Friday, June 26, 2015
I am off on vacation in about two hours, so the posting here will go from a slow trickle to absolutely zero for the next week. I hope you all survive in my absence, and I'll see you on the other side.
Since I'll be gone, I do feel obligated to leave on a high note, and what higher note is there than Fugazi at the top of their game ripping through over an hour of water tight, fully loaded, high caliber Fugazi music? There isn't anything much higher, that's what.
If you own the Instrument video then you've seen some of this performance as it's featured there. For good reason...it rips.
So, for the next week, please enjoy this and we will reconvene soon. Unless I am taken to a watery grave in the mouth of a man-eating shark...which is entirely plausible, and my absolute worst nightmare. Pray for me.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
It should go without saying that a 7" released in 1982 on SST Records is going to be pure, unadulterated gold. Shouldn't even have to say it. But, maybe this one slipped through the cracks in the wake of Black Flag and Minutemen and Husker Du and everything, so maybe you missed it. Somehow.
It's basically DOA styled first wave US hardcore (and yes, I am aware that DOA are Canadian), with the beginning tinges of heavy metal creeping in. Metal like Motorhead, not Iron Maiden. The opening track "Hell's Getting Hotter" is an all time favorite of me personally, so I can only assume it's a favorite of you too.
Members were: Ron Cordy of Bitch, Kurt Markham of DC3, Merill Ward of SWA and the Nig Heist, and Jeff Dimick, who apparently had enough after Overkill.
Label: In At The Deep End
How are you feeling about that Refused reunion? What about the Planes Mistaken For Stars one? Cause that might have a bearing on how you will feel about hearing this record again. Or for the first time, I don't know.
There was a brief window of time when post-Refused hardcore bands were taking the vigor and venom of the genre and injecting both the Nation Of Ulysses-isms (even if they didn't realize that's what it was) that Refused had borrowed, and the Botch-isms of the start/stop noisecore world and layering a rock-n-roll swagger atop the whole mess (again, Refused had flirted with that as well). Cancer Bats was one of those bands. The Bronx did some of that. Every Time I Die evolved into something of that ilk. And Planes Mistaken For Stars morphed from scream basement hardcore into something along those lines (and predated Gallows by a good 5-6 years).
If you can handle it, it's fun. If the occasional chugga chugga turns you off, and that's ok if it does, then you might not go for it. I suppose it was just another milepost in the evolution of hardcore, so your predilection towards the genre will certainly make or break your desire to get into it.
Personally, I can dig it.
Monday, June 22, 2015
Label: self released
Lots of instrumental music lately, which is weird since I don't often listen to music sans vocals (the simpleton in me), but here we are again. This time a band from Boston who have taken some of the mathiness (not a word, but should be) of Don Cabellero, some of the swelling epicness (also not a word, but also should be) of Kinski, some of the subtleties of Explosions In The Sky, and mixed them into eight songs that easily can play as one long composition. There are moments of spaced out openness, and moments of dense, highly charged driving riffs, which ebb and flow together as good instrumental music of this ilk should.
Label: Shifty / Blind Date / Jonson Family
Two songs, one from each band, total length: 37.2 minutes. 'Nuff said?
Slow building dense heaviness from Hey Colossus, a band championed in these pages for their ability to rock out in myriad ways. Love them, love this jam.
Dot(.) come correct with the over saturated doom blow out that they do. Everything is distorted and drenched in a thick coating of grime. Hopefully you have no problems with that.
*originally posted 11.23.11, reposted 06.22.15
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Label: Escape Artist
Knotted, dense, instrumental metal and post rock combination. That's the short version.
Slightly longer version is, two guys from Icepick Revival hook up with another guy and proceed to write a complex strain of math-metal in the bowels of Louisiana, but with zero of the sludgy dirt of their southern kinfolk. Taking cues from gut punching metallic hardcore, post rock, math rock, and a dash of prog rock and you get weirdness that has elements of: American Heritage, Keelhaul, Pelican, Locrian, Cauldron, and The Fucking Champs. Big, sprawling songs that twist and turn and then twist and turn back onto themselves, and conceivably you, the listener.
If you like to get weird with a mechanical pencil, then by all means, get weird with this.
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Speaking of unheralded and unabashed...let's listen to Thug,ok?
The Bovine Records house band, they managed to sound heavier an uglier than almost anybody else at the time deploying thick bursts of feedback-soaked hatred. Everything about it was recorded in the red. Just gross. Thug also knew their way around a little grind and metal, which they sounded like a noise rock band flirting with powerviolence...which is fine by me.
Greenmachine was posted a couple months back on this very blog, and I believe I described them as "the Japanese Eyehategod", which, was pretty right-on. Sabbath riffs overdriven with venomous spite and rage...pretty much like Eyehategod. Not a thing the matter with that.
Can't express how much the Bovine label is missed.
Label: Three Little Girls
Previously posted some years back as part of a Mama Tick discography, but I was listening to the 7" and thought it deserved it's own day in the sun. Plus, that discography link has long since been deleted (the great Mediafire purge of 2011 [or whenever]).
Two songs, one of which is a cover of Motley Crue's 'Shout At The Devil'. But it's Mama Tick, and Mama Tick are one of those "best band you never heard of" kind of bands, up there with La Gritona, Craw, and probably a bunch of bands I never heard of. And now maybe this record isn't as monumentally punishing as their 'Horsedoctor' 7", but it's still a gloriously messy, noisy, raw slab of destructo-rock. It's a great, great 7".
Monday, June 15, 2015
Label: Man's Ruin
Another Man's Ruin lost relic. Two songs, one being a pretty faithful (albeit dirty and slightly punked out) version of the Deep Purple hit 'Highway Star', the other being a dirty and punked up original.
Not exactly rocket science, but a good time will be had.
If you like the more rocknroll side of the Man's Ruin roster then you'll be alright.
Friday, June 12, 2015
Ah yes, the "sellout" album. Like every card carrying member of the Church Of Tim Yohannon, I too was not willing to allow my heroes a chance at financial stability. So when Surgery decided to jump from Amphetamine Reptile to Atlantic Records...well, that just wouldn't do. It was an outrageous, treasonous act that surely marked the coming Apocalypse, and could not be tolerated. I called for an all-out boycott.
Until a copy of the album showed up at the radio station I was working in...
It wouldn't hurt to take it home and give it a covert listen under the cover of dark right? I mean, Steve Albini couldn't be everywhere at once could he? No one would be the wiser. And hey, it's not like I supported the corporate death machine by purchasing the record now did I (and no, the irony of it being posted here is not lost on me)?
So the bottom line...it sounded like Surgery 75% of the time, and sounded like 90's alternative rock the other 25%. I shelved it, and did not check back in on "Shimmer" for many years to come.
I am retarded.
This is a good record. Not great, but still really good. Surgery is a great band who had a knack for catchy songs that were heavy and dirty. This record is mostly that sound, in fact there's even a version of their classic jam "D-Nice" on here. I will say there are a couple songs that aren't too hot, but mostly, this is well worth your time. Especially if you ever liked Surgery in the first place.
So at the risk of losing your entry to the Maximum Rocknroll Old Folks Home, give this one a shot.
*Originally posted 03-10-09, re-up'd 03-16-13, reposted (for the last time) 06-12-15