blessing the hogs - the poisoning

released: 2002
label: goodfellow records

hi. i'm sure that you've heard of billy anderson,yeah? he's a producer that's produced albums by such bands as: buzzov*en and eyehategod and high on fire and kiss it goodbye and neurosis and sleep. the list goes on and on.

billy anderson also plays the guitar and provides some vocals in this here band. and of course he produced it as well.

so if you like any of the bands mentioned here you're going to like this too.
i promise.
hey!
who are you to tell me no?!
what?
you're a 1978 ford econoline whose tape deck only plays black sabbath's MASTER OF REALITY because the tape is stuck?
you can enjoy this as well,bro.
i'd never lie to a 1978 ford econoline whose tape deck can only play black sabbath's MASTER OF REALITY because the tape is stuck.
i wouldn't do that to you.
i'm not that guy.
yeah.
you seem pretty nice yourself.
yeah.
i like ice cream.
yeah we should totally go and get some.
can i drive?
ok ok ok ok! sorry!

[voiceover: he was last seen getting into a black van that had...and i quote...a pretty kick-ass unicorn painted on its side. he hasn't been seen or heard from since.]

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kylesa - kylesa

released: 2002
label: prank

most of you are probably aware of who kylesa are/were (the band went on one of those indefinite hiatus things back in 2016) so i'll just go on ahead and give y'all a cliffnotes version....

after the band damad split up some of the members went onto form this band (along with guitarist/vocalist laura pleasants). if you dig bands with names like: baroness and black sabbath and mastadon and neurosis and and and....

you get the idea.
you'd like this as well i assure you.
and did you notice the pushead artwork on the cover?

"hi. i've heard of those other bands but what about that damad thing? and pushead? that just sounds gross."

i can't take the time to explain everything to you. i have things that i need to be doing for myself: learning how to make the perfect pancake. catching up on M*A*S*H re-runs. hiding from the government. you know. adult stuff. try hunting down this thing called "google". it's new. i'm not really sure what it does. just be careful with it. i've heard stories.

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dopethrone - hochelaga

released: 2015
label: totem cat records

remember back when you were a kid and you and your friends would always go out on adventures? you'd always go into that abandoned building just outside of town and throw rocks through what windows there were left and you'd go around teasing all of the neighborhood dogs and you'd go into the wooded area behind the pharmacy and pass around that pornographic magazine you'd found in a plactic bag that had been stuffed inside of a hollowed out tree. yeah. those were the good old days,huh? and then there was that day where you and your friends wandered outside of your normal route and went off into the woods near the train tracks because you'd really wanted to throw rocks into the river. none of you cared about the warnings your parents had given you. you needed to throw rocks into the water. it's all that you were able to think about that morning during breakfast. it had to happen. who cares about some guy that may or may not even live in an abandoned camper. what could that guy even do? there would be 4 of you against 1 of him. just let him try something! besides. it was probably all just something that parents told their kids to get them to eat their vegetables and to do their homework and blah blah blah....

you're still not able to remember all that much about that day. why would you want to? even if brad and darryl were still around would they remember anything? would they even talk about it? you could always go and visit ryan but he hasn't said a word since that day. you're not even on his visitors list.

that day.
that day.

you know the guy you saw in the woods that day? the one that lived in the abandoned camper? the one that your parents had warned you about? with his long and unkempt beard and dirty flannel shirt and his ratty looking pants and that smell you could smell even if you were standing a dozen feet upwind from him? and those sunglasses. why was he even wearing sunglasses? there wasn't any sun getting through those trees. why was he even wearing sunglasses?!

that day.
that day.

if that guy were music he'd be this band.

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shitkid - shitkid

released: 2016
label: pnkslm

picture this: kathleen hanna and some old school jesus and mary chain are recording some demos in a bedroom and it's being produced by calvin johnson.

now picture this: it's all done by a girl named asa söderqvist and she lives in sweden.

shit,kid.
indeed.

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bolt thrower - rehearsal '86

fun fact: it's required by law that anyone listening to bolt thrower needs to be wearing a loincloth made of fire.

"but in battle there is no law,sir."

i see what you did there and i like it.
but you're not going into battle.
you're going to be sitting in a basement and saying things like "i throw blah blah blah at your orc! blah blah blah goblin cock! shazam!".

i get it though.
you're shy and awkward and the female species knows nothing about the music stylings of rush.
yeah.
i know.
all of those drums are pretty cool.
yeah.
and then you get to eat all of those snacks that you're mom doesn't allow you to eat.
yeah.
all of those potato chips.
all of that mountain dew.
and let's not forget about that pizza with all of the extra cheese.
oh yeah.
but the thing is....
you're 35 years old and you are totally capable of doing your own grocery shopping.
and if you want to put up that poster of that one girl from that one show you can do it.
it's your room.
and don't even worry about your stepdad being all like "as long as you're under my room blah blah blah.".
if he says anything about anything you just sneak out to his car in the middle of the night and maybe his favorite eddie money tape disappears.
who knows.
the future is wide open and it's so bright you gotta wear shades.
i've rambled on long enough.
i've got places to be.
tell your mom that i appreciate the blinds being kept open
she'll know what it means.

1 - in battle there's no law
2 - attack in the aftermath
3 - untitled
4 - untitled
5 - untitled

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arab on radar - soak the saddle

released: 1999
label: skin graft records

you're fully aware of the skin graft records roster,yeah? you know that 99.9% of what's put out on the label is a fairly good way to clear a room and the perfect way to find out who at the party is on hallucinogens,yeah? this is no different.

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godflesh - 3.14.11 - roadburn festival - tilburg,netherlands

as a frequenter of this here blog i'm just going to assume that you already know who godflesh is. and then i'm going to assume that you're aware of their STREETCLEANER album. this is them doing that in its entirety in front of some people.

1 - like rats
2 - christbait rising
3 - pulp
4 - dream long dead
5 - head dirt
6 - devastator/mighty trust krusher
7 - life is easy
8 - streetcleaner
9 - locust furnace
10 - tiny tears
11 - wound
12 - deadhead
13 - suction

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oozing wound - retrash

year: 2013
label: thrill jockey

there may be some of you out there that miss the ol' melvins/big business business. and there may be some of you out there that like to crack open a nice cold can of budweiser and then use that empty can as some sort of a smoking thing-a-ma-jigger (i'm not sure what it's called because i don't hang around with those kinds of folks anymore...or any less) to smoke whatever it is that you can manage to comb out of your carpeting after a long hard day of just waking up at 1:30 on a wednesday afternoon. and don't worry. it doesn't sound as if there's anyone else home so you'll be able to creep upstairs to the kitchen to steal more of your stepdad's beer. he'll never know that it's missing anyway,right? and you won't have to listen to your mom saying that no one is ever going to hire someone that walks around in the same sleeveless slayer t-shirt day after day. moms. pshhhhhhhh. they just don't get it.

where was i?
oh yeah....

melvins.
big business.
beer.
weed.
sleeveless slayer t-shirts.

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El Buzzard - Gringa

Year: 2006

Label: The Electric Human Project

Self described as a "noise metal" band, these fuckers came out of San Jose and laid waste to shit. You'd have never guessed they spawned from mid nineties screamo spazzes, Mohinder, but lo and behold, that's just what they did. Gringa was their last will and testament before breaking up and reforming as Breasts. On this record they continue to play slash and burn, loud as shit skuzz rock with heavy Unsane and Karp leanings, but this time around there's a slight late-period Black Flag vibe creeping in. The warped stoner proto-metal riffing that Greg Ginn was experimenting with round about 1985 rears it's ugly head here, and seems to fit in just fine. This is a dirty, raw, punked out rawk trip.

*originally posted 09-05-08, reposted 10-07-15, reposted for the final time 03-05-19

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Cop Shoot Cop - Headkick Facsimile

Label: Supernatural Organization

Year: 1989

I think this particular record bounces around the music blogs from time to time, but I don't think we've ever posted it here, and that's a crime for which I truly apologize. This is an absolute "must have" for folks who enjoy the type of music spotlighted on Shiny Grey Monotone. No question, you have to have this playing in your ear holes at some point at least once a month. Minimum.

Cop Shoot Cop were the quintessential New York City noise rock band, and in my opinion, this (their first release) is their crowning glory. The bass tones are punishing, the drumming and percussive treatments are tribal, and the vocals are all seething bile and condescending vitriol. Note, there is no guitar, no screeching treble or slashing chords, only two mind-numbingly relentless bassists. In addition, Cop Shoot Cop have augmented their sound with keyboard and saxophone samples to enrich the low end assault. Please be aware that I do not condone, under normal circumstances, the use of saxophone in my life, hence my distrust for jazz, my suspicion of salsa, and my loathing of ska. I just don't want no goddamn woodwinds fucking up my good time. Period. But, and this is a big "but" ("let's talk about your big 'butt'" - Pee Wee Herman), Cop Shoot Cop have employed these sounds to great effect and so I must allow them to enter my brain just this once.

So, saxophone aside, if you do not own this record, please stop, drop  and roll...then grab it and listen at top volume.

*Originally posted 01-30-09, reposted 10-14-15, reposted again for the final time 03-04-19

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