Monday, June 15, 2015
The Clarke Nova - Highway Star
Label: Man's Ruin
Year: 1996
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.
DL
Friday, June 12, 2015
Surgery - Shimmer

Label: Atlantic
Year: 1994
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.
Cop Shoot Cop - White Noise
Label: Big Cat
Year: 1991
Mid-career industrial/noise/heavy/damage from Cop Shoot Cop, on an album released only in England, or by an English label anyway, which spelled "import" prices when trying to acquire this record here in the New World. A quaint concern now, but a real deal-breaker when saving lawn-mowing money to make the weekly trip to the record store.
Musically we've been dealt No Wave New York disconcerting weirdness meets Head Of David proto industrial grind meets Scratch Acid bite meets sardonic paranoia begets Cop Shoot Cop circa 1991. Lethal delivery, and some of the best lyrics this side of Steve Albini's spiteful rants, craft a sound uniquely of this era. This oft-missed era.
*originally posted 11-23-13, reposted 06-12-15
DL
Arsenal - Factory Smog Is A Sign Of Progress
Year: 1990
Two thirds of Big Black (Santiago Durango and Mr. Roland) reunite to continue that band's legacy, whilst adding keyboards to the mix, thus making a more accessible, and somehow industrial feeling record. Bass on this 12" is handled by Naked Raygun's Pierre Kezdy, who had written some of these tracks while in previous bands Strike Under and Trial By Fire.
The cd version also includes the bands other, and first ep, "Manipulator", which is a little less focused than "Factory Smog...".
If they were giving trophies for Best Post-Big Black album by former members of Big Black, it would certainly go to Rapeman, but Arsenal ain't nothing to slouch about.
Also, as soon as I go to find a cover image for this post I realize Sister Hell had already posted this months ago. Those motherfuckers beat me to everything! I guess that says something about the quality of their shit versus the quality of mine huh?
*originally posted 12-23-09, reposted 06-12-15
DL
*originally posted 12-23-09, reposted 06-12-15
DL
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
V/A - Loud and Ugly vols. 1 + 2
Label: Bovine
Year: 1993, 1995
Bovine Records spent a couple years being completely unfuckable-with, everything that label shit out was a pure gold steamer with little diamond corn kernels in it. Pure perfection.
So it's of no surprise that these two compilation 7"s they released were also big ole piles of hot bullion as well. Solid flaxen poo.
Volume One is a battle royale between the rock megalopolis' of Madison and DeKalb, Wisconsin, which, yeah, is pretty much Holmes and Ali of Wisconsin towns, so you know you're in for a real treat. The bands are:
Festering Rinyanyons - best described as "Midwestern noise rock", like a Sicbay or something
Mercury Players - twangy slabs of pig fuck, kinda Cows meets Surgery meets Crows
Pachinko - underrated band, Unsane by way of Johnboy, super good
Thug - the label owner's band, brutal noisy hardcore that's as ugly as it is spiteful
Volume Two doesn't let up in the least, in fact it pretty much drops the hammer. Drops it square in the middle of your face. The bands are:
Eyehategod - my personal favorite of their jams probably because it's relatively short and upbeat by their standards, I actually stole the verse riff in an old band I was in (full disclosure; I actually also stole the main riff to the song "Blank" for another song in the same band...I was pretty heavy into Eyehategod for a minute).
Floor - they have never released a bad song, and this crawling hatred is no exception
Despise You - some power violence to cleanse the Southern fried sludge out of your ears
Apartment 213 - and more power violence, this time with that serial killa lean.
Thug - I guess if you put out the records you can put your band on as many of these as you fucking want. That being said, this is the best Thug song ever, and might be the best song on this whole collection. Creeping death with added harmonics! P.S. enjoy that lock groove at the end of the song.
So there you go, the Loud And Ugly compilations, bowel movements of the most prized mintage.
*Originally posted 01-27-10, reposted 06-04-13, re-reposted (for the last time) 06-10-15
DL
*Originally posted 01-27-10, reposted 06-04-13, re-reposted (for the last time) 06-10-15
DL
Monday, June 8, 2015
Wrong - Stop Giving
Label: Robotic Empire
Year: 2014
This write up could begin and end with; "total and unabashed Helmet worship", and that would basically be what you needed to know. Sure, I could get slightly more specific and tell you that it's total Helmet worship of the "Born Annoying", "Strap it On" era, but that's semantics really.
Maybe, just maybe, you will hear a does of 16 as well, but again, semantics.
The reality though is that this four song ep of total Helmet worship slays incredibly hard, the exact same way Helmet slays (ummm...."slayed"...sorry). Bulldozer rhythms, jackhammer riffs, and the drill sergeant bark vocals. Nothing wrong with that.
The band itself are no slouches at making loud music. The Miami based band has connections to Capsule, Shitstorm, House Of Lightning, Wastelands, Torche, Kylesa, Trilobite, Father Bloopy, and Corrosion of Conformity. Loud shit. Good shit.
DL
V/A - There Is No Fucking Future
Label: Ghettoblasters and Switchblades
Year: 2014
Because there really isn't a fucking future is there?
But we have a past, and it's now. Here.
Thirty-five classic US hardcore blasts that you had better fucking committed to memory by now. And by "now", I mean by the time you were thirteen. No archeology dig here, just straight up ripping bangers from the big dogs of the first wave. Only complaint on my end is, "where the fuck is Corrosion of Conformity up in this piece?".
This compilation was assembled (lovingly, one would assume) by the good folks at Ghettoblasters and Switchblades blog, here. They should be applauded for a job well done.
No need to list the bands right?
DL
Thursday, June 4, 2015
Hive Bent - Dyatlov
Label: New Day Rising
Year: 2014
Two years ago, almost exactly two years ago to the day, we sang the praises of Hive Bent and their volatile mix of all the best noise rock elements all coming together at once inside your head until your head can no longer accept any more elements of any kind, at which time it collapses in on itself under the sheer mass of Hive Bent. We said that. Sorta.
Well now, here we are, older, wiser, fatter, and still regaling all within earshot of Hive Bent and how they are making our hearts swell to the joyful noise. Sorta.
Five songs this time. Still just two people making all the racket this time. A more pronounced Enemymine vibe this time. Still ruthless this time and it would appear every other time into the foreseeable future.
A personal favorite.
DL
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
Desafinado - Sunset Commision Remasters
Label: Sunset Commission
Year: 2015
Brought to our attention (thankfully) by bassist Tony Bice, this collection represents the full output of this short-lived Austin band as resurrected and transferred to digital by drummer Paul Stautinger. That includes a song off the Cinco Anos compilation, one song off the split 7" with Windsor For The Derby, and two songs not previously released(?). Maybe we can get a verification on that?
The personnel of the band includes the aforementioned Tony Bice who was in Johnboy, the aforementioned Paul Stautinger who was in Sweet Pea and Lord High Fixers, Barry Stone also of Johnboy, and David Jones, Barry Jones, and Aaron Winslow who were I'm sure in other bands somewhere at some point. But, it's important that you not go into this thinking that you're going to get some bombastic noise rock a la Johnboy or Sweet Pea. Not the case. What you will get are four incredibly well composed post rock swells that play off the mathy time signatures of noise rock and incorporate some later period Fugazi kind of feels, but minus the distortion (mostly) and snarling and all that. Not to say there isn't a particularly menacing tone to Desafinado, because there is, and it does "rock" if that's a concern. It's a valid concern, so I understand. Just know that you won't be disappointed with these four songs, so long as you go in with an open mind. Trust us.
DL
Tuesday, June 2, 2015
Bad Drugs - Raw Powder
Label: Rotted Tooth
Year: 2011
I like a good play on words as much as the next guy, so going with "Raw Powder" as your album title already has you endearing yourself to me. Calling a song "Chilling In The Name Of" only further cements it.
But (let's talk about your big butt), you gotta back it up with some substance right? Some cajones, or something. So, Bad Drugs choose to back it up with a brand of noise rock that blisters paint, sands it down, and then snorts that lead-based shit right back up their noses. Not approved for old people. They hail from Chicago, but you would be excused if you thought they were another product of the Rhode Island School of Design. They bury lots and lots of elements deep inside a thick blanket of noise and skuzz, creating a legitimate cacophony of swirling sounds. No demented noise is left off the menu here.
Vinyl is limited to 300 copies, so if you hurry, or know "somebody" there could be one or two left?
DL
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