Cells - Urban Mutants Medley Google - Mental Castration A.I. - Ropy CTRL Group - G.I.G.O. Sabré - Complications Final War - Useless Sacrifice Tower 7 - (Ftp) Hollow Veins Fucking - Waterboard Holy War - Violent Thirst Kobra - No Futuro Sial - Tari Pemusnah Kuasa Cutters - Robo Debt Blues Gimmick - Carton of Stoges C.H.E.W. - Noise Square Poison Ruïn - Fog of War Cool Jerks - The Butcher's Apron Oily Boys - Heat Harmony
Side B
Tracklist:
Cement Shoes - Smashed On Glass Ohmns - Tommy Knockers Future - Draw To A Close Zenomorph - Whiteboard Science Man feat. Nervous Tick - Load-Bearing Cardboard Sylvie S - Song 2 Kitchen People - Hunger Pains Liquids - 11 AM TJ Cabot & Thee Artificial Rejects - What's In It Liquid Assets - Stain Paranoise - Influenza Influencer Hamer - All The Time Blood Bags - Get in, Get Out Impotentie - Stille Rebellen Maske - Versoffene Träume
Here's some ultra-simplistic, drum machine driven garage punk shit by a Copenhagen duo, catering only to our most animalistic instincts. Style-wise this falls somewhere in the neighborhood of Buck Biloxi and the Fucks, S.B.F. and Dr. Mix & The Remix - just imagine even further dumbed down versions of each. Absolutely perfect, i love it.
Another extended play by these Vancouver punks. You know what to expect, they know how to deliver. Six flawless eruptions of oldschool-ish, garage-doped no-frills hardcore punk.
After releasing a true shitload of EPs over the past few years and their sound showing a steady increase in maturity, it's really no surprise that their debut album comes across as the most accomplished batch of songs by this London group yet, their very own formula made up of post punk, noise rock and postcore elements fine-tuned and engineered into a smoothly running, high precision machine while still occasionaly expanding their musical vocabulary - like some Wire-meet-Big Black-isms in Set Up To Fail for example or the bleak doomscapes á la early Uniform in Human Frailty.
Another tasty EP by this River Falls, Wisconsin electro punk/-noise duo, on which they once again sound a bit like Big Black going full electro, then joining forces with Primitive Calculators, armed with power tools instead of guitars.
Well... i like to discourage folks from mailing me physical copies of stuff for good reason, since in most cases all this amounts to is a tremendous waste of money and natural resources while digital files are way easier to dispose of. However, these seven inches of black PVC arriving at my doorstep from a duo based not that far away from... said doorstep, has quite a bit of unexpected class - propulsive synth punk in a manner you might currently associate with the likes of Le Prince Harry, Clarko, Powerplant or R. Clown, while those english lyrics straight from the Klaus Meine bargain bin just add to its kinda cute & campy DIY charme.
USA Nails - New Life Glen Schenau - Jhumble Salem Trials - Head On Rong Flat Worms - Terms of Visualization The Cowboy - El Poño Shepparton Airplane - What It's Worth Tom Lyngcoln - Trust Fun Metz - Acid Heads. - Push You out to Sea Macros - Salmon Shorts Uk Gold - Off Duty Nuns Brain Bagz - Hot Creepers Needs - Feeding the Mesolimbic Dopamine Reward Circuit Help - 2053
Side B
Tracklist:
Aus - Am Puls der Zeit Health Plan - Food Grief DeStructos - The Sight Knowso - Fucker Such As You Liiek - One Two Lithics - Beat Fall Nag - Polarize Clock Of Time - Rotten Master Permanent Collection - West Coast Fever Protomartyr - Michigan Hammers Scottibrains - Aristorats Keith Ival - Little Boy Gum Country - Somewhere
A new EP by Maestro Voltaire's second most prolific project Cells. Need i say more? Seven more gems of gloriously fucked up, blown out hardcore punk joy.
Another Berlin group whose members already made some waves elsewhere in the 12XUniverse, namely in Bands like Diät, Ausmuteants or Vexx, although Diät certainly are the closest match here in terms of sound - with a somewhat more pronounced 80s death rock vibe, maybe. Also there's some similarity to a slowed down incarnation of Pretty Hurts, Criminal Code or austrian colleagues Red Gaze.
Their debut EP a year ago already was an excellent racket, but what this group from Portland (i think) pulls off on their new full length is just plain awesome, a punchy as fuck piece of noise rock/postcore bliss of the highest caliber. Regarding their sound, they're certainly rooted in the present day, reminding me of acts like Tunic, Death Panels, John (timestwo), USA Nails, Girls In Synthesis. Athough this record doesn't exactly break new ground, as a genre piece - helped by every song having an elaborate and robust composition at its core - it succeeds at every step along the way. A perfect maelstrom of propulsive rhythms, wicked bass grooves, infernal noise eruptions and - as they already showcased early on their EP - a wisely measured and thus extra effective sense of melody, well capable of elevating all that drama to the next level.
A beautiful solo EP of well-crafted, ultra-classic oldschool indie rock that's just as much a throwback to late 80's, early 90's strumming - roughly in the neighborhood of Sebadoh, early Eric's Trip and some echoes of the C86 generation - as it is reminiscent of more contemporary stuff like Rat Columns, The Molds, Omi Palone or Ovlov.
A good time to finally delete all accounts. Twitter.inc must suffer. For that to happen, us and everybody we know needs to GTFO. Same goes for facebook, btw. There have been better, decentral, noncommercial alternatives for quite some time now. We just need to start using them.
Considering the Melbourne group's previous track record, i didn't expect their third full length to be anything less than superb... and surprise: This is yet another very strong record occupying a spot of their own in this particular niche at the junction of playful smartypants garage-, post- and art punk. Worthy new premium fodder for admirers of Uranium Club, Pinch Points, Reality Group... you might also find a bit of Sauna Youth or Patti in there.
Two delicious treats of endlessly charming highest quality DIY Punk by a group from Leeds, not too far off from other Television Personalities-influenced bands of recent times like Neutrals, Suburban Homes, Freak Genes.
An stunning second solo effort by some dude who simply knows what he's doing, having so far played in noise rock and postcore groups Pale Heads, The Nation Blue as well as the more folk leaning Lee Memorial and Harmony, among others. This record strongly veers toward the louder side of his discography while still adding a few new ingredients to the mix, covering a quite impressive spectrum including malancholy Wipers-esque post punk with hints of Red Dons or Nervosas, postcore of the rather melodic variety reminiscent, to varying degrees, of Meat Wave, Bloody Gears, Hot Snakes as well as some breathless garage energy á la Jackson Reid Briggs & The Heaters. Tons worth of larger than life drama, the songs to pull it of and a performance powerful enough to make you believe every single note.
