human sexual response - fig. 15

label: eat records
released: 1992

once upon a time there was a band called human sexual response.
and now that's something you know.
share it around the water cooler while at work.
i'm pretty sure that no one will mind.
no one pays attention to you at work anyway.
you're only there to provide forms of sustenance to whomever has been taking your brown bag out of the refrigerator in the break room.
yes.
the one clearly mark with your name on it in big black letters written in permanent marker.
but it's not permanent.
is it?
not to you.
it doesn't matter how much work you put into making that sandwich and then sliding it into a clear plastic bag.
it doesn't matter.
but do you know what does matter?
human sexual response.
and not you know that they existed at one time.
you're welcome.
human sexual response,ladies and gentlemen.

you want to know more?
of course you do.
you seem the curious type.

they were what was considered a "new wave" band.
they were from boston.
they were together for 5 years.
1977-1982.
drummer malcolm travis later went on to play with the band sugar.
guitarist rich gilbert played with frank black and the catholics
as for the other folks: i'm sure that they're out there accomplishing something.
apparently the band is set to reform and play at the house of blues in boston this coming november 3rd.

a suggestion: maybe before putting your lunch into the refrigerator at work perhaps you could try urinating on it. and if that doesn't seem to bring anything to a stop....

get that person's phone number and give it to me.
it's for a friend.
i'll see you around the orifice.

DL

faith no more - digging the grave

label: slash records
released: 1995

you've been sniffing around these parts long enough to know about some faith no more.
and i'm not talking about those parts.
quit staring.

what i'm presenting to you here is with a special version of the DIGGING A GRAVE single.
there's 2 discs.
and somewhere in here the band covers both the bee gees and the brothers four.
intrigued?
as you should be.
so get on it.
not that.
and quit staring.

DL

beck - loser

label: DGC
released: 1994

it's beck.
if you're here and don't know beck what are you doing here?
did you get lost on the way to the bathroom?
yes.
i realize that's a little embarrasing.
i've been there.
one time i went to go and search for the bathroom and came to on the floor of some motel room at some random motel out near the interstate.
have you ever been surrounded by folks dressed in animal costumes?
so it's just me then?
weren't we talking about beck?
yes.
beck.
he wasn't one of the animal costumes.
well.
i'm assuming anyway.
though that fox in the corner.....

what we have here is the song "loser" and some "previously unreleased" materials.
you know about some "unreleased materials",yeah?
yeah you do.
just look at you.
p-u-b-e-r-t-y.
what?
you don't know what that is?
and to think.
i was under the impression that i was dealing with an adult.
you wearing clothes in the middle of the day is very misleading.
i don't like being mislead.
like this one time......
hey.
where you going?
you're not going to find puberty down that alley.
maybe you will.
maaaaaaan.
i have found some stuff in an alley.
let me tell you.
hey.
HEY!
it's not safe to run down an alley!
haven't you seen the movies?
kids nowadays.
sheeeeeeeeeeesh.


DL

Test Meat - Demo/EP

Label: self released
Year: 2017

Alright, stop. Collaborate and listen. Darryl Shepard of Milligram (and Roadsaw, and Slapshot, and Blackwolfgoat) is back with a brand new invention.
Brand new in vintage, but familiarly worn in warm, fuzzy, low end grunge. More Tad than their namesake Nirvana, this one also pulls from Milligram's old bag of 2x4-to-the-gut tricks and pulls you through a hazy groove that keeps all included melodies rumbling from underneath a wash of heavy buzz. The spirit of Reproductive Records is alive!
The band also includes Aarne Victorine from UXO (and Whitey) on bass.

DL

Karp - Suplex

Label: K
Year: 1995

This was posted years ago on this blog and subsequently disappeared slightly less years ago from this blog.
So here it is again. In all it's glory. A classic of Melvins worship that equals and/or surpasses Melvins at times in their sludgy thud damage (with a side of wink and nod). Not that they were a one trick pony, but to ignore the similarities would be disingenuous. Their Pacific Northwest DNA was inevitable, but they also got weird the same way some of their friends on the Wantage USA label did (Early Humans, Last Of The Juanitas, Vaz), with ample doses of warped noise rock pulse and dirt rock skuzz. It's a near perfect marriage of all the good things about terrible music. Loud and relentless and strange and fun.
I love this record so much, that if it were legal, I would make her mine in a Biblical sense (by having sexual intercourse with it).

DL

Fugazi - Live - Washington DC - 08.26.99

Label: bootleg
Year: 1999

An abbreviated (due to meteorological constraints) hometown Fort Reno set, showcasing Fugazi as they continued their transition into what would be their final studio album, arguably away from the post hardcore groove of the first couple of albums, or the frenzied feedback workouts of the mid-period albums, and into a graceful maturation. Not to imply there was ever any immaturity to the band at any juncture of their creative arc.
I, as a fan, was admittedly losing some interest in Fugazi by this point, and seeing them less and less live when they would come through town. But, listening back, that was a real mistake on my part, as the later material strikes just as deep and carries the same intense weight as anything off the first 12", maybe I just wasn't in the right place to hear it then.

Best band of the 1990's? Probably, right?

DL

Genki Genki Panic - Litanies Of Surf

Label: self released
Year: 2017

We will always pay tribute here to our friend Chris (last name withheld for legal reasons) and his Chattanooga based musical misadventures, as they are always weird and different and fun. He's yet to disappoint (musically that is...I'm sure his parents would tell you different).
This time around the surf/horror/shit show of Genki Genki Panic manage to sound simultaneously more polished and professional AND more ripping-ly noisy. The songs bounce around from campy surf to creepy crawl amateur haunted house (meaning the haunted house is run by amateurs, and therefore dangerously out of code, not that the music is amateurish), to spaced out Persian shorebreak, to a teasing glimpse into Chris' noise rock past pedigree. The underlying current (the undertow?) is still surf music, but the band continues a trajectory away from traditional Del-Tones sounds, passing by Man-Or-Astroman on the way, and onto some new amalgam of reverb-y strangeness. Like, who says you can't flirt with black metal, or noise rock, or chugging funk (potential new band name...hold up), and still stay true to your mission statement of: Stay creepy, be dank at all costs.

Essential.

DL

Sebadoh - Harmacy

Label: Sub Pop
Year: 1996

Posting this one in case you:
a) never gave Sebadoh a chance
b) stopped paying attention after their 'III' album
c) need reminding that 'Ocean' is a legit perfect song.

Ramshackle indie rock at its best. From introspective, delicate pieces to drunken punk blasters, it's all covered. Plus the band always gives you your money's worth...nineteen songs on this record.
You know all this.

DL

Godflesh - Live Dublin 12-10-01

Label: bootleg
Year: 2001

Last Godflesh show before they reassembled and picked up crushing where they left off thirteen years prior.
They get down to business and unceremoniously grind out seven songs of relentless assault.
Requiem
Defeated
Deaf, Dumb, Blind
Voidhead
Spite
Crush My Soul
Christbait Rising

DL

Hyena - Demo

Label: Scavenger Of Death
Year: 2017

Show of hands; who here gets super stoked on the prospect of a new "ex-Bukkake Boys" band?
I'm raising my hand. They were a personal favorite of mine, as they knew how to maraud through a fucked up, noisy version of first wave hardcore with aplomb and zeal. Nasty style.
So now we get three quarters of the parent-unfriendly-named Bukakke Boys bolstered by the addition of Jesse Smith, easily one of the nicest and most talented guys to grace the Atlanta music world, and who is possibly most well known for his power pop songwriting in Gentlemen Jesse And His Men, but lest we forget was also a member noise rockers Some Soviet Station, emo violence band The Kossabone Red, post hardcore powerhouse Paper Lions, punk stompers GG King, Cops, Gaye Blades, and Carbonas, not to mention kinda-country/kinda-70's Rolling Stones band The Weight (that sentence would benefit from either better writing, or editing, or punctuation or something). Jesse has put in the time.
But expecting a tempered version of the Bukakke Boys was an incorrect assumption on my part, as it turns out. Quite the contrary actually. Hyena puts the pedal down from the start and never let up. They rifle through an album collection full of Poison Idea, Negative Approach, Infest, and Black Flag, and come out the other side with seven screeds splattered on the wall in phlegm and sweat.
Essential.

DL