tales from the
cutout bin X
Leviathan, Defecation, Tusk, etc.
Unseen Force, Impulse Mansluaghter, Slaughter, etc.
Arizona: Desert Oasis or
An Ideological Autopsy
New York City Report
UNDERGROUND REISSUES IX
Jetsam, Control Denied, Disgust, Acrophet, etc.
THE DEVIL AND THE SEA
Relationship W/ Their Van and Tour Diary.
Today Is The
Day Tour Highlights & Lowlights.
UNDERGROUND REISSUES VIII
Abomination, Winter, Macabre, etc.
Industry May Be in
Shambles But We Feel No Guilt.
TAMPA: A VERY VERY
Current State of Our
some Brazilians, some Christians, some weirdos walk into a bar...
some Brazilians, some Christians, some weirdos walk into a bar..
with Pil Trafa vocalist of the
Argentinean punk legends.
TALES FROM THE
CUTOUT BIN VII
Ones Get Resurrected
From the Can.
METAL REISSUES V
Naglfar, Gorguts, Dark Funeral,
Blessed Death, etc,
The Story of
Italian Thrash Metal Band
New Ones Get Rescued From Sure Obscurity!
been lucky these past few weeks. Looking at all the
talent compiled below I think I should also pat myself
in the back for having such an awesome eye for cheap
goodies. Read on and spread the word!
I searched and I searched. And
then I searched some more and only after about fifteen
minutes I was able to find a page about the Japanese
rock and roll band Jet Rollers. In the same vein of
other J-rawkers who seem to totally ignore the rest of
the world, the Jet Rollers webpage is totally in
Japanese, which means that the only thing I understand
is their song titles. Last Saturday while checking the
cutout bin section of a record store I used to visit
frequently back in the day I stumbled upon the Jet
Rollers’ first release, the EP Howling Chelsea
(God Records, 2003). The copy was still in shrinkwrap
and with a moniker like that, a cover like the one you
see to the right and a price tag of $0.99 how could you
go wrong? You couldn’t, that’s right! The Jet Rollers
obviously bend to the feet of Johnny Thunders and The
New York Dolls and in these six songs display some
fucking rock and roll chops rarely heard since those
final shows Johnny Thunders gave in Japan shortly before
his untimely death. Energetic, melodic and sung totally
in Japanese (despite some songs having English titles)
Howling Chelsea rules an American style like few
American bands have in the past couple of decades.
compilation titled Manifest(o) is a gem dipped in
sludge. Some excellent bands do the rounds in this 1999
release by the defunct label Infernal Racket. In it, we
can find tunes by the mighty Israeli sludge trio Rabies
Caste, along with early songs from current post-rocking
gods Isis, ex-forward thinking hardcore gods Cave In
along with a plethora of 90’s hardcore luminaries like
Time In Malta, Burn It Down and Turmoil. But the most
devastating songs come from the more unknown bands, like
the awesome sludge/noisemakers of Superhighway Carfire
(who put out a full-length titled Deffective
Immediately in 1998 and another one titled Shell
of a Man in 2002, both thru Infernal Racket), the
underrated and recently reissued Cavity (the Miami band
that at one point counted a Torche member in its ranks),
and Baltimore Godflesh worshippers Meatjack who turn in
one of their best songs in “You Fuck”; a distorted and
saturated godly cake stomper. Despite a few missteps
(Stillwater blow chunks) this is quite frankly, one of
the best compilations I have had the pleasure of
listening to in like forever. And it only cost me $0.99.
the Jet Rollers’ Howling Chelsea, I found Skin
Yard’s 1993 album Inside the Eye still in
shrinkwrap and for the price of $0.99. Unlike the Jet
Rollers, Skin Yard (pictured above) sucked a little bit.
Famous for dishing out pretty average grunge rock at a
time when the top of the heap was also dishing out
pretty average grunge rock, Skin Yard is also popular
for having a guitarist named Jack Endino. Yes, that
Endino. For those not in the know Endino is a world
renowned producer who is partly responsible for the
scruffy grunge sound of early records by Nirvana,
Mudhoney and Soundgarden. Issued by Greg Ginn’s (Black
Flag) Cruz Records, Inside the Eye is a
well-written record, stuffed with solid songs and some
very interesting arrangements; “Undetow” is plagued by
an infectious wah-wah guitar and though the vocals of
McMillan do not have the range of a Chris Cornell, nor
the unique softness/blandness of an Eddie Vedder, he is
more than capable of carrying the tunes with certain
attitude. Unfortunately, there is certain flatness and
comfortability to the Skin Yard sound that is a bit too
commonplace amongst decent bands that fail to break into
the big time.
much of a pop punk fan around here. The genre is what it
is, you know? It clearly says pop in it, so I’d be dumb
to expect anything resembling the grittiness or
roughness that I usually like with my music. Not to say
that I don’t like pop either, but I’ll claim to be a
purist here. I like some pop, but I do not necessarily
like it when it is laced with punk or metal. I want my
cheese pure man. That said, like most Swedish bands, 59
Times the Pain kinda excel at what they do; loads of
hooks, super safe guitar driven hard rock, massive
choruses that are stickier than a licked candy, and of
course, cute ties hanging lopsided. Yeah, ties.
Calling the Public (Burning Heart, 2000), which is
the band’s last album before their 2001 break up, has
enough amiability to it to place it along the work of
the best American pop punk bands. If that’s not enough
incentive to get you interested in it, then you’ve come
to the right place.
the soft and mushy end of the spectrum we go to the
other much nicer crusty bitter end; one where shine does
not exist, one where melody is almost an insult, one
where hooks are served in nanoseconds and only if you
can find them and one where nuances equal a kick in the
balls. Yes, from Sweden bubblegum we go to raw Japanese
hardcore. California’s Six Weeks Records have been
putting out high quality no gloss punk and hardcore
since the early 90’s. They are also one of the few
labels actively putting out oriental and Latin American
bands. Two weeks ago I was lucky enough to snap a copy
of the Japanese hardcore compilation Six Weeks Omnibus
Vol. 2 for only $3.99. This one ’s got it all and it
actually covers quite the range; from the totally
distorted and hiss saturated sounds of S.C.U.M., to the
stuck in fourth gear 80’s nostalgic trip of Exhale.
Others like Flame are mad and have such bark, while
Civil Rights act like lunatics one second and chant
communally ‘oohhhh, ooohhh’, in their Black Flag
cover of “My War” on the next. Gouka are fast and hyper
aggressive and the vocalist sounds like he’s got rabies.
Their five songs will have you foaming at the mouth. Top
stuff. Opening up the record are three songs from
Soulcraft who not only play at hyper speeds but also add
nice rock and roll guitar lines. Do the Japanese
absolutely rule the rock world? I think, yes.
following is without a doubt one of my best finds ever.
I paid $6.99 for this wonderful three-disc compilation
from the harsh bambinos over at SOA Records in Italy.
But this is no lame one-track per band compilation type
of shit. Hell No!. Old Days Nostalgia packs mostly
entire EP’s and split release work from some of the most
caustic noisemakers of our days. Included bands are
Florida anarchists Assück, crusties Disrupt, short
busters Anal Cunt, Italian sickos Cripple Bastards,
Belgian legends Agathocles, California power violents
Man is the Bastard, Finland’s now ass-kissed Rotten
Sound and Rich Hoak’s baby Total Fucking Destruction.
And those are the popular ones, along for the hellride
are more obscure European and Asian bands like Society
of Jesus, Dudman, Motorsaegenservice, Bloodred Bacteria,
S.S.P., Gerogerigegege, Dogfight, Nagant 1895, Cracked
Cop Skulls, Fucking Blood, 7 Minutes of Nausea, Obtrude,
Dogmatized, End of Silence and Bloodsuckingfreaks. Still
there? Come one now, you should be hunting this down on
the internets! One spin of Old Days Nostalgia will make
you shit blue.
about had it with all the gruesome pictures in record
sleeves. Frankly, when are we going to grow up? Never?
That’s ok I guess. Metal music is eternally damned to
remain childish and as such, atrocities are bound to
remain part of the genre’s folklore. But this one kinda
puzzles me because the mid tempo tech metal in this
album does not necessarily go along with the gore
pictures of absolutely massacred faces inside the sleeve
or the six decapitated heads displayed on the cover.
Anyway, Worldly Separation (Dwell/Witchhunt,
1994) is the first full-length by Ontario’s Inner
Thought who actually dedicate this weird prog/tech/thrash
metal recording to ‘all the vicitms of the war in
Yugoslavia and around the world’. Inner Thought is
the band formed by guitarists Bobby Sadzak and Dave
Hewson after their split from Strappado, the band that
formed after the demise of the mighty thrashers
Slaughter so you would have thought Worldly
Separation shreds but nope. There are several other
reasons why this record isn’t all that good; the mid
tempo is boring enough, add to that programmed drums,
occasional ghastly female operatic vocals, samples and
what we have is a half cooked concoction of raw ideas.
much lighter and much better note is this release by The
Infections of whom I have no information whatsoever but
considering Kill… was recorded in San Francisco
I’ll assume they hail from the Bay Area. Regardless of
geographic birthplaces, Kill… (Rip Off, 1997) is
a pretty bad ass garage punk record. Very energetic,
very bratty, very in your face, very loud and very much
in the vein of classic bands like the Dead Boys this
record is quite relentless in its search for
obnoxiousness and fun. Song titles go from “Zombie” to
“Smash Your Face” to “Damage Your Health” and
“Everybody’s Girl” so we all know their kind. Living
proof that the US still has the power to produce quality
high octane rock and roll.