D.Sablu Free Speech For The Dumb Badtime Sick Leave Jocks Shinzo Speedy Muffler Ain’t Too Bad The Bad Plug Macho Man Altos Hornos Caballero, por favor The Oidz Jackin off in the U.F.O Auditing Time Eroded Vault Door Gorgonis Want, Need Kiloff Holokaust Plemników Rare Spam Signature´s Wack Outside View Blue Law Gangrena Surf La Sotana
Null Tone Politimann Og Atomkrig Z.O.L. Rolltreppe Nylon Mind Control Hood Rats Cold As Ice Aldi Ost Boss ≠ Friend No Refund$ Misinformation Knome Year of the Knome Necron 9 Not Me Video Evidence Fluid Exchange The Hell Last Chapter Cleanser Bloodlines Sympos Soft Society Steröid Through The Night
Tracklist
Famous Logs in History Data Mind Olivia’s World Weird Guy Ÿdeg Ui Ardan No Control Marcel Basho Basho Basho Headlegs Fog Rhoads Incompatibility Zero Discount Kein Geheimnis Snarewaves Str8 From The Basement Corpus Earthling Neon Slime
Motorbike Currency Private Lives Dealer’s Choice Stepmother Vacant State Gummi Bazooka Last Waltzon I Can’t Cook Beta Máximo Delirio en el naufragio Distance A La Surface Real Sickies Over Thought About It Dumbells Seeds Eel Men Sixteen Numbers
There’s just no other way to put it: Sophisticated oldschool-ish noise rock is going through kind of a rough patch right now with unique and outstanding releases in the genre being precious few and far between. Even in these times though, Germany’s genre overlords Trigger Cut just keep delivering the goods, reminding of – and hopefully also paving a way toward – better times. As usual this shit covers a wide range of the hallmarks of golden age groups such as Bastro, Cows, Rapeman, Distorted Pony, Drunks With Guns and Dazzling Killmen, even some slight hints of Tragic Mulatto in Crash Crew for example. Of more recent groups you may find similarities to the likes of Multicult, STNNG, Leaves, Body House, Elephant Rifle, Help and Overtime. All that said, more than ever – as has already been an increasing tendency on their previous LPs, – they absolutely transcend the obvious influences towards an unmistakable voice very much of their own while keeping us on our toes at all times, with each of these songs incorporating more unique decisions, twists and turns than your average contemporary noise rock/postcore act would come up with for a whole LP – you just can’t ever predict where they’re gonna go next!
Now that’s some first rate shit, the second LP of this group based in the little town of Domodossola in Italy’s Piedmont region. On it, they create a thorougly captivating high-energy sound between the worlds of garage- and art punk that appears to be just as much inspired by oldschool KBD-style oddities as by way artsier post punk acts like Mission Of Burma, Volcano Suns and Moving Targets, held together by the nuts and bolts of unwavering song construction. In tunes like Ping Pong, Punching Me and Licking Nipples we also get some brief little hardcore attacks. I gotta say, should it actually be the case that, as according to the title, these dudes suck, then i love everything about the way they do it, sucking in all the right ways for my deranged tastes.
Milwaukee’s Necron 9 already made an awesome impression with a number of demos and EPs so far and their debut “long”-player now consolidates all that greatness into a neat chain of explosives, sounding the most compact and impactful they ever have. Their approach to moderately motörpunk- and garage-infused hardcore on one hand has a decidedly minimalist, oldschool aesthetic, yet simultaneously feels perfectly contemporary in the way that tried-and-tested hardcore riffs and tropes get fused with plenty of inventive, unexpected turns and a way-above-average frequency of infectious hooks, well balanced out with a beautifully sweaty, rough, unhinged performance.
A similar affair but even a good bit more primitive and rough is the new EP by Kelowna, British Columbia group SSIK, who mostly adhere to well-trodden oldschool formulas yet always hit the bulls-eye with their simple tunes and elevate their craft by way of relentless energy and a super-tight presentation.
Rounding out a great week of hardcore releases is a new 2-track single (and either future or under-the-radar past 7″) of Montreal’s Hood Rats, which as usual stresses out the connective tissue between garage- and hardcore punk in their unmistakably ripping own way. The tunes themselves appear to be not exactly new as, as far as i can tell, these recordings have already appeared on an older tape via Girlsville. Still, these are certainly new to me and more Hood Rats tunes are always a nice thing to have.
Now i suddenly remember that, like, two weeks ago, i was thrilled as hell to see a new Nourishment EP being released and then apparently failed to bookmark it and forgot about it in the last couple weeks’ relentless flood of new releases. Happens to me all the time. Well, better late the never i guess. The sonic parameters on this one stay roughly the same for the US-based blackened-/dungeon punk group, althought the production values appear to have been improved a tiny bit here. As before, the new record captivates with a distinct spin on the genre that once again appears to take plenty of inspiration from contemporary, dark goth-infused post punk and oldschool death rock.
The world’s beerest eggpunks from Charleston, South Carolina have done yet another essential release for genre aficinados and i have absolutely nothing new to say about it other than, like its predecessors, this shit – though not exactly breaking any new ground here – is really freakin’ good and shouldn’t be missed by fans of stuff in the same lane as Prison Affair, Set-Top Box and Winky Frown, Raya, Möney and Goblin Daycare.
