoral Squad. It's all been done before and will be done again, but some bands just have that... power. Immoral Squad played simple and straight forward crustcore (before it was fashionable to do so), but with some added speed (not quite blast beats... more like the tempo of Siege or Luzifers Mob). So what sets them apart from the hordes? Power! I know it's abstract, but damn if these guys didn't have a ton of it, mainly due to a bulldozing guitar sound comparable to early Uranus (with whom they shared a split) or any of the bands mentioned above. And I can't leave here without mentioning the howling and crooning vocals... a virile mix of Discharge, early Boston hardcore, Ripcord, etc. This is hardcore at its most visceral and unrepentant; don't ponder too much, just...

Dive in!

This Is Helsinki, Not Boston

You listen to entirely too much hardcore and grindcore (and other genres ending in -core). As a result, I shall be forced every now and again to give you a little injection of melody to break up all the screaming and yelling. So drop your pants; it won't hurt a bit. As a matter of fact, I think you'll like today's prescription: the War Of Words 12". These Finns (don't confuse them with the Bostonian band of the same name) did time in Diaspora and Life's A Riot, and will definitely appeal to you if you're partial to bands like Imperial Leather, La Fraction, Happy Bastards, and Signal Lost. Weaving in and out of the mid-paced punk explosions, you'll find soaring bass lines that give the tracks a "California" feel; but the first thing you'll notice I think will be the vocals. The young lady vocalist is especially noteworthy, alternating between slightly harsh shouting, and downright lilting melodies. There are a few somewhat saccharine choruses, but the greatness of the rest of the material counters that nicely.

If you own a turntable, have some extra cash, and find that you like this record, please help out either Crimes Against Humanity Records or Puke 'n Vomit Distro. I think these two outlets have some of the last copies of this disk in North America (only 500 were pressed). CAH Records is struggling to survive, so head over there NOW and throw some scrilla his way (there's even a sale going on). Download blogs get a lot of shit for taking away revenues from labels, but I'd like to believe we actually help their sales. Prove me right.



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Song Of The Week: "Inspiration" (Crimpshrine)

It was 1993, and Jawbreaker were about to play this outdoor gig at a kid's amusement park. The only thing more intriguing than this were the scummy punks with Crimpshrine patches on their tattered jackets. Who is this Crimpshrine? Such a strange and cryptic name; such a crude and inornate logo... I had to find out. Weeks later I would, and my outlook on life would never quite be the same again.

So, yes, Crimpshrine was a punk band. But for me, it isn't as plain and simple as that. They were a small group of people, who rebelled against the rebels. In a time when it was fashionable to say "Fuck you, I don't care," Crimpshrine had the balls to say "Fuck you, I do care." The concrete spires were rising up around their native Berkeley, enshrouding their world in a cold, cynical malaise; but these naive guerrillas somehow found the unction to breathe warmth and hope back into the ruins of all that used to be meaningful. Hiding and thriving in the dark crags of their fallen home, they were hellbent on teaching us how to be human again.

I would go on to listen to "Duct Tape Soup" more times than any other album. The band's power, artful simplicity, and sincerity can never quite be matched. When I find myself entering into that cold, cynical place, I look to Crimpshrine. Of the 30 or so songs I was tempted to choose for tonight's post, it was "Inspiration" that seemed to sum up what this band means to me. It appeared originally as the last track on the "Quit Talkin' Claude" 7", then (fittingly) the last track on the "The Sound Of A New World Being Born" collection. All the suffering and deliverance this band conveyed throughout their life is contained in this little song, from the bluesed-out lead-up, to the fiery punk crescendo. I can only hope that this band inspires you half as much as they do me.

"Inspiration"

Negativity's too enchanting
Cuz the world seems so depressing
But I know it can't always be that way
I get caught up in my situation
But I know my life's just begun
We all need...

Inspiration

And the thought of a hundred million smiles
And a hundred million buildings burning to the ground
From a hundred million miles away, I can hear the sound
Of a hundred million burning definitions
And a hundred million dead restrictions
And a hundred million minds set free
From the chains put there a generation before

I can see the world falling to it's knees
Screaming "Please someone help me"
Now I can see, we've destroyed ourselves with certainty
And this machine will crumble and fade
To a hundred million miles away
Where there's someone just like me
Thinking everything will be OK

From a hundred million miles I can see a man
And I know he understands
Saying your chains are your own
It's your mirror, so smash it.

Boredom & Bullshit

Compilations don't get much download attention, but you'll just have to trust me on this one. Unlike a lot of comps, "The Boredom & The Bullshit" (Refusenik Records, 1996?) is nonstop entertainment from start to finish. Just about everything great about the nineties DIY situation is represented here both in the music, as well as the physical product. There are great, pissed off bands all of whose styles move away from the typical eighties mode, a homemade cover, a huge booklet, and less than desirable production values. The final say is in the music, and like I said, all 10 bands deliver. Every segments of that "scene" is represented, from the unheard of (Marker), to the overlooked (Manfat), to the infamous (One By One, Voorhees, etc.). An outstanding compilation!

Bands & Tracks:

1. Kitchener- "Prefabricated"
2. One By One- "Alternative To What?"
3. Pigpile- "Happiness Is Fools Gold In A World Of No Emotion"
4. Marker- "Time To Burn: Do What You Want"
5. Manfat- "Wound"
6. State Of Filth- "Take It Back"
7. Headache- "Hate"
8. Voorhees- "What I'd Do"
9. Stalingrad- "Human Byproduct"
10. Nerves- "Caught Out Again"

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Hard To Swallow Manfat

Here's some more Hard To Swallow hardcore, this time partnering up with Manfat. HTS's Sabbath/sludge influence is a little more upfront this time, but ultimately it's still fast and excellent hardcore! It's no surprise that HTS members have/had connections to Iron Monkey, Voorhees, and Electric Wizard. As for their split-mates, Manfat play really tight metallic, DC influenced hardcore/post-hardcore. Bri (Doom) handles the "lungs" on these two rock assaults, but don't expect traditional crust. The guitar picking is outstanding; the energy is unstoppable! If you haven't already, don't forget to pick up Manfat's first 7" at 7 inch crust.

Get the split HERE.

Up Next: some more nineties UK sweetness!

Praise The Lord And Pass The Ammunition

It's time for some more under appreciated hardcore, this time from the mid-nineties UK: the Hard To Swallow/Underclass split 7" (Days Of Fury Records, 1996). Hard To Swallow fit in perfectly with much of the music on this blog. At the core, they play fastcore not unlike their contemporaries, Voorhees, but with more modern discord and some bluesy, sludgy bass riffs thrown in for poops and grins. The vocals fall more on the screamy side, but not to an annoying extent. Three suspenseful tracks that will lay you flat! If you like these guys, stop by here tomorrow and/or go to Armageddon Records (Drop Dead members) to pick up their discography CD. The screaming continues on side B with Underclass who more or less follow the Bob Tilton/Ebullition framework. There's a refreshing absence of pretentiousness, though, and for the most part they pull off nicely that chaotic, syncopated mayhem that ruled the nineties.

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Fruit Salad Youth

Busy, busy. This week seems never-ending, and this daylight savings shit isn't helping! I've got a four-day weekend coming up, so hopefully I can set aside some time to rip some good stuff for next week. Meantime, here's a split 7" of some more Terminal Youth ripping it up with fellow Mass-holes, Fruit Salad. A few of you out there apparently dug the rip-roaring Terminal Youth 12", and on this platter you get more of the same speedy goodness (minus a significant amount of fidelity in the recording). Among other things, the lyrics deal with the patriotic hoopla surrounding the "War On Terror" ("Don't Step In The Nationalism") and the undeniable suckiness of marketing sensation, AFI ("SOA Not AFI"). As before, these gents ain't fuckin' around!

Fruit Salad don't appear to be the next "queercore" darlings as their name might suggest, but rather the next band in a growing line of grinders with decidedly anti-macho names. Cool by me! There's also a surprising humorlessness in the lyrics, which deal with their staunch support for direct action as well as their life-long devotion to being punks. The shoddy production works well with their gritty punk/grind, except for maybe the drums (sounds like he's banging on some kind of atonal vibraphone instead of a snare). Unlike Terminal Youth, Fruit Salad are still a band and have just released a 7" on Teenage Disco Bloodbath. Support 'em if you've got the cash.

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I'll have a pic here of the lyrics as soon as I have time to take pictures in actual daylight.

Pushing The Shred Meter To Eleven

The reasons why you should want to download this Terminal Youth 12": 1) You like fast as hell hardcore. 2) You like your fast as hell hardcore played tight as fuck. 3) Bands like Shank, Tear It Up, Under Pressure, Infest, Hellnation, The Neighbors, Capitalist Casualties and Voorhees stiffen certain parts of your anatomy.

The reasons why you might not download this 12": You've never heard of Terminal Youth. 2) Their name strikes you as kind of generic.

You decide. But I have to say, if there was a measuring device for pure shredness, this twelver would register pretty friggin' high.

Get it HERE (320 kbps... I think only around 500 were pressed by To Live A Lie, De Rok, and Give Praise Records).

Song Of The Week: "A Light So Dim" (Perth Express)

I'm long overdue in posting a new song, so this week we have the final, dirgy swan-song from Perth Express's recent (final?) full length, "Harrow And Wealdstone." Usually, that long, introspective-slow-song-at-the-end-of-the-album, really translates to that indulgent-as-hell-musical-sedative. Such is not the case with "A Light So Dim." This track plods along at a foot-weary pace, is repetitive, and almost reaches 11 minutes in length... But somehow this adds up to an amazing aural journey! The Express pull it off with heavy, haunting guitars, and raspy vocals, brimming with a frustration, gently tinged with hope. It's bleak as all get-out, but there's a sense that even after the song's end, that dim light at the end of the tunnel flickers on, undying.

Perth Express are one of my recent favorite bands, combining the heaviness and clean production of early His Hero Is Gone with the frenetic, mathematical precision of Coalesce (etc.). I find myself listening to their first LP more often than "Harrow," but both are phenomenal. Tempo-wise, this isn't the best example of their sound, but if you're new to the Express and are feeling adventurous, prepare yourself for 11 of the more crushing minutes of your recent life.

"A Light So Dim"

Emotions In An Aggressive Way

My two ongoing searches for more Systral and anything fronted by Tati (Lost World, etc.) have happily converged in the discovery of the above comp. As you can tell from the cover, "Agressions In An Emotional Way" (Daydream Records, 1995?) is an assemblage of modern German hardcore bands. Like much of the "hardcore" of the nineties, the term is a loose one. In one way or another, though, all the bands on this 7" are enjoyable and/or awesome. Come for the Day By Day and Systral-- stay for The Better Tooth Organization and Spit Acid.

Track List:
1. Day By Day- "Beautiful World"
2. Grey- "Genocide"
3. Spit Acid- "No Lifes"
4. Better Tooth Organization- "Right On"
5. Systral- "Eiszeit"
6. Peace Of Mind- "Machine"


Emotions, aggressions, better teeth...

Christ 4 Prez

Since we're on the topic of evil seminal metallic hardcore of the mid nineties Arizona, I've finally gotten around to posting the Tho Ko Losi 7" (thanks to Lloyd who inadvertently put the fire under my ass!). Prepare yourself for five rugged tracks of pathologically anti-Christian grindcore from this pre-Suicide Nation outfit. Bonus points are due for the blasphemous The Simpsons soundbite. After you get used to the production, I think this should be adequately brutal for you...

Total war!

For When Life Is A Toilet...

Mike was interested in seeing some Wellington posted here; more than happy to oblige! The only reason I hadn't done so already was the possibility that their discography CD may still be in print, so this may be one of those limited-time-only downloads. So who the fludge was Wellington, you ask? Yeah, they were a little overlooked during their time, but not for any good reason. Historically, they were the primordial slurry that would one day ossify into Unruh. But let's get back to the topic at hand: Wellington played scathing sludge metal that could only be produced by the clinically depressed. Their guitar sound had all the subtlety of a rusty, runaway saw blade, the power of which seemed to disguise the fact that they were merely a trio. The longer tracks make good use of space at certain points, allowing the bass to come forward and lull us before the next attack. This tactic does wonders to enhance the power of the heavy parts, but those chilling, quiet junctures really add a compelling demension to the writing. Perfect music to stalk by, but if you're on any kind of medication, I wouldn't recommend listening to it all at once.

As I said, Deep Six supposedly has copies of the Discography left (?) as does Ebullition Records (if you've got 100 ducats to spring for an order). It's totally worth it. The layout is nice, but unfortunately the script is a bit small and I don't have a working scanner. I went ahead and included pics of the LP ("Thank You Jesus") and the split with Noothgrush to compensate. I may have to remove the link soon so...

download if you like Rorschach, Dystopia, 13, Graves At Sea, Noothgrush, Unruh, Enewetak...

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Song Of The Week: "Corners" (Assück)

I think we can all agree that Assück destroyed! Faced with the impossible task of choosing one song of theirs to post, I erred on the side of sentimentality. "Corners," the version that appears on the No Idea comp, "Big Pants Waste Precious Fabric," was the first track I ever heard from these Florida sages of political (and "personal") grind. I was going through an anti-metal/grindcore phase (I guess it was a pro-Ebullition/Gravity phase), but my pretentious prejudice stood little chance against Assück's immense power. The clincher was definitely the lyrics. I wasn't about to tolerate (at that time) any silly occult/evil/gore-suffused nonsense, and the lyrics to "Corners" struck me as incredibly sincere. Later, the leftist diatribes on "Anticapital" would continue to win me to the band's side forever, inflaming the idealist in me, and pulling me out of the musical rut into which I had fallen. I still remember seeing them play and only being able to recognize "Corners"-- it being the only song of theirs I was familiar enough with (the indistinguishable blur of noise coming out of the amps was also a factor). So, yeah, everything they did was great, but for me this is where it started. We needn't get into a debate about which of their albums was the better; both are essential and luckily still available. Hail Assück!

"Corners"

Time does nothing but work against me.
I wake alone and walk alone between the walls
that insecurity has built around me.
Forced into circuits, into circles, into cycles.
I find all my refuge in corners.
It's the only place where things meet.

Old, weird show flyer:

The Lesser Of Two...

Is anyone else sick of hearing about the US presidential election? I thought so. Flip a coin when you turn on the radio-- will it be about the economic "catastrophe," or the election (catastrophe)? At least one of those topics of constant verbal diarrhea will expire soon...

Lesser Of Two's name just seemed appropriate for this time of the year, and since they also produced some baffling and insane hardcore/metal/crust (and I know you're lovin' the cover art!)... here's their self-titled LP on Malarie Records (2000). It seems increasingly hard to find any band presence on the web, so I'm assuming their material is out of print(?). According to the myspace of some members' current band, Embers, you can still obtain most of LOT's recordings through them. However, their official website lists nothing in the way of LOT merch. I don't know, I figure this band isn't really out to make money, but if anyone has a problem with me posting this just send an e-mail. So the music... Lesser Of Two played a manic style of crusty hardcore that sometimes treaded in psychedelic and/or doomy waters. The writing is unpredictable and the playing is tight as hell! The chaotic feel is only superficial, because these gentlemen and lady knew exactly what they were doing. No comparisons will quite do the trick, but ABC Diablo, Skaven, and early Burst (vocals) are the ones that come to mind. Check it out, and also check out Embers who are great as well (and hit them up for LOT CDs and whatnot).

Lesser Of Two

Sapporo City Hardcore Vol. 2

Slang is yet another Japanese band whose die hard spirit inspires the heck out of me. 2008 marks their 20th anniversary as a band, and in celebration they've released a slew of recordings, including the three 7"s posted here, and a new LP, "The Immortal Sin." The three EPs-- "Ill Peace Hymn," "Rain In August," and "Amid The Raw Pain," were released in one-time pressings of 500 by three of the more well respected labels in Japanese hardcore (MCR Company, Blood Sucker, and H:G Fact Records respectively). Each beautifully represents the newer Slang spin on traditional Japanese hardcore, which is also what you can expect from the LP. Fans of Gauze and Death Side won't be disappointed, but if you loved the NYHC influence of "Skilled Rhythm Kills," the new Slang may take some getting used to. After a while though, there will be no denying that this band can do no wrong.
Three of the tracks can be found on "The Immortal Sin," but the b-sides, I believe, are only available on these little gems. Themes deal with the usual topics of war and the destruction caused by imperial aggression, with an extra emphasis on "Rain In August" toward the H-bombing of Hiroshima. Powerful stuff, and if you don't believe it, check out the powerhouse over there in the singingbox. And of course, don't forget to visit Hardcore Holocaust distro to fill up on Slang tunes.

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Song(s) Of The Week: Leatherface Mix

Two things sparked this post: 1) I fuckin' LOVE Leatherface! 2) I finally saw Leatherface live this summer and while I was having a religious experience of it, a large majority of the crowd (what I like to call the hair-style-of-the-week crew) was sitting OUTSIDE during the band's set (!), probably waiting for the flavor-of-the-week band that was to come on after. Since the late eighties, the UK's Leatherface have consistently (more or less) written some of the most driving, powerful, beautiful, sad, joyous punk in the history of that musical style. Although they have legions of reverent fans worldwide, my encounter with the pathetic enclave mentioned above leads me to believe there are a few unanointed, could-be Leatherface fans out there. For better or worse, the band influenced a ton and a half indie rock-via-punk bands like The Sainte Catherines and Hot Water Music, but I have yet to hear a band of this style as heart-breakingly powerful.

Seeing that it's impossible to choose only one Leatherface song, I've put together a mix of 10 favorites. That was still a hard task, so I limited myself to one track from each album, and a couple of singles selections. As usual, if you like what you hear, go to BYO Records and order some of the band's fine work. Their early LP, "Mush," is unanimously considered their opus, but you can't go wrong with any of their releases (especially "Fill You Boots," "Horsebox," "Cherry Knowle," and their split with Hot Water Music).

Link has been removed. Go to BYO or the Leatherface myspace.

Tracks:

1. "Dead Industrial Atmosphere"
2. "Sour Grapes"
3. "Here Comes The Judge"
4. "Deep Green Beautiful Levelling"
5. "Patrick Kills Me"
6. "Animal Day"
7. "Books"
8. "Dreaming"
9. "Hops and Barley"
10. "Hoodlum"

The New Normal

I've been listening to some Damad, Karst, and Institute lately, but the Kylesa stuff had been sitting dormant in my collection for quite some time. It's time for a little revisit. I started with an earlier release, back when they were at their heaviest-- their split with Memento Mori (Hyperrealist, 2002). Darn it, I still like Kylesa! "The New Normal" certainly lays waste to their newer material in the heaviosity department, although their last two albums excel in diversity of song writing. I'm busting out their first LP next...

Commenter Aboynamedstew reminded me of the awesomeness of Memento Mori a while back. This thrash-metal-hardcore band featured Michelle of Scrotum Grinder "fame" and were quite a force (albeit a short-lived one). MM start things off with an interesting and off-kilter instrumental acoustic track, and then rip you apart with a thrasher called "Dirt Roads And Howls Of Wolves." Damad's evilness comes to mind, as does the speed and further evil of Sacrilege (UK). A bit more bass in the mix would have really increased this band's menace, but they do fine with what they have.

These rips came out nice and loud, so...

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... which is Spanish for "The Guapo"

Apparently, the El Guapo Comp was a real pain in the ass to assemble and release, and well, it was only slightly easier to rip it! Regardless of these ripping complications (read more below), I felt that this comp was such a classic (for me at least) that I simply must post it. Being an early 625 "Productions" release, the conclusion seems foregone that several, if not all the post-Plutocracy bands will be represented (Spazz, No Less...). The line-up in general is...
intimidating! Many of the who's who of mid-nineties "powerviolence" are in attendance, at varying levels of quality. I've spun this thing so many times since its release, a note on the sound quality may be in order.

Disclaimers: First of all, according to Hirax Max, pressing number one had shitty mastering (my copy-- pressing number one). Second, I was not always as near-retentive as I am now regarding my records. This one has been a casualty of neglect and it shows in the fuzz and crackle; not to mention the giant scratch which makes the first three tracks a little hard to listen to, and which led me to delete one between-song audio sample (many apologies). For the most part, though, this is one hell of a noisy comp, and sound quality isn't a huge factor. The final issue is the track tagging. The band SBC supposedly has five tracks, but it wasn't clear how they are divided. I decided just to combine them into one giant track. With regard to No Less's track, I had to guess at the title. And finally, for the track that appears between Pisspoor's and Ansojuan's, I just assumed (perhaps wrongly) that it was an unlisted Pisspoor track and tagged it as such. There's always a glimmer of hope that someone out there is more astute than me at this (comments are more than welcome).

So here it is... around 40 headache-inducers conveniently assembled for your listening joy/agony/hilarity.


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¡Libérame!

I'm on this whole compilation kick, so I hope you'll bear with me...
"Libérame" is the second comp posted on this blog that features a song each by Los Crudos and Huasipungo (yay!). And, like the last one, it's aim is to pass on information, as well as rock. This time the theme is the injustices perpetuated at the US-Mexico border (well, mainly). There's a small 'zine's worth of information and contact addresses, as well as the expected DIY art/design that makes releases like this even more meaningful. The line up is pretty impressive as you can see, consisting mainly of raw political punk/hardcore. Give it a spin if you think it might suit your fancy.

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Song Of The Week: "This City"

The Red Dons, and their former persona, The Observers, are responsible for releasing some of my favorite punk rock jams of recent memory. I could listen, toe-tap, and sing along all day to their bitter-sweetness; it's youthful, yet world-weary; old-school, yet strangely very modern. It seems so simple, yet it's anything but. The contradictions abound, but The Red Dons are a paradox, in that by the end of their album, it all makes sense.

I love this LP so much, I really could do the roulette thing and choose just about any song. Instead, I chose "This City," mainly for its content, although it's every bit as brilliant and catchy as the rest of the tracks. There might be a few of you out there like me who have outgrown your home town, or who are simply captivated by the allure of the open road. This one's for you. There will be other songs of the week, but for the next 8 months, this will be my mantra.

Sing it with me...

"This City"

There's nothing for me
In this city
What a waste of time
Nothing works out at all
Nothing works out at all

Well the road it greets me
Oh so warmly
Though I'm here now
You know I can't stay long
I'm just a wanderer's
Searching for my home

Because there's nothing for me
In this city
What a waste of time
'Cause nothing works out at all
Nothing works out at all

Just this morning
The sun was shining
On a place where I've never been
So packed my bags
And hit the road again
You know it's not that close
But it's not too far
For a wanderous child
For a vagabond

You see there's nothing for me
In this city
What a waste of time
Nothing works out at all
Nothing works out at all
Nothing works out at all

A Little Gender Bender

Depending on the way you experienced the nineties, this compilation represents either everything significant, or everything that sucked about that decade. "This Inheritance Must Be Refused" showcases a wide assortment of bands, artists, and writers of yester-decade who had something to say about gender politics. I have a soft spot for this era, and as whiny and "PC" as some lyrics and zines were, I find myself marveling at the experimentation that went on, as well as the almost obsessive DIY effort that went into many releases. That mania is ever-apparent on this one-sided 12" both musically and in the layout and content of the booklet (see scans uploaded below). As far as the bands go, this comp is worth the download simply because there's a One By One track on it, but Citizen Fish fans and Spitboy completists have a reason to get excited too! (The spoken-style vocals on Spitboy's track are a little unnerving, but I guess that's the point?!). An interesting, if inconsistent listen, and a quintessential artifact of a fast-fleeting moment in our history.

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Tracks:

1. The Ex- "Stupid Competitions"

2. Paxton Quiggly- "Breaking Free"

3. Spitboy- "Dysfunction II"

4. One By One- "Male Voice Choir"

5. Citizen Fish- "First Impressions"

6. Spork- "Held"

7. Dogfight- "Gender Bender"

End Ageism Now

Based on the Song of the Week responses, this Nux Vomica 7", "The Uninspired," (Firestarter/Torture Garden Records, 2005) seemed so very appropriate. NV are based in my future home, Portland, but members have origins in Baltimore bands such as Wake Up On Fire. If you haven't heard this band, it's time to end the deprivation! In avoiding the term "neo-crust," I'll just say that they play an amazing mix of metal and crusty hardcore with epic and unpredictable songwriting, and frequent meanderings into darkly emotive and melodic territories. Theme-wise, the tracks touch on the way our culture discounts the opinion of the younger folks, extreme disaffection and its constructive possibilities, and the inconsistency between the words and actions of bands that preach revolution. Nux Vomica is easily one the more exciting bands in the American crust arena; their LP is great, their split with Kakistocracy is great, this 7".... great! They also recently released a split 12" with Wake Up On Fire which I assume is really great too! "The Uninspired" appears to be sold out almost everywhere, so hopefully the band doesn't mind that we...

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Sun-Blackened Metal

It seems almost too often that a reviewer will describe a band as "metal played by hardcore kids," but I think it's appropriate with Suicide Nation. The metal in question here would be mainly of the black variety. Suicide Nation comes from the land of saguaros and cookie-cutter tract homes as far as the eye can see: Arizona-- the same steaming, earthen cauldron that birthed Absinthe, Unruh, Structure of Lies, etc. Posted here is their raw and devastating first LP released around 1998 on King of the Monsters Records. There's a bit of an older black metal feel, combined with some emotional nineties hardcore dissonance, and finished off with a beautiful acoustic instrumental epic. Although a bit hard on the ears at times, this one's a ripper!

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Song Of The Week: "The List"

This post is dedicated to the over-30 punks, hardcore "kids," metalheads, and fuck-ups out there. Filth's "The List" is a spiteful rant about an imaginary roster of the many who drop out of punk as soon as they "grow up." It's also a fuckin' great song! But I imagine, nowadays, another list-- one that perhaps you are on. Maybe you're in your 30's or 40's and although you have a 9-to-5 and belong to the PTA, your idea of a good time is drinking beers with a friend while blasting Jerrys Kids. Maybe you still receive the stink-eye from yuppie-types in the grocery store; or you blend in but secretly want to dump Miracle Whip all over their heads. Or maybe you make "plans" to go see your favorite bands when they come to town, but don't, fearing you may be the oldest one in attendance. Whatever your situation, I'd like to believe there's a thousands-strong list of our names, who are still in this...

The List

Splitter Split

As the little blurb on the cover explains, the From The Ashes/Splitter split 7" is "1o tracks of devastating grindcore brutality!" While this is accurate, was it really necessary to print it on the cover?! Not a sticker, but the actual cover!? I think only 500 were pressed, and I don't think these bands really need such hype to sell their records. Rant over, on to the music... I discovered Splitter on the Lo-Res Viscera blog a while back, and immediately connected. They play intense modern grind like their fellow Swedes, Nasum, and completely shred at it! The four tracks included here are masterful examples of this style, and the fact that they were recorded live in the studio is even more impressive! Under different circumstances, I would be enthused about their fellow countrymen From The Ashes, but Splitter just wins me over big time. FTA play with less dissonance, but still nail their own bitter brand of grind six times over. The recording may be a factor in why these tracks have less of an impact, because the riffs at times are pretty solid. There's just something missing. A good band though, and they certainly round out this "devastating" slab of "brutality."

Devastating brutality!!!!!

The Pimp Of Satan

The second Gob-related noise installment for this week is this classic Satan's Pimp Records comp, "Accidental Death Through Misadventure & Mayhem" (Vol 2). In the S'sP tradition, we're treated to six tracks by six heavy and whacked-out noise rock bands. At high volumes, this comp can be endlessly entertaining! Even if you don't enjoy this genre, at least download it for the intermittent chuckles you'll get by having the name Jackwacker listed on your i-pod (if you have one).

Tracks:

1. Pachinko- "Sideshow"
2. Gob- "Tough Cookie"
3. Jackwacker- "Thighmaster"
4. Exit- "Oxidize"
5. Designer- "Pissing In My Bed"
6. Bhang Dextro- "L.T.A.T.W."

Experience the misadventure HERE

Adolescent Girls Engaging In Heavy Petting

Did you really think I'd go too long without a Gob post? Really, though, this split EP with fellow Reno-ites, Loadstar, is of interest only for the true Gob fans. As a very early outing, the band hadn't yet discovered its musical inner demon, and their lack of edge and aggression is all too noticeable. The saturation of feedback and such is in plain earshot, but it only begins to foreshadow the behemoth they would unleash on their later splits and LP. I wish I could say that Loadstar add something extraordinary to this platter. They play a quirky, guitarless form of rock with semi-spoken vocals and a trumpet. Interesting, but not remarkable. This pee-pee colored EP came with a bunch of wacky DIY style inserts which I've scanned for your amusement. File this one under Gob completism.

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Song Of The Week: "Sore For Days"

I could have chosen any track from Gasp's opus, "Drome Triler of Puzzle Zoo People," for this week's song, but I decided to go with the track by which I first came to know this twisted ensemble. "Sore For Days" is the title track to Gasp's demo, but I first heard it on the "Cry Now, Cry Later Vol. 4" 2 x 7" comp. I always eagerly anticipated its thick opening feedback and creepy opening voice sample more so than the onslaught of any other track on that comp. This is saying a lot considering Gasp shared it with the likes of Spazz, Crudos, Halfman, Noothgrush, Charles Bronson, and Detestation. It also, along with Noothgrush's track ("Gage"), afforded me my first hit of eye/mind-opening sludge (prior to that, my musical repertoire ranged from fast to really fast). So what you get this week is Gasp in its more primitive form. The structure is a little more predictable than their later tracks, but the bone-rattling discord and hair-erecting coldness is ever-present, not to mention the suffocating power. Gasp fucked up my musical world permanently, and I can't thank them enough for it.

You can probably find this comp in its entirety on several blogs, as well as Gasp's singles collection "An Earwig's Guide to Travelling."

"Sore For Days"

"Sore For Days" (Ripped from the demo for that "authentic" cassette experience-- thanks to whomever I downloaded this from!)

Like A Bow-Staff Through The Head

Bands from Norway tend to rock hard, and in this respect, Kort Prosess is extremely Norwegian! The 7" depicted above is perhaps their heaviest and most unrelenting release (Heart First Records, 1994?). The thick metal guitars, the pounding drums, the low guttural vocals... this is some powerful hardcore! To break things up, the band throws in some great semi-melodic picking and so forth, but not quite as much as on their other efforts. I can't recommend enough this EP, nor anything else Kort Prosess ever released (check out their other 7" here and their double 7" here).

Bow-Staff penetration point