Written by GE 138.
This new album by T.S.O.L. sucks. There, I said it. So what? "Opinions on music being subjective...", yada yada yada but still, this album is soooo bad it hurts. Damn. What a shame. It's too poppy, it's too wimpy. It's got people singing 'la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la' background vocals all happy sounding and shit, like some ghey ass 60's hippy music does! Blah! I hate when bands chat up their upcoming release by hinting that it's going to sound like their earlier, classic material, because then I get all hyped up on wanting to hear it, and when I do, I'm usually hugely disappointed, like I am with this latest release from T.S.O.L., one of my favorite bands ever. I mean, I wasn't looking for Dance With Me, part 2, or even a follow up to Beneath The Shadows, but I was looking for something good, something rocking, and didn't find it in this 13 song release. Look, I'm a fan of later era T.S.O.L. albums - I thought Divided We Stand was hugely underrated, and Disappear is filled with all sorts of classic ragers that get the pits started every time the band plays them at a gig, but this album is wimpy, embarrassing, it's polished melodic, and lacking any ear candy whatsoever, there's just nothing here man, nothing. The old original keyboard player is back in the band, and his dynamic is all over the place on these tunes, for better or for worse. His riffs replaced a lot of Ron's stuff, relegating him to accents and background fills, which is sad. Was that some auto tune shit I just heard? Oh fuck this album. I've listened to it a few times now, and just can't find anything worth noting about on this album. Maybe Going Steady would sound good live, but I dunno, the majority of the stuff on here is just soft, watered down, old guy T.S.O.L. singing about Love and what went wrong with their lives versus singing about necrophilia and abolishing governments and pseudo spy novels set to music. Maybe it's me, I dunno, buy again, you ask me, I say this album sucks. It's very The Damned Phantasmagoria era sounding, if you know what I mean. 1 (almost) song out of 13 does not make a record good. I was expecting more, and I got duped. Phooey.
Put out by Release Records on beautiful splattered colored vinyl, CD, and cassette tape, if you can believe that, all of it available from the labels website by clicking here. It's also available from the band at every gig they play to make their mortgage payments or as an excuse to get out of the old folks home they all reside in, sedated and safe and happy. Available on iTunes (click here) as well as all sorts of places all over the Interwebz where Punk Music is sold like the cheap commodity that it is nowadays. 'Like" the band on Facebook by clicking here. T.S.O.L. I heart you. <3
Written by GE 138.
The Fat Dukes Of Fuck are one of the best bands to ever come out of the slimy, drug addled cesspool we lovingly call the Las Vegas Music Scene. One of the Best. Bands. EVER!! What started out as 2 guys and a drum machine noise / joke band project has evolved into a Metal tinged, musically mutinous monster of Mayhem that's capable of melting faces, shredding faces, pulverizing faces and any other aggressive facial attacks you can think of. Somehow now associated with David Yow of The Jesus Lizard and Dale Crover from The Melvins for some reason, The Fat Dukes Of Fuck just keep testing their creativity and pushing the boundaries of what's expected from musicians and what bands are "supposed to do" in order to be successful. While I don't always "get" what they're going for, I'm always thrown back by the fact that they're out they're out there doing "it", whatever "it" is at that particular moment, whether it's recording some Zappa-esque musically dexterous melodious nightmare, or using their home made toilet paper guns to engage a boring crowd into giving them a reaction, or maybe just pummeling a drunken late night crowd at a bar into submission with some heavy ass Metal riffs and Brent's slurred, drunken ramblings. Whatever it is, it's quite a sight to see, something I've been lucky to have witnessed on many an occasion. I consider myself a Fan, a longtime Supporter of the band, as well as a Friend. I love these guys. They are, as the kids say, 'The Shit'. Do kids still say that nowadays? I dunno... who cares? LOL
And what does all that have to do with this sprawling, 2 CD, odds and sods collection from The Fat Dukes Of Fuck? Nothing really, but when given the chance, I love extolling the virtues of this band to anyone bothering to check them out or pay heed to what I have to say. Yeah, I have no idea what's up with this 2 CD collection though. Some songs are live versions of early The Fat Dukes Of Fuck songs, like Speedball Trucker, which was on their first release Bafomitorium, and others (I think) are brand new recordings of songs only previously available in live form, like Grandma Mormon vs. The Beast In Jason's Dick, which is one of my favorite songs by them, but it was previously released on the High 'N' Dry album in a live form, which is odd but whatever, and other tunes on here are just instrumental tracks to previously released material. Sonically it all sounds amazing, and musically it's both baffling and unsettling, which is how good music is supposed to be. Oh, and it rocks too, believe that. Yeah, I don't know what to make from this assemblage of musical arrangements from The Fat Dukes Of Fuck, but I will tell you this - I'm happy to have it to listen to. Check this shit out. If you're a fan, you'll love it, and if you're not, well, give it a listen, and it will grow on you like a poisonous psychedelic mold that both thrills you and terrifies you, and then gives you the best orgasm you've ever had right before it kills you. Yeah, it's that good!
Available from the band at every gig they play. It's also available digitally as well as physically from the bands Bandcamp page, which you can go to by clicking here. They also maintain a The Fat Dukes Of Fuck website, ClownPenisDotFart.org, which is a trip, to say the least. Watch the eyes! hahahaha "Like" The Fat Dukes Of Fuck on Facebook by clicking here.
To some, the phrase 'Christian Punk' is an oxymoron of sorts. You can't be a rule following servant of the Lord while adhering to the chaotic, no rules anything goes world of Punk, where people are more likely to worship GG Allin than Jesus Christ, can you? Who knows? In any case, Christian Punk is alive and well and thriving in a weird sort of way, and this release from the Infirmities, a Christian Punk band from straight outta Salinas, CA, does a great job in melding the Music of Punk with the Message of the Lord with an equal balance that doesn't come off as too preachy or too musically condescending. Produced and recorded by Miguel from Total Chaos, the recording is a bit muddy, but no big deal. Reminds me a bit of how those classic Ill Repute releases on Mystic Records used to sound. The 8 songs on here are presented in a Ramones like, fast and furious, 1-2-3-4 one right after the other blitzkrieg attack, and the release does suffer a bit because of it, with the songs sounding like one giant, drawn out song, but the tracks that do stand out are great, songs like Myself Wrex, It's A God Thing, The Final Conviction and King Of Glory, a very hard hitting, hypnotic Peni-ish song that really brought it all home to me. Pretty good release. Looking forward to hearing more from these guys in the immediate future. And oh yeah, LOVED the Johnny Cash quote at the end of the record... heh.
Available from the Infirmities at every gig they play, and since these guys play a lot, backyards, BBQ's, bat mitzvah's, wherever, you shouldn't have a problem finding this record. Put out on the Malt Soda Recordings label, on various colored pieces of 7" vinyl, and you can click here to buy it directly from them. Also available from Amazon (click here), Interpunk (click here), and everywhere else you can buy Punk music from on the Interweb. "Like" Infirmities on Facebook by clicking here.
And so it begins. The flogging of a dead horse. The raping of the rotting corpse. The exploitation for monetary's sake of Lemmy from Motörhead. Congrats to Cleopatra Records for being the first label that I know of to cash in on Lemmy's passing by putting together this shoddy collection of Lemmy collaborations with people like Jake E. Lee, Ted Nugent, Richie Kotzen and Scott Ian, covering songs by AC/DC, Queen, The Beatles, Eddie Cochran and The Yardbirds. Most of these songs came from various compilations released throughout the years, and to keep things interesting, they threw in an unreleased Motörhead track (Train 'Kept A Rolling), as well as a live song from The Head Cat, the Rockabilly project Lemmy did with Slim Jim Phantom from the Stray Cats. Coming in at barely over 20 minutes in length, these 6 songs by Lemmy and Friends don't really add much to the mans legendary legacy of recorded output. Doesn't take anything away either. The only good track on here is the Motörhead one. Everything else is just bland and 'meh'. People should have their head examined for being involved with this release in any way, shape or form. For gullible purists only.
Available from Cleopatra Records. Red colored vinyl is long gone, but clear vinyl is available on Amazon (click here). "Like" Lemmy on Facebook by clicking here. "Like" Motörhead on Facebook by clicking here.
What the fucking fuck is this shit? Seriously? What the fuck happened to these guys?? Ugh! Opening up with a slow ass ballad that is a clean rip off of a Who song from Tommy that I can't remember right now, the new album from Green Day called Revolution Radio is anything but revolutionary but it sure is radio friendly, that's for sure. It's a downright disappointing album, more miss than hit, more maudlin and morose than Warning and 21st Century Breakdown combined, and that's saying something! This release finds the band recycling their own earlier riffs in a desperate attempt to find their old sound that we all know and love in order to move units and dupe us once again into believing that they've gone back to their earlier sound and are done selling out and kissing ass, but unfortunately, that's not the case. We've all heard the lead off single from this album, Bang Bang, and besides the obvious Offspring influence, it's not a bad song, but unfortunately, it is literally the only good song on this album. I wish I was kidding. Every other song on here sucks worse than the one before it, everything sounds forced, it all sounds like 21st Century Breakout or American Idiot leftovers. I mean, hearing Billie Joe whining about the evils of social media is a bit of a stretch for a soon to be 45 year old man, isn't it? Sonic wise it sounds great, but other than the song Say Goodbye, there isn't a whole lot to get hyped about on here. Auto tuning, studio effects, trying hard to sound like other current bands instead of themselves, Hell, there's loads and loads of stuff to be disappointed about with this latest release from Green Day - where do you wanna begin? LOL
Available wherever Punk Rock or Music is sold as the profitable commodity that it is...
I wanna cry, I seriously do.
When I read that this 40th year anniversary edition of this seminal album was being released, I wanted to cry because I can't believe it's been 40 years since I first heard this album on my Dad's stereo back in Whittier, but also because looking at the cover reminded me that all of the classic Ramones are dead - no offense Tommy. This album has been repackaged / remixed ad nauseum, but this time they finally got it fucking right. This version sounds incredible, sonically better sounding than the new Metallica or Green Day record or anything else current and hard rocking at the moment. Little nuances have been enbellished and brought out, like the 4 lines Dee Dee's sings in 53rd And 3rd, you can actually hear him crystal clear now, it's great. The back up vocals on Chain Saw? You can hear them now!! The jangly 2nd guitar track can be heard loud and clear now, which is a trip. The remix job on here is incredible, done by the guy who originally produced and mixed the album when it came out in '76. The new mix sizzles, it thumps, it crashes, it grabs you by the collar and shakes you around a bit. It's great. This release comes with both a stereo and a mono mix of the album, but to my untrained blown out ears there's very little difference in either. The mono mix is a bit warmer, the stereo mix a bit brighter. Big whoop. The real prize in this 3 CD release is the shit ton of unreleased demos that can be found on here, songs like Loudmouth, Chain Saw, I Don't Wanna Walk Around With You, You're Gonna Kill That Girl and What's Your Name, the last 2 songs weren't even released until the next album Leave Home. They also included the original, uncensored Nazi lyrics version of Today You're Love, Tomorrow The World, which is a bit unsettling to hear sung in this Trump world we all live in now. It's never good to hear Joey Ramone warbling about being a Nazi, it just isn't. Not then, not now.
Also included in this historical release is a refreshed and polished up version of the Ramones - Live At The Roxy release from the summer of 1976. They played 2 sets that day, identical in songs and order played, both were recorded, and the first set was officially released, and the second was not. When you listen to the 2nd set, you know why they went with the first. The second set's a little looser, lot faster, a bit more wild and dangerous sounding, definitely more Punk Rock. Drugs and / or booze may have played a part in the reason why the 2nd set sounds like that, I'm not sure. And as if this wasn't enough, this release comes with a killer booklet full of great pictures and stories, as well as extensive liner notes outlying pretty much everything that had to do with this seminal recording. Oh, and did I mention that you get a vinyl copy of the mono mix of this classic release as well? Well you do! Mono, the way it was supposed to be mixed at Abbey Road Studios, if you can believe that.
Yeah, this is the album that started it all, that spawned a million mini revolutions against everything that people held near and dear, a big middle finger salute to the boring status quo of the time. This is the release that spawned a million bands in a million cities, acting like a Punk Rock Johnny Appleseed in planting the seeds of rebellion everywhere they played and bringing the love of real Rock 'N' Roll back to the forefront of the music scene where it belonged. I've always loved this album, but this 40th anniversary deluxe edition version of the Ramones first album has me in love with it even more, if that was possible. It's been in a state of constant rotation ever since I got it, and I can't stop telling every one I know about how crazy good this thing sounds. Just. Fucking. Wow. You owe it to yourself to scrounge up the money to buy this thing and own your own piece of music history. I can only hope that there are plans to do this to every Ramones album ever released. A band like the Ramones deserves nothing less than this grandoise revered treatment and handling. This is an absolute essential, crucial release to get. You will not be disappointed.
Available everywhere, and I do mean everywhere. If you can't find this, then you should just do us all a favor and go kill yourself as fast as you can. "Like" the Ramones on Facebook by clicking here.
Ahhhhhh, good ol' L7. Recently reunited and sporadically playing gigs in all sorts of places all over the world (except Las Vegas apparently), the band is back and loud and proud and it's nice to know that this Metal tinged bunch of Punk Rockers are still a threat to be dealt with in this day and age of corporate banality. Unfortunately, until they actually release something new, they're relegated to being just another old band cashing in on a wave of nostalgia but, if that wave happens to wash up a few fantastic releases from the vault like this one, and the Hollywood Palladium release, also on the same Easy Action record label, then I can just keep my big mouth shut and just sit back and enjoy the glorious sound of the nostalgia waves hitting the sand. This record is brutal. It captures L7 at the height of their musical muscular movement, with crushing riffs that could rattle the fillings out of your teeth and a rhythm section that is both thunderous and catchy. The sound quality on this release is awesome. Donita Sparks vocals drip with hatred and attitude, and the rest of the band plays with an almost military like attack on their instruments. Songs like Wargasm, Fast & Frightening, Everglade, and (Right On) Thru all benefit and shine because of the bands familiarity with the material, playing fast and loose with every song on this release. It's great to hear. Yeah, while this is certainly no KISS - Alive type of release from the band, it does do a great job at capturing what a strong live band L7 were (are). While not for novices, if you're unfamiliar with the bands recorded output, you could do worse than to start your L7 experience with this release. It does a good job of letting you know what the band is all about, and that's pretty much just being obnoxious and in your face and rocking out with their clams out. Cool stuff.
Available in limited edition gold colored vinyl from Easy Action records by clicking here. Also available digitally on iTunes by clicking here, and you can listen to the album for free on Soundcloud by clicking here. Available on Amazon by clicking here. "Like" L7 on Facebook by clicking here.
Ahhhhhh... his legendary Blackness... Mr. Showbiz himself... the one, the only, Black Randy. <3 I'm not even going to begin to try to capsulize the bawdy, incredible tale that is Black Randy and his amazing musical endeavor known as The Metrosquad, or any of the drama involved with the band before, during, and especially afterwords of their one and only long playing seminal release, Pass The Dust, I Think I'm Bowie, being unleashed on the world. Nor am I going to bore you with tales of how seeing Black Randy And The Metrosquad perform live forever changed my perspective on bands playing live and music in general. Nope! I'm just gonna dive right in, feet first into the water, and tell you all about the magical musical madness that is found on this tape. The following diatribe is for fans only. You guys will get it. Novices will learn nothing about why they should know and worship everything Black Randy And The Metrosquad related. But they should. Trust me you should. Immediately.
First off, this album has enjoyed a bit of a resurgence as of late. What's up with that? It's been re-released on colored vinyl, 2 X 180 gram vinyl, regular vinyl, there's even been a DJ 12" released of bootleg remixes on pink vinyl if you can wrap your mind around that, and now it's being released in the hipster cassette format, which is weird. I literally can count on one hand the number of people that I know who like this album, much less that even know of it's existence, and even less than that who consider themselves Black Randy And The Metrosquad fans - it's me, Bob, and Jane Wiedlin from the Go-Go's, and that's it! LOL The fact that there's a need for this in the cassette format gives me a slight hope for the future of Punk Rock and music in general. It shows me that somebody out there gets it. Somebody else understands just how crucial this album is. The songs on here are the works of musical insanity gone amiss, the sound of drug addled nightmares come to life. They are both booty shaking funky goodness and head banging intensity, equal parts Zappa/Beefheart/Zeppelin as they are Ohio Players/Parliament-Funkadelic and the music heard in the background of porn movies in the 70's. Once heard, never forgotten, for better or for worse, that's for sure. Either you get it or you don't. If you do, great, if you don't, blow me. Seriously.
So what's on here, you ask? Well, everything comes from the seminal 1994 Sympathy For The Record Industry release, which had some (not all) of the Dangerhouse Records singles, the Green Frog live excerpts, which are amazing (when is that entire show going to show up on an official release, dammit?), and a few demos that only hinted at the brilliant future that Black Randy And The Metrosquad were going to enjoy if only His Royal Blackness didn't succumb to the temptation that is recreational homosexual acts and intravenous drug use. The official 2009 reissue of this album by Vinyl Countdown Records added on 2 brilliant prank phone calls that Black Randy made, which was something he enjoyed doing apparently. The call he makes to Legendary photographer Jenny Lens about a comment he made about her on the Rodney On The ROQ radio show, claiming Ms. Lens sold the best speed in all of L.A., is creepy and cringe inducing, and Black Randy's call to legendary SF show promoter Paul Rat is pure huckster salesman genius. Hearing Black Randy extol the virtues of The Mentors is worth the price of this cassette alone. Well, this release, which was NOT put out by Burger Records, in case you were wondering, has all that on it, the demos, the live stuff, the crank phone calls, PLUS, it also has the alternative lost mix of I Wanna Be A Nark that was put out as one side of a split 7" the band did with Rhino 39 that came out on Artifix Records back in 2009, PLUS, it has the 4 absolutely crucial Black Randy And The Metrosquad songs from the Live At The Masque - Dicks Fight Banks Hate compilation that came out on Year One Records back in 1996. The only professionally recorded live stuff ever captured of the band, and it is some mind blowing stuff indeed - must be heard to be believed.
Yeah, I am both hyped and thrilled to have this pretty exhaustive, pretty well put together compilation of some, again, not all, of the musical genius that is Black Randy And The Metrosquad, all in one handy dandy format that makes it easily accessible, just how I imagine Black Randy would of liked it to be. The musical landscape is leaps and bounds different from when it was back in the late 1970's when Black Randy And The Metrosquad unleashed this drug demon spawned monstrosity onto an unsuspecting public, and despite all that, it's good to know that there is a need for this music, at this time, right now. it warms my blackened heart. It really does. No thank you to Burger Records for keeping the dream / nightmare alive with this crucial release.
This cassette is NOT available from Burger Records, and you can NOT buy it from them by clicking here. You can however buy it from Elective Affinities, where they'll throw in a Black Randy And The Metrosquad badge as well as a tee shirt if you do, by clicking here. The cassette version of this release is also available digitally via Frontier Records, and you can check that out by clicking here. Don't "like" the band on Facebook by clicking here. Just don't...
First off, thanks to my heterosexual life mate Monica for getting this CD into my grubby little hands. "Review it", she said. "I wanna know what you think about it." Now usually when someone tells me that, what they really mean to say is I wanna hear you talk shit about this band, but with Monica, I actually believe she wants to know what I think about the music, as opposed to just tossing chum into the water to attract me to attack and shred on some random band that deserves it. Not that The Mutants are random, of course. They're an interesting musical experiment in underground scenes that have been kicking up some dust for a while now. I know of the band through Mr. Rat Scabies involvement, and wanted to check the band out live but recently missed them playing here in Las Vegas @Triple B's, because I was out of town playing my own gig in LA, but Monica went to the show, snagged me a CD, and here we are. I was curious as to what it sounded like, so I popped it in first chance I got, fingers crossed that it was going to be good.
The first thing that struck me about this CD is that the opening track, the title track to this album, sucks. Like big time. Terrible choice for an opening track. Made me wanna just huck this CD out my window into traffic. Sounded like The Dandy Warhols covering Kula Shaker after one too many beers drunk during a battle of musical pomposity. Ugh. Once you get past that opening boring behemoth, there's some interesting snippets of things going on here. It's pretty/ugly, it's artsy, with heavily layered/treated vocals stretched out over some droning, atmospheric, slow riffs that probably sound pretty amazeballs if you were tripping on peyote at Joshua Tree and listening to this. Seems like the music is more about setting a tone or creating an atmosphere rather than rocking out. Sonically, it's sounds great, well produced, fantastic mix, but these musically majestic pieces of sludgy gooeyness were more 'miss' than 'hit' with me. Reminded me of a long lost Queens Of The Stone Age / Fu Manchu album full of mistakes and outtakes. Shorter songs like Highway 62, The Final Hand, Machismo Postura, and Night Bus To Krakow (The Return), built around a snazzy Rat Scabies drum line, were the ones that worked for me, and the rest, meh. Not saying it's bad, just saying it's not for me. Is that a bad thing to say nowadays?
Released by the Killer Tracks label, which you can go to by clicking here. Available from the band at every gig they play, and from The Mutants website (click here). Also available digitally via iTunes (click here), Amazon (click here), and various other places where Punk is marketed and sold as the cheap commodity that it is. "Like" The Mutants on Facebook by clicking here.
Written by Colin Oscopy.
Alright you big dumb bitches I haven’t submitted shit in a minute so here we go. First up we got Primitive by the Boston Strangler. This is the 2011 release on Fun With Smack records .this shit is straight rippin'. Some straight up 80’s style Boston straight edge shit that sounds equivalent to what a nice, swift kick to the head would feel like. This release totally sounds like they took the nitty grittiness of SS Decontrol's Get It Away, and totally did their own thing with it. I highly recommend this album and their 2014 second release Fire, which contains killer anthems like Fire, What You Get, and my favorite The Truth. This shit makes me wanna drink some beers and burn the fuckin' city down. If you happen to find copies of Primitive and Fire PICK THEM SHITS UP!!!!!!
Next up we got the follow up to Eye For An Eye by Corrosion Of Conformity, Animosity, released on Death Records in '85, this release shows a more matured C.O.C. and lemme tell you, this album will grab you by the fuckin balls, rip 'em off then shove 'em down your grandmother’s throat TO THE MAX !!!!!!!! I love Eye For An Eye, because it’s just fast, hardcore that is absolutely fuckin all over the place, but Animosity, HOLY FUCKIN' MOLY!!!!!!!!!! Dude this shit is fuckin top notch crossover!!!!!! The production on the second half of this record is different from the first half. The first half of this record is absolutely FLAWLESS in my opinion. Favorite track is Mad World hands down. DON'T BE A PUSSY AND TOTALLY PICK THIS SHIT UP !!!!
Onto some more current good ol’ American hardcore coming straight outta Richmond, VA, is mother fuckin' Government Warning. The ’06 release No Moderation, on Feral Ward Records is a blistering release. Straight up fast Skate Punk this and the follow up Paranoid Mess, on Grave Mistake / No Way Records, will completely melt your tits ,and make your dick fly off. This full length issue is equivalent to being punched by that commie fuck Ivan Drago from Rocky 4 , right in yer cunt if you're pregnant!!!!!!! Pick these up and check their ’05 release No Way Out, ’06 release Arrested, and '07 released Executed, all on Grave Mistake / No Way Records.
If any of these sound interesting to you, or if you don't already own any of this magnificent releases, then please do yourself a favor and go to the labels that put out these records and check that shit out or go to discogs.com and buy somebody's used copy of it. Either / or.