Friday, September 28, 2007

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Monday, September 24, 2007

weekend.

Seems like a good idea at the time...

120 later I'm sure it is, even if my pee smelled like butter.

Last day of Summer

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

no end in sight

Interesting? Probably not for more than 3 people. I lied.

Again, there is not too much here because moving is expensive. I'm being a little more selective and only really getting stuff I know I want. For the next few weeks at least. It's probably for the best.


Canadian Rifle-2nd 7"(criminal IQ)
I'm calling this the 2nd 7", even though I'm not sure which one came out first. Slightly different line-up and a bit of a different sound. More Jawbreaker than Leatherface this time. Either way it's still great melodic punk. I'd probably recommend the other 7" 1st, but both are worth picking up.

Framtid/Seein Red 7"
I few months ago I was running my mouth about how I didn't wanna buy splits anymore, "unless like fuckin' Framtid does one". So here we are. 3 new tracks from the best band in Japan and they all kill. None are as memorable as "Punishment" but still better than almost anything else new. You should be hip to them by now. Usually Seein Red has been a band that I like, but never listen to. Their 4 cuts here are totally great, better than I expected. This is obviously a no-brainer.

Diatribe-Aftermath 7"
A lot of wannabe experts seem to having trouble differentiating between a "classic" and a "historical curiosity". Their seems to be a misconception that anything released before 1984 is "classic", regardless of it's merit. This leads to any band that played 3 shows and wrote a song about "society" being revered by the mp3 crowd as another notch on the bedpost.

Diatribe was a band from San Diego, released these tunes as a tape in 1985, never put out a record and have been referred to as the 1st US d-beat band. One might point to AF's "Power" and the like, but I understand the difference, that's just for the sake of being argumentative. While this has all the makings of "historical curiosity",it's so fucking good that it doesn't need any gimmicks to sell it. Reissue of the year. Diatribe mixed Discharge, Anti-Cimex and Crucifix in a unique way that was totally ahead of it's time. The songs are fucking killer, raging and the mix job sounds way better than the mp3's I have(guilty). I was kicking myself after passing on an old boot of this earlier this year, but a legit reissue with lyrics, and MRR interview make this essential. This is limited or something, so don't sleep.

7 Seconds-Dedicated to Hardcore boot 7"
This definitely falls under "historical curiosity". It's mostly from their 1st demo, much more of a street punk/oi vibe than the melodic speedy hardcore they are known for. It's totally enjoyable and great, but doesn't hold a candle their early vinyl releases. Sound is okay, although I wouldn't be surprised if it was downloaded and not from an old tape. Still being a huge 7 seconds fan I'm not too disappointed. Whoever booted this should boot the "Socially Fucked Up" demo (their 2nd) cuz that stuff kills this dead.




We may see a print issue of Huge Knives That Kill before the end of the year, but if anyone asks this is what I've been up to...

Saturday, September 8, 2007

What We Hate

After complaining about the banality of "weekend party" blogs, I'm about to take a piss in that trough. Oh well. Another weekend, another house-sitting party for a bunch of losers who don't have houses of their own. Beats growing up.

Eat it till it's gone.



Of course the Tracist made tons of great food, as always.

Things got silly.

There was some great TV

Mexican Bloke pulled a chocolate bar out of nowhere.

and shared.


Food pwned.


Nate got a new hat and ate cake.

Sarde fucking with Pandora's Box

Cam made a pretty serious return to form.


Natalie loves having her photo taken, also she never shuts up.

Beeps cake.

Ty-Guy getting kinda serious.


and because you really can't have too much of a good thing...


Funhouse


next post will be interesting, I promise.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

get'r done

Monday, September 3, 2007

It never ends.


Usually I try to stay away from reviewing old records. It usually seems arrogant and tedious. But, after looking through my weekly record purchases I realized that I hadn't got anything that was brand new, so I guess that rule is out the door. I'll try to keep it brief. It's my blog and I'll cry if I want to.

V/A-Back from the Grave Vol. 3 LP
Had been waiting for a local store to stock these. I already had Vol. 1 and 2, so this seemed like the next logical step. More raw 60s garage-punk, still it all sounds fucking great. Nothing that leaps out at you like the best tracks on Vol. 1 and 2, but I'm sure repeated listens will help. Start with 1 and 2, listen to "Victim of Circumstances" and "Rat's Revenge" a hundred times, then get this. Worth your milk money.

Black Lips-We did not know... LP
More stuff I didn't have from the best garage-punk band of today. They are all the rage these days, which in my younger, more reactionary days would have seriously bummed me out. Luckily I'm through caring. Not the best place to start (the Let It Bloom Lp) but this compilation is a welcome addition. One of the best bands going today for sure.

Confuse-Spending Loud Night EP
Reason for existence. Absolute godhead hardcore noise.

Thee Headcoatees- I'm Happy/ Park It Up Your Arse 7"
2 throwaway tracks. I wouldn't bother, but if you insist, I'll sell you mine.

Sacrilege-Behind the Realms of Madness LP
This is basically the perfect metal album as far as my tastes go. It's got all that heavy drive without any of wank-pose that usually turns me off of all metal. This fucking kills.

I'm needing to find a place to live in the next few weeks, so don't be surprised if I tone down the records for a few weeks.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Woooo!

The show tonight was much more enjoyable than I expected. Maybe there is hope for me after all. Here's a few pictures, still trying to figure the camera out.

Modern Problems




Search And Destroy







Margaret Thrasher