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Outta Style #5: Into The Unknown

So if you haven't figured it out yet, to kind of kickstart us writing more we've been doing prompts. This is just to kind of get the juice flowing and get us all in the habit of writing more (since we have been seriously behind lately). The kind of loose prompt we have is misconceptions about an album, genre, artist we had and what changed it. I've talked a little about my kind of never ending quest to try and be cool growing up (well I kind of skirted around it). Trying to find acceptance and trying to fit in where I just didn't kind of made me a little shit at points in my life and probably somewhat intolerable, constantly basing my opinions on what I thought others would approve of our shrink back at. I'm not proud of it. This lead to my definition of what's "punk" to be fairly small and close minded. Really when I look back now I basically lived in complete contrast to how I probably actually felt and to who I've grown into as a person. With my personality shrinking back in to pleasing myself and not others my music taste broadened and so did my definition of what is and isn't "punk".  

I've never really been one for that "AH-HA!" lightbulb moment where everything suddenly clicks and the clouds part and the sun is shining and IT ALL MAKES SENSE SUDDENLY! I don't think that really happens, or at least it doesn't for me. Usually things take a lot more time and regular exposure. Usually there is some sort of catalyst that starts me down the path though. Here's two albums that helped me down the path of thinking about music differently and usually more critically.


Devo: Q: Are We Not Men A: We Are Devo

I have no clue when I first heard this or why.  Ignorance is easy, especially when pertaining to an artist with a mainstream hit.  For a long time to me, Devo was that band that did that obnoxious song Whip It, totally not punk.  Devo may be the comparison to throw at any band that shows any quirkiness these days but for a long time I wasn't surrounded by the level of fandom that I am now.  To be honest I don't remember anyone growing up that was super into Devo, or if they were they never brought it up when talking about music.  This album kind of floored me though with how raw and aggressive it was under all that "weirdness".  Of course the songs that appealed to me first were the faster songs like Uncontrollable Urge and Slap Your Mammy but eventually I started to find myself gravitating to the more airy songs like Space Junk.  On top of making appreciate things that weren't just you know blazing fast power chords it helped me to start exploring into new wave a little more and finding the punk gems in there, stuff like the first B-52's album and Adam and the Ants' Kings of the Wild Frontier.  


Kraftwerk: Die Mensch-Maschine/The Man Machine

I don't know if this is exactly what started my obsession with synths or not.  Again it's always hard to pinpoint where certain obsessions start but this album definitely helped break me out of my idea of what a band could be.  I know I listened to stuff that wasn't traditional rock band set ups but usually did a good job of sounding like it.  Listening to the trends in mainstream music in the 90s it felt like the rock band was dying.  The idea of having a drummer, a bass player, a guitar player, and someone doing vocals seemed to be fading away and I think this lead me to dislike a lot of electronic music.  My sister was really into house music and other edm at the time and while I kind of found interest in it, straight out liking it would be betraying myself as a musician (or so I thought).  These people are just pressing buttons and there is no real musicianship in it (I told you I was insufferable).  I've realized that guitar music isn't going away anytime soon and that keyboards and laptops and everything else is not a threat and not the enemy.  I feel like The Man Machine is definitely the most accessible Kraftwerk album without any background to krautrock and electronic music in general.  It's more feels more constrained within the realms of the idea of a pop/rock "song".  This falls a little into what Daniel mentioned when talking about Amon Duul II, while there are moments of less concrete music and more soundscape feelings, there are an awful lot of melodies to latch onto and beats to nod your head rhythmically to.  The Model is still my favorite Kraftwerk song, the synth lines in it are all beautiful and constantly stuck in my head.  A lot of the other Kratwerk albums definitely took me longer to wrap my head around and appreciate since there wasn't always a melody for my mind to latch on to.  I do think it was this and Tubeway Army/ Gary Numan that really did start my interest into synthesizers and a lot more synth based music.

Anyways that's enough of the past, let's talk about the awesome records of the present!

  

Nachthexen – S/T 10”- A collection of their Other cassette and self titled 7”. A good way to get caught up with this band before their new 7” on Harbinger Sound. Nachthexen switch out a guitar player for a synth player who is pretty much playing leads the whole time. The drums propel everything with a super kick and snare heavy approach, super stompy yet upbeat and all around powerful. The bass rumbles on through filling in all the gaps and the singer gives a rather mordant delivery. Definitely killer stuff and highly recommended.

Spray Paint W/ Ben Mackie – A true meeting of minds. Spray Paint team up with Ben Mackie of Cuntz and it’s a dark moody mess. Reverb and feedback seem to seep out of every pore as you’d expect. I definitely like the B-Side Dumpster Buddies a little more due to it’s shifts in dynamics and very kind of droll vocal delivery. If you’re a fan of either band then there’s a pretty good chance you’ll dig this.

Chew / Rash: Split 7” – I was thinking that maybe I use the word scathing too much when I talk about bands. Scathing might be a little too light of a term when talking about this 7” anyways. It’s more so scalding, like getting a pot of boiling water thrown in your face. Hyper-aggressive and mean from start to finish. CHEW just blaze through leaving a trail of destruction and blown ear drums. Rash keep more of a middle pace but are not any less gnarly. High points – The scream at the beginning of Submission and the little guitar squeals on Bleeding Pigs.

Flesh World – Into The Shroud 12” – I have a hard time with this album because the song title Destination Moon just makes me want to listen to B-52s. Anyways this seems to be like the missing link between Flesh World’s more punky Self Titled EP and the more shoe gaze feeling The Wild Animals In My Life LP. This manages to be upbeat yet has that airy feel to it while not loosing it’s edge. It definitely has some Killing Joke vibes, especially the song Problem In The Youth Bulge. It’s hard to knock that first EP out of my favorite material by this band but this LP is slowly nudging it off.

Featured Release Roundup for September 26, 2017 b/w All Things to All People Vol. 22

Well, our “Turned Out a Punk” series on the Sorry State blogs were a big success, so we’re going to attempt to keep the ball rolling with another set of posts on a unified topic. This time around we’ll be talking about game-changing records… records that might have changed the way that you think about a scene or a genre and opened up new vistas in your listening habits. I’m actually going to talk about two different records that played this kind of role at two different points in my life.



The first record I want to talk about is the Koro 7”. Now, it probably seems obvious that this is a record I really like since Sorry State reissued it as one of our earliest releases, but more than just a good record it was really a catalyst for me getting into hardcore on a deeper level.

As I wrote about in my previous post, I spent my teen years in the mid- and late 90s testing out different tribal affiliations within the punk scene. While I listened almost exclusively to music that came out of the punk scene, it seemed like punk’s umbrella was much wider in those days, and around 1999 when I first heard Koro I was checking out everything from Converge and Cave In to youth crew revival to tougher bands like Right Brigade to melodic bands like Saves the Day, and I was also heavily interested in the nascent screamo scene with bands like Pg. 99 and City of Caterpillar. And parallel to all of this I was starting to get really into researching older bands and learning about music from the 70s and 80s. This was pre-social media, so I did most of my research with actual books. I remember John Savage’s book England’s Dreaming introduced me to a lot of stuff. I actually brought a copy with me the first time I went to England. I distinctly remember reading it on the plane, boning up on all of the ’77-era punk bands so that I would know what to look out for as I scoured the used bins. I believe that trip was in 1999, so vinyl was cheap and the 99p bins were overflowing with ’77-era punk singles. When I got back home and started going through them all—some I’d learned about from England’s Dreaming and other sources, and some I just bought because they looked cool—I started to get a sense of the depth of the ’77 punk scene and how many bands there were to check out once you scratched below the surface. I’m guessing that I probably heard my first Killed by Death compilation around this time as well, which made me realize that this wasn’t a phenomenon limited to the UK.

Around this time was when I first discovered the Kill from the Heart web site, which showed me that the depth I’d found in ’77-era punk extended well into the hardcore era (and, of course, I’ve since discovered that just about every music scene is full of similarly-sized rabbit holes). I’m not sure how the conversation got started, but eventually I started emailing with Chris, the main guy behind KFTH. He sent me a mix tape full of great early 80s hardcore, but the band that really stuck out for me was Koro, whose entire 7” was on the tape.

I wrote before about how Minor Threat was such a special band for me, and despite the fact that I’d heard plenty of other early 80s hardcore bands by that point no one quite did it for me like Minor Threat did. That is, until I heard Koro. It was even faster than Minor Threat, and if it wasn’t quite as tight then it was certainly close. These were songs that were performed at the speed with which my brain worked, and consequently filled me with a strange sense of comfort. While I recognized that the music was amazing pretty much right off the bat, once I delved deeper into the record I was only intrigued even more. The band was from Knoxville, Tennessee, which was not only in the south, but it was an even smaller city than Richmond, where I was living at the time, and the Norfolk / Virginia Beach area where I grew up. The lyrics had little of Minor Threat’s earnestness, instead dealing with kind of frivolous teenage topics (“Blap!”) or very dated political topics (“700 Club”). While one would think that these dated political topics would keep me from connecting with the record, truth be told they only intrigued me more. I grew up in the land of Pat Robertson (whose organization was headquartered in Virginia Beach) and The 700 Club was a show that I flipped past a million times when channel-surfing as a kid. Knowing that such a great piece of music grew out of a context that felt so incredibly familiar was a real rush.

After hearing Koro, it was pretty much on. The Koro EP was proof positive that there was gold in the boxes and boxes of used 7”s that littered pretty much every used record store that still existed, and I set about panning, using Kill from the Heart, print sources like old issues of Maximumrocknroll and the Flex guidebooks, illegal file sharing networks, and ebay as essential tools in my arsenal. For the next several years—honestly, for the next decade or more—it was all about diving as deep as possible and seeing what I could come up with. I would hear lots of gems over the next several years, but I can’t think of any record as perfect as that EP.



The second record I want to talk about is a more recent discovery, Amon Düül II’s Yeti LP, which I also wrote about in a previous edition of All Things to All People. In that post I struggled to articulate precisely what intrigued me so much about all of the Krautrock stuff that I was discovering, and when my friend Danny read that column he put it more succinctly and eloquently than I could: I was transitioning toward music that had a kind of cinematic scope. In other words, in retrospect I realize that the way I approached listening to music was very much grounded in the traditions of folk and pop music. In other words, I listened to music in order to sing along, and “digesting” records essentially meant memorizing them closely enough that I could sing along (or play air guitar or drums or whatever) and take a kind of participatory pleasure in experiencing the music. I still listen to plenty of music in that mode, but what Yeti in particular showed me is that there are other ways. It’s possible to surrender yourself to music, to let it take you wherever it wants to go. That pop listening mold is predicated on a kind of mastery… you have to learn the song—to tame it in a way—in order to listen to it in that way. However, listening to a record like Yeti is like just floating in a river or the ocean and letting the current take you wherever it may. The pleasure here is not in taming something outside of you, but of releasing what is inside of you, letting go of your ego so that you can experience what the musicians want you to experience.



While Yeti was the record that made me really crave this mode of listening, I think that getting really into Can prepped me for the experience of Yeti. Can’s music is strange in that it has the circularity of pop music and the linearity of this more “cinematic” music in equal measure. People often remark upon the “gradually evolving repetition” motif in their classic work, and I think that the repetition provided me a kind of safety net to fall back on as I became increasingly interested in that wider scope.



Anyway, once Yeti clicked with me I was all about finding this sensation in as much music as possible. It was like I had developed a new muscle that allowed me to do things I didn’t know were possible… listening to and appreciating music really are skills, and I had just upped my level. Entire categories of music were newly accessible to me, like jazz (70s Miles Davis has been a particular favorite, including both funkier stuff like On the Corner and more atmospheric things like Bitches Brew), soundtracks (including the Japanese artist J.A. Ceasar, one of my favorite recent discoveries), and prog (which, for all of its Krautrock-y tendencies, is ultimately the category that I would place Yeti into). I even came back to some records I already loved with fresh ears, like the psychedelic concept albums of the 60s. Previously I listened to records like Sgt Pepper’s or Arthur as collections of pop songs, but nowadays I appreciate the over-arching, album-level dynamics more. And when it comes to albums like the Pretty Things’ S.F. Sorrow or Pink Floyd’s early stuff where those album-level dynamics are even more important, I’m listening to and loving those records more than I ever have before.

Interestingly, this new way of listening has also pushed me toward a different attitudes toward discovering music. There was a kind of neuroticism to the way that I searched for 80s hardcore in the years after hearing Koro… the drive to hear everything created a nice little feedback loop with my naturally high anxiety level. That neuroticism has served me well in a lot of ways… honestly, a lot of Sorry State’s success has grown out of my insatiable desire to hear everything. By contrast, I’m not so worried about hearing every single Krautrock or jazz record. I know those are deep, deep rabbit holes, but I’m pretty much content just to enjoy whatever crosses my path. In order to pursue hardcore so single-mindedly I had to close myself off to a ton of great music, and nowadays I just want to be open and enjoy whatever the universe offers up to me.


Is anyone out there on Apple Music? Obviously Sorry State is vinyl-centric and sitting in front of my stereo with a vinyl record is still my preferred way of listening to music, but I listen to a lot of digital music as well. I’ve long preferred Apple Music over Spotify because it allows me to upload songs from my own library and fold them in with the songs on Apple’s service… I couldn’t rely solely on Spotify and not have access to all of the stuff that’s on my computer but not on that service. Anyway, enough shilling for Apple… they have enough of everyone’s money.

I bring up this topic because if anyone out there uses Apple Music and has upgraded to iOS 11, feel free to follow my profile @sorrystate and eavesdrop on what I’m listening to. Even better, let me follow you back! I’ve long been jealous of Spotify’s social features, so I’m eager to make some contacts on Apple Music and have some people introduce me to cool stuff I wouldn’t have heard otherwise.

In other Daniel news, I have a new band! We’re called Scarecrow. I play bass, Jeff from Skemäta plays guitar, Usman from Skemäta plays drums, and our friend Red (who hasn’t been in a band before) sings. Our first show is October 7 at the Bunker in Raleigh (Facebook event here). If you’re in the area you should try to make it… Haircut is killer and Bunker shows are always a good time.

The day after that I’ll be at the VG- Record Fair at Hardywood Brewery in Richmond slinging that hot wax. I’ll probably be very sleepy. Hopefully I can get someone to come with me so that we can trade off making coffee runs, and so that they can watch the table while I browse the other sellers’ wares!

No Love also has a few shows coming up. We’ll be playing with the Cowboys (which I’m very stoked about!) at the Pinhook in Durham on October 15 (Facebook event here). It sounds like we’ll also be getting to play with both C.H.E.W. and Trash Knife this fall as well, and I’m super stoked about both of those shows too. It’s shaping up to be a very punk-filled fall here in North Carolina.


C.H.E.W. / Rash: Split 7” (Slugsalt) Well, this is quite a corker… two of the best current bands from Chicago teaming up for a split 7”! C.H.E.W.’s material so far has pretty much blown me away, and these three songs do very little to change my mind about how great they are. This time around I’m not hearing the Rudimentary Peni-isms quite as much… the production is a little heavier and the playing is a little tighter and more straightforwardly hardcore, but there are plenty of little quirks for those of you who like it weird. The second track, “Submission,” in particular has some really cool, wild vocals that fly off the edges of the song’s rhythm and some wonky whiplash tempo changes that make my face erupt in a grin every time I hear them. As for Rash’s contribution, they give us two tracks that pretty much pick up where their recent releases left off. They’ve always played in the fertile area between hardcore and AmRep-style noise rock, but these two tracks are definitely a bit more on the hardcore end of the spectrum, albeit with the dense and rich textures of the best noise rock kept fully intact. You don’t see too many split 7”s in hardcore these days, but this one makes a great argument for the format. Highly recommended!

Major Conflict: S/T 7” (Antitodo) Reissue of this 1983 NYHC 7” which is probably most famous for being “the post-Urban Waste band.” If you’re coming to Major Conflict looking for Urban Waste you’ll be a bit disappointed as this simply isn’t nearly as raw or as feral as that record (but then again, how many records are?), but it’s a nice little vintage slice of NYHC nonetheless. The three tracks here are quite different from one another. It begins with an instrumental called “How Do Ya Feel” that’s built around a cool little metallic riff that reminds me quite a lot of the Abused, then segues into a mid-paced street punk song called “Outgroup,” which seems to me to betray the influence of punkier bands like Kraut and the Stimulators, or perhaps even Subliminal Seduction-era Heart Attack. On the b-side you get a lengthier song that seems more Bad Brains-influenced, particularly the epic, “Right Brigade”-esque mosh part. While it’s kind of weird that the three tracks are so different from one another, this 7” really works, and even if it doesn’t quite make that top tier of NYHC alongside Antidote, the Abused, Urban Waste, et al, it’s solidly in the second tier alongside bands like Crucial T, the Mob, and the Nihilistics, and if you’re familiar with those records (all of them rippers) you know that’s no slight. And of course Antitodo has already established a reputation for doing great quality repro editions, so you shouldn’t worry yourself on that front.

Flesh World: Into the Shroud 12” (Dark Entries) Well, the new Flesh World album is finally here. They’ve shifted labels for this one, moving from the world of small DIY hardcore labels (their previous releases were on La Vida Es Un Mus and Iron Lung) to Dark Entries, who are honestly probably a better fit for their sound. When there’s a change in labels there’s usually some corresponding changes in the music, and that’s the case to an extent here. Flesh World are still writing brilliant pop songs, and structurally the songs on Into the Shroud are very much of a piece with the band’s earlier work, though honestly I think the melodies are more memorable and the arrangements much more dynamic and interesting. The main difference is that they’ve scaled back radically on the noise. While Into the Shroud is probably still a fairly noisy record by indie rock standards, if you loved their previous releases you’ll immediately notice how much cleaner this record is, which is hardly a bad thing, just a noticeable difference. Flesh World have always reminded me a bit of Lush, and the transition from The Wild Animals in My Life to Into the Shroud is not unlike Lush’s transition from their earlier, more chaotic stuff to the more streamlined pop of Lovelife. I love both periods of Lush, and I’m fully on board with this new phase of Flesh World. If you enjoyed this band’s earlier stuff I strongly recommend this new one as well.

Spray Paint & Ben Mackie: Friendly Moving Man 7” (12XU) Not a split release, but a collaborative 7” between these two artists. I’ve heard Ben Mackie’s group Cuntz (even seen them live once), but I’m not sure if his reverb-drenched vocals are going to be enough of a selling point for the legions of Cuntz fans out there. It’s unclear if he did more than sing on this 7”, but I do feel like there could be a little bit of Cuntz’s noise rock injected into Spray Paint’s sound for this release… it’s hard to say for sure. However, if you’re coming at this release from the Spray Paint end of things I dare say you’ll be very pleased. Spray Paint are one of the most unique-sounding bands out there… it’s hard to say precisely what it is that sets them apart, but they have such a unique voice as a band that you can hear just a couple of notes and immediately know that it’s them. The a-side in particular is extremely quirky, and it’s the kind of song that it’s hard to imagine anyone other than Spray Paint managing to capture on tape. The only bad thing I can say about the record is that it feels like it’s over before it starts, but if you’re interested in this odds are you have a stack of Total Punk 7”s in your collection that you could say the same thing about, so no biggie.

Performing Ferret Band: S/T 12” (Beat Generation) Reissue of this UKDIY LP from 1980, and it’s a real gem. I don’t claim to be the most knowledgeable about this particular scene, but it’s crazy to me that something as good as this could fly under my radar for so long. Sonically, this is just about as on the nose as the UKDIY sound gets… take some bits from the early Fall catalog, add in some of the vibe from genre classics like Desperate Bicycles or the Homosexuals and you should be pretty much in the ballpark as to what this sounds like. It also bears an almost uncanny resemblance to the Total Punk band Suburban Homes in places… I’m not sure if they’re a conscious influence on Suburban Homes or not, but I think it’s pretty much guaranteed that if you like one band’s records you’ll really like the other’s as well (unless, of course, you strictly avoid either new or old bands). For me, a lot of the pleasure of UKDIY music is in the way that they balance their poppier impulses with their more experimental ones, and Performing Ferret Band have pretty much the perfect mix for me. So, if this style if up your alley you know what to do…

Reptoides: Nueva Especie 7” (World Gone Mad) 2nd 7” from this Mexican band, not to be confused with Andy Human & the Reptoids from California, who are an entirely different group. If you liked what they did the first time around I’m pretty sure you’ll be on board with this as well, as it continues in a similar vein. As before (and as with their labelmates in Haldol) there’s a distinct Rudimentary Peni influence here, which manifests itself in the claustrophobic, chorus-y guitar tone and the general sense of dread, but like Peni they also manage to pull hook after hook out of this rather imposing shell. I can see fans of Blazing Eye being super into this as well, but it also reminds me of some of the more out-there Japanese punk and hardcore sounds by bands like G.I.S.M. or Mobs. I haven’t seen Reptoides getting a ton of hype in the US, but maybe it’s about time that changed because this—like their last EP—is totally killer.

Beyond Peace: S/T 7” (Hard Art) Debut 7” from this band out of Iowa. We had their demo a while back, but they really made an impression when I saw them live a few weeks ago. Like a lot of bands from off-the-beaten-path locales, Beyond Peace don’t sound totally in sync with the hottest trends in the underground today, but as someone who is naturally attracted to bands that fall between the cracks I think that’s an asset rather than a drawback. The foundation here is definitely straightforward 80s USHC, and it’s fast, raw, and gruff in all the right ways. The vibe is somewhat earnest and political in a way that reminds me both of 90s bands like Crudos or Born Against and 80s bands like Articles of Faith or Everything Falls Apart / Metal Circus-era Husker Du. And like all of those bands, Beyond Peace are musically adventurous as well; while they can write a mid-paced part worthy of any NYHC band (“Wearing Thin”) they can also dish out some jaggedly beautiful lead lines that could have come from Articles of Faith’s Give Thanks LP (“Big Man”). If the above references intrigue you I would highly encourage you to check this out, as Beyond Peace pretty much precisely fit my definition of real hardcore.

UVTV: Go Away 7” (Emotional Response) Latest 4-song EP from this Florida band who have quietly been maturing into one of the most distinctive punk bands out there. To me, UVTV’s music sounds like a hardcore-informed take on C86 pop like the Shop Assistants… in other words, while they have the sprightliness and heft of a band like Brain F≠, but their dreamy vocals, pop songwriting chops, and distinct Ramones influence seem to come from the mid-80s UK (which they kind of confirm here with a cover tune by the Primitives). Punk with dreamy vocals is a pretty untapped well—the only bands I can think of that do it as well as UVTV are Flesh World and Earth Girls, both of whom who have a very different overall vibe—which serves to UVTV’s advantage because they sound so totally fresh. I’m not sure why the hype machine hasn’t latched onto this band yet, but maybe someone should take some initiative and get that started. Or just pick this up and enjoy your own little secret.

ISS: Endless Pussyfooting 12” (Erste Theke Tontraeger) So, I wrote a description of this back when it was a tape and then the label actually used it as the generic marketing description for the vinyl release, so obviously I like this a lot. However, I thought I’d write something again since this record has only grown in my esteem since the tape version came out. I wrote before (and other people like Vincent have also mentioned) that the sampling-based technique that ISS uses is totally awesome, but I feel like the focus on their technique—which admittedly, is pretty exciting—detracts attention away from how absolutely brilliant these songs are. Sure, it’s fun to unpack all of the references and try to identify all of the samples, but these songs would be great no matter what instruments were used to create them. There’s such a mastery of songwriting, lyric-writing, arrangement, and production on display here that it honestly makes a lot of the other music that I listen to look bad by comparison. However, even if you don’t come to this as some kind of grand artistic achievement (and believe me, I think that’s the last thing ISS wants anyway), these are just great, fun pop songs that you can sing along to with the windows down on a warm summer day… indeed, the fact that they function so well as pop songs is exactly what makes them so great. So, at the risk of continuing to not make any sense, I’m going to wrap this up and say that it’s one of my favorite things in the world right now and that you should probably check it out if you haven’t already.

B.D.: Over 30 Singles 12” (Emotional Response) 30(!!!)-track compilation from this long-running California punk band. I’m not sure if we’ve carried every single B.D. / Bad Daddies record, but I’ve checked in with them often over the years and this band is always doing something surprising. That eclecticism is very much on display here, as songs waver between hardcore, 90s-style noise-rock and straight up pop-punk. I suppose that if I had to draw a common thread to all of the music collected here, it’s that there’s a very 90s sensibility at work, both in that a lot of the genres that B.D. dabble in sound kind of retro and in the eclecticism itself, which is jarring within the context of the current scene, where bands seem very hesitant to step outside a narrow range of influences. While there is a metric ton of awesome music here, I think my favorite thing about Over 30 Singles might be the zine booklet, which is super thick and features detailed contextualizations of every track here (and, crazily enough, many others that aren’t compiled here!) and interviews with each individual member of the band. Everything about this package is really overwhelming, but in kind of a neat way. I think one of the reasons that a lot of modern punk feels so disposable is because the audience has so little time to make room for more / richer media content in our lives. However, Over 30 Singles is a throwback to when records were one of your key media resources and not only did bands try to convey as much information as possible, but also the audience also spent a lot of time digesting all of that information. So, while it’ll definitely take some work to make time for this given the lifestyles we live nowadays, there are corresponding rewards for your expenditure of time.

All New Arrivals
Chris Bell: I Am the Cosmos 12" (Omnivore)
Mogwai: Every Country's Son 12" (Temporary Residence)
Twin Peaks: Music from the Limited Event Series OST 12" (Rhino)
METZ: Strange Peace 12" (Rhino)
Various: Warfaring Strangers: Acid Nightmares 12" (Numero Group)
The Afghan Whigs: Up with It 12" (Sub Pop)
The Afghan Whigs: Congregation 12" (Sub Pop)
The Afghan Whigs: Uptown Avondale 12" (Sub Pop)
Satyricon: Deep Calleth Upon Deep 12" (Napalm)
Godspeed You! Black Emperor: Luciferian Towers 12" (Constellation)
Tortür: No Surrender, No Survivors 7" flexi (self-released)
Amgdala: Population Control 12" (Dead Tank)
Meatwound: Trash Apparatus 7" (Dead Tank)
Vacancy: Empty Head cassette (Dead Tank)
Lunglust: War at Home 7" (Dead Tank)
Lunglust: War at Home cassette (Dead Tank)
Mrtex / Kelut: Split LP 12" (Dead Tank)
DS-13: Umea Hardcore Forever 12" (Havoc)
Kaaos: Riistinnaulittu Kaaos 12" (Havoc)
Major Conflict: S/T 7" (Antitodo)
Flesh World: Into the Shroud 12" (Dark Entries)
Mr. Wrong: Babes in Boyland 12" (Water Wing)
Pikacyu-Makoto: Galaxilympics 12" (Upset the Rhythm)
Chain & the Gang; Experimental Music 12" (Radical Elite)
Neon: Neon / Nazi Schatzi 7" (Water Wing)
Wolves in the Throne Room: Thrice Woven 12" (Artemesia)
Dorothy Ashby: Hip Harp / On a Minor Groove 12" (Doxy)
Flower Travellin Band: Satori 12" (Phoenix)
Flower Travellin Band: Anywhere 12" (Phoenix)
Harald Grosskopf: Synthesist 12" (Bureau B)
Performing Ferret Band: S/T 12" (Beat Generation)
Genius / GZA: Liquid Swords 12" (Universal)
Chaos UK: One Hundred Percent Two Fingers in the Air Punk Rock 12" (Harbinger Sound)
Nachthexen: S/T 10" (Harbinger Sound)
Voigt/465: Slights Still Unspoken 12" (Mental Experience)
Atelier du Mal: Noblesse Oblige 12" (Mannequin)
Silverhead: S/T 12" (Vinilissimo)
Osiris: S/T 12" (Pharaway)
Aragorn: Night Is Burning 12" (Sommor)
Bruno Spoerri & Reto Weber: The Sound of UFOs 12" (We Release Whatever the Fuck We Want)
Bruno Spoerri: Voice of Taurus 12" (We Release Whatever the Fuck We Want)
Pretty Things: Parachute 12" (Madfish)
Pretty Things: SF Sorrow 12" (Madfish)
C.H.E.W. / Rash: Split 7" (Slugsalt)
Spray Paint & Ben Mackie: Friendly Moving Man b/w Dumpster Buddies 7" (12XU)
USA/Mexico: Laredo 12" (12XU)

Restocks
Broken Bones: A Single Decade 12" (Havoc)
Final Conflict: Keep It in the Family 7" (Havoc)
Sacrilege: Time to Face the Reaper 12" (Havoc)
Willful Neglect: S/T + Justice for No One 12" (Havoc)
Blitz: Voice of a Generation 12" (Radiation)
Blitz: All Out Attack 7" (Ugly Pop)
Newtown Neurotics: Beggars Can Be Choosers 12" (Nada Nada Discos)
Partisans: S/T 12" (Havoc)
Wretched: Libero E Selvaggio 12" (Agipunk)
Against Me: Reinventing Axl Rose 12" (No Idea)
John Coltrane & Alice Coltrane: Cosmic Music 12" (Superior Viaduct)
Dicks: Kill from the Heart 12" (Alternative Tentacles)
King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard: Flying Microtonal Banana 12" (Flightless)
King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard: I'm Your Mind Fuzz 12" (Castleface)
King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard: Quarters 12" (Castleface)
Thee Oh Sees: Mutilator Defeated at Last 12" (Castleface)
Radioactivity: S/T 12" (Dirtnap)
Radioactivity: Silent Kill 12" (Dirtnap)
Rubella Ballet: Ballet Bag 12" (Dark Entries)
Sonic Youth: Evol 12" (Goofin')
Spits: 19 Million AC 12" (Slovenly)
Spits: First Self-titled 12" (Slovenly)
Spits: S/T 12" (Slovenly)
Spits: Third Album 12" (Slovenly)
The Fall: Slates 10" (Superior Viaduct)
King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard: Nonagon Infinity 12" (ATO)
Wicked Lady: The Axeman Cometh 12" (Guersson)
Wicked Lady: Psychotic Overkill 12" (Guersson)
Bad Brains: S/T 12" (ROIR)
Brand New: Deja Entendu 12" (Triple Crown)
Brand New: I Am a Nightmare 12" (Triple Crown)
Electric Wizard: Dopethrone 12" (Rise Above)
Hatebreed: Satisfaction Is the Death of Desire 12" (Victory)
Joey Bada$$: All Amerikkkan Bada$$ 12" (Cinematic)
Parquet Courts: Light Up Gold 12" (What's Your Rupture?)
Power Trip: Manifest Decimation 12" (Southern Lord)
Run the Jewels: S/T 12" (Mass Appeal)
Run the Jewels: RTJ 3 12" (Mass Appeal)
Slayer: Show No Mercy 12" (Metal Blade)
Swans: Filth 12" (Young God)
C.H.E.W. / Penetrode: Split cassette (Slugsalt)

Life of Waste: Doc. 1

Introduction:

Sup, everyone? My name is Eric Chubb, and I'm thrilled to join the Sorry State team. Getting an opportunity to work at my favorite store is extremely humbling (to say the least). But enough of the sappy stuff, here's a little about me:

I recently moved to Raleigh from Greensboro where I had been living for about 6 years. However, I was born and raised in the Washington, D.C. suburb of Falls Church, VA. It was during my time in Greensboro that I played in my first touring bands, started booking shows, and put out too many cassettes to count. It was also during this time that I met Daniel, Jeff and Seth. Our bands would play together often and Sorry State put out my band's demo back in 2013 (or something like that).

There were a few reasons for my departure from Greensboro, however the biggest reason was to be closer to my partner here in Raleigh. Love is wild! So, for the past few months I have been bouncing around working different jobs (one of which was as a butcher, which I soon discovered was not the trade for me), exploring the town and finding ways to make Raleigh my new home. Don't get me wrong, I end up driving my ass down 40 west to Greensboro at least once a week for band practice or to see friends or whatever, but I'm definitely getting my sea legs here in Raleigh.

NOVA beginnings:

As for my introduction to punk, I owe most of my musical upbringing to my older brother, Cory. I have a very distinct memory of Cory listening to Green Day's Warning on CD when I was about 7, and I thought it was the coolest thing in the world that they said "fuck" in the song "Minority." That's my go-to story when people ask me about how I got into punk (and Green Day is still my favorite band tbh). During my early teenage years, I'd always tag along with my brother (in our parents Dodge Ram conversion van that they would let Cory use) to his band's gigs around town at community centers or in someone's mom's basement. Moving forward, I'm not sure how it happened, but it was this time that I became obsessed with street punk. I think for my 11th birthday I had requested a Casualties CD (if I remember correctly it was Die Hards?), which Cory reluctantly got for me even though he thought it was some street punk BS. I jammed that freakin' CD almost every day of middle school!

As I got older and Cory moved away for college, I began to dive a little deeper into punk and hardcore. As you can imagine being from a D.C. suburb, bands like Minor Threat and Bad Brains were huge for me. Cory had burned me a copy of Bad Brains S/T on CD that soon became one of my most listened to albums. Once I was old enough for my parents to let me take the metro into the city I started getting more into the local scene, where (at the time) bands like Coke Bust and Sick Fix reigned supreme. Punk houses like The Corpse Fortress and the 3rd St. Co-op were where I spent a lot of time smoking cigarettes and getting into trouble.


Me drumming for the Feed in 2009(?). 

Throughout my high school years I was playing in a kinda screamy punk band (we were once described as Pg. Ninety-Nirvana, if that paints a picture...). Once some of us got drivers licenses we were able to drive into the city to play shows and met a lot of my friends who I'm still close with today. Below is a link to our tape that we put out in 2010:

I think I was very lucky that my parents had a strange trust in punk and understood it as a good influence on me (for better or worse). For instance, my friend Paul and I would take the metro into the city on a school night when we were 15 to go see a basement show somewhere in northeast and my parents generally had the attitude of, "as long as you wake up for school tomorrow we don't care." So, I was able to get away with more than a lot of other punks my age did. My parents were so supportive of my love of music that on occasion I would lie to my parents and say I was going to a show, but instead go to some dumb high school party around the corner because I knew they would ask WAY more questions about that (sorry, Ma!). I still feel kinda guilty about that...

North Carolina:

After graduating from high school in 2011, almost all of my friends moved to Richmond (it was just the thing you did if you were into punk and wanted to get away from NOVA) and I made a bold decision to move to Greensboro to attend Guilford College. In my first year or two of college I spent most of my time on campus. I would go to a show here and there, but it took a while for me to finally put myself out there and start a new band. At the time there was show house in Greensboro called the Buttery Day Ranch where most of the DIY gigs happened in town (or at least the ones I was interested in). After a while of meeting people and pestering them to play music with me, I played in my first band since moving called Holder's Scar. It was also around this time that I began booking shows for my friends' bands when they would come through town in an attempt to recreate the thriving hardcore punk scene I grew up in. Not too long after Holder's Scar had put out our demo, I got together with some new friends in town to start a band called Wriggle. Wriggle was a fun band for me because it sounded way different than anything I had ever played before and opened up a lot of avenues to explore new music.

As the years went by, my friends and I started a DIY space in Greensboro where we would practice and host shows. Moreover, my roommates and I would host shows in our TINY living room that could hardly fit twenty people. I started more bands (ie. Bad Eric, Menthol, Louse, and too many other short lived projects to count) and was able to book tours by cashing in on favors from out of town bands that I booked in Greensboro. Looking back on it, it feels like I was on tour for about half of the year in 2016 (wild times). Recently, I have been taking a breather from booking and touring to focus on other facets of my life, but dang I miss traveling around and playing gigs with my friends. Here's hoping to get back on the road in 2018!


Bad Eric live at The Neo Tokyo Command Center (my living room) in May of 2015. Photo by Kyra Collins.

Most of those old Greensboro bands broke up, but I have a few new projects in the works that I'm sure I'll share with y'all in future posts :)

Thanks for reading! Seeing as this is my first blog post with Sorry State, I wanted to keep it relatively brief and just share a little about who I am and where I come from. When reading over this post before I publish it, I feel like there is so much room to expand, but perhaps I'll share more stories another time.

Next time I'll include some record reviews and anecdotes about gigs and other events coming up.

Cya soon,

E. Chubb

 

Live Fast Jeff Young: Vol. 5 - Time Flies When You Live Fast (My Turned Out a Punk Story)

What's up Sorry Staters?

So as you might have noticed, the concerted effort to deliver consistent blog posts has sort of faltered from most of us over here at Sorry State.  For me, this lack of blog content is due in part to it being such a busy summer, both at the store and in my personal life.  Also though, I feel like when I sit down to write these things that I want to have a theme or focused conversational piece in mind beyond just reviewing records.  At our last staff meeting, Daniel made the suggestion of providing "prompts" for each blog post, in which each of us write our own take on a topic.  I'll be honest, the suggestion of adding structure like that to my blog sort of makes me feel like I'm writing essays for college again and like I have an assignment to complete. But who knows? Maybe doing things this way will give me the kick in the ass I need to knock out these blog posts.

So what's our first prompt?  Perhaps you're familiar with Damian from Fucked Up's podcast Turned Out A Punk, in which Damian interviews different musicians and personalities about how they got into punk.  We figured everyone here at SSR could do the same, and we could each contribute our own little narrative about how punk music totally ruined us!  Totally kidding, but I'm not going to sit here and pretend my own story is nearly as interesting as Mackie from Blitz or Fat Mike or something... Still, I'll try to make my journey into punk not too long-winded and hopefully you'll get a kick out of it.  Here we go:

 I. Hair Metal Beginnings


My dad circa the early '80s.

When I think about the reason I got into punk, it's not as if one particular life event or epiphany occurred that left me forever changed.  I think it's been a gradual plunge deeper and deeper into understanding why adopting "punk" as an identity or cultural perspective has always been attractive to me.  Without sounding overly dramatic, I think punk resembling something socially subversive has always sort of vibed with my natural disposition.  But it wasn't always that way, and that's not to say I didn't have help from significant people in my life.  For starters, I always grew up around music.  My dad (Jeff Sr.) is also a guitar player, but his sensibilities sort of fall more under the umbrella of the era when 70s hard rock slowly started morphing into 80s heavy metal.  Ozzy's first couple solo records with Randy Rhoads were drilled into my brain as a major staple and mark of excellence as it related to progressing on guitar. Which is cool, don't get me wrong!  But I can clearly remember discovering some of the heavier CDs in my Dad's collection and gravitating toward them.  In my middle school years, I soon abandoned Motley Crue and Dokken and was much more into Metallica and Slayer.  

II. The Peak of Good Living

As much I'd like to say I grew up in Raleigh, I actually lived in Apex, NC, which is a suburb about 20 minutes away.  I remember attending Apex High School and realizing I'd already committed social suicide by not wearing boat shoes or a North Face jacket.  For whatever reason, the peer group I ended up identifying with were the future delinquents and burnouts of Apex High.  I think I fit in with some of these kids because I was into skateboarding, which I viewed as an even further extension of my social otherness.  At this point, I was about 14 and had become pretty familiar with a good portion of the Epitaph catalog, mainly through skate videos and because bands like The Offspring were still putting out new CDs.  I think myself and a lot of these freakier kids were bored in a town like Apex.  And while the town's motto is the "peak of good living," my adolescence in Apex is chock full of some juicy suburban legend.  Across Highway 64, within walking distance of my house, there was an abandoned, run-down Winn Dixie grocery store that remained vacant for years.  A lot of my "friends" that I previously mentioned broke into the building, designating it as a place to hang out.  Lots of these kids would skip school and go inside the abandoned building to go have sex or do drugs.  I still vividly remember walking inside for the first time and there being a dusty, old futon and used condoms littered on the concrete floor.  So what did my skater friends and I do?  We would hang out and skateboard there all the time.  A big pastime in this germ farm was to spray paint on the walls.  I still can visualize the image of a previous graffiti artist's adorning the wall with four huge black bars. My naive 14-year-old self would not learn that it was a Black Flag logo until some time later.

III. My Partner In Crime


Me at about 15. 

Sorry to give so much background, but here's where it all starts: one of my skate rat buddies in the group mentioned above was my best friend in high school.  Randy was the kind of friend who wouldn't ask if he could come over, he instead would just follow me inside my house after school -- no questions asked.  I don't think the conversation was as simple as, "Hey, wanna be punks, dude?", but I cite Randy's importance because we got into punk together.  I'm not sure if we discovered punk bands through Tony Hawk's Pro Skater or what, but it is funny revisiting now and realizing how crazy it is that "Lexicon Devil" by the Germs is in a fucking video game.  At the time bands like The Casualties and A Global Threat were still really popular and played locally fairly often.  The first time I went to a "street punk show," for lack of a better classification, Randy and I both still had shaggy hair and wore baggy skateboard shirts.  Not long after absorbing the atmosphere of people standing shoulder-to-shoulder uniformed with charged hair and studded-out clothing, Randy and I quickly got our hands on some secondhand leather jackets.  With our limited resources for discovering new music, Randy and I would kind of egg each other on with a fun competition of, "Dude, how have you not heard this band yet?"  I feel like some of my formative musical discoveries occurred just sitting around with Randy.  We would clumsily sew and stud our leathers and other clothing, alternating between punk bands we'd never heard, and then listening to The Specials and other selections from Randy's dad's reggae record collection.  My punk makeover was more or less fully realized over one summer. I showed up with my new look for the first day of sophomore year of high school and most of my delinquent friends would no longer talk to me. Posers!

IV. Some Old Punks Wear Sweaters

At about 15 years old, which was when my interest in punk and change of fashion sense became a worrisome discussion amongst my family members, is when my uncle (also named Jeff) confided in me that he was a punk rocker in the late 70s.  To which I of course responded, "Yeah right!"  Mind you, my Uncle Jeff is now a sweater-wearing state employee working with the NC art museum department.  But when he revealed to me that he still had a small chunk of his punk record collection hidden away somewhere, I was proven wrong.  Perhaps one of the more significant turning points in this story is that my Uncle Jeff proceeded to graciously give me his entire punk record collection.  It would take me a while to digest everything he gave me that day in the months to come.  While I personally think he looks back not so fondly on his punk days, I loved pretty much everything I heard from that stack of records.  Uncle Jeff lived in Ohio during his punker phase and was therefore a huge Dead Boys fan.  He had the first two Dead Boys records, a lot of staples like Sex Pistols and Clash records, but also had records that would take me time to understand like Wire's Pink Flag, which is now one my favorite records.  He also gave me the leather jacket I'm pictured wearing in the photo above (it was a plain black jacket when I got it.)

V. DIY Made Me Shave My Mohawk

 By about 2006, Randy and I would still frequent street punk shows.  Neither of us could drive at the time and most of these shows weren't nearby, sometimes happening at clubs in cities like Charlotte, which was 3 hours from us.  We also had no awareness that a DIY punk scene in Raleigh even existed at the time.  Randy and I were the only punks at Apex High who looked the way we did, but we did meet other kids at our high school that we later found out were part of a forum group called NC Punk Online.  A lot of these kids seemed more like general weirdos and hippie types than they were uniformly punk.  One of those kids later invited me to see this new movie American Hardcore that was playing at an indie theater in North Raleigh.  I had no idea what "hardcore" meant at the time, but needless to say, this movie opened a whole new world of interest for me.  I remember watching the documentary and finding the parts with SSD offputting and Jack Grisham talking about his grave-robbing being really scary, but I was totally transfixed.  After seeing that movie, I immediately ran out to Coconuts Music.  All on the same day I bought CD's of the Minor Threat discography, Black Flag Damaged, and the first Bad Brains and heard them all the way through for the first time.  That was a good day.

For a short period, I still made no real distinction between the street punk shows I went to and the hardcore punk I was becoming obsessed with.  I remember I still rocked my leather jacket, but it now had a Minor Threat back patch (which is still on there).  But this new group of freaks I had met would tease me about attending street punk shows relentlessly!  Eventually I was convinced to go to smaller shows in Raleigh.  I remember some of the first shows I went to were at a place called Sadlack's (RIP), where the bands would play outside beneath an awning and anyone off the street could just walk up and watch.  More than I remember the bands, I mainly recall being approached by an overwhelming group of new faces wanting to meet the "fresh meat," i.e. ME. A lot of the people who played in the bands and helped book the shows in Raleigh are still my close friends, and the idea that this small group of people was making these gatherings happen was a revelation to me.  Even though I liked the music, I realized that a lot of these "punk" shows that were in clubs I had been attending were really just like going to a hard rock show.  


Double Negative at some house show. Daniel and I are right next to each other but I don't think we had even met yet.

I had gone to a handful of shows in Raleigh, but some of the most memorable shows I went to that were proper hardcore shows were at this retro-fitted bike shop in Durham called Bull City Headquarters, or BCHQ.  Granted, I was late to the game. I didn't see Daniel's band Cross Laws for the first time until their last show, and I believe Wasted Time also played that show.  At my first few hardcore shows, I had no idea what band I would be watching at any given moment -- it was all an exhilarating blur, but I remember being blown away.  I probably stuck out like a sore thumb because I was still transitioning out of my decidedly-punk-looking phase.  One particular show at BCHQ that really stands out was in late 2007.  I rode in the back of some older street punk's car along with Randy and my friend Arwen in the back seat.  I was 16 and never met the dude driving before, and I remember feeling nervous when we stopped to get beer on the way.  The flyer for the show had only 4 bands listed, which were Born Bad, Socialcide (who had Brandon Ferrel on drums that night), Double Negative, and it was Devour's first proper show.  I don't know if it was just a killer show and the energy in the room inspired spontaneity, but other bands just randomly played, including Logic Problem and then Government Warning played a surprise set, who I had never heard before.  GW opened with "Arrested" and the crowd exploded. A minute in, I caught an elbow to the face and blood poured down my face.  I had an instinct to run back to the bathroom, but instead I got caught up in the mass of bodies and just raged with my bloody nose.  


Crowd photo at BCHQ.  I'm off to the left, try and spot me!

I decided not long after attending a few shows that this type of punk was what I was looking for, so I immediately retired my leather jacket and shaved my head.  I also wanted a piece of it. After I graduated high school in summer of 2009, I had a mission to start a hardcore band that was at least close to being on par with the great bands I'd witnessed.  Stripmines started playing shows a couple months later.  Pre-every killer hardcore record being on Youtube, meeting people in the scene after Stripmines started playing shows is how I was exposed to a lot of more obscure punk.  I remember Matt from Stripmines showing me Bastard for the first time and losing my mind.  And I would just be blown away by bands that my new friends would show me constantly!  It was exciting.  

Here's a video of Stripmines at our last show, still one of the funnest sets I've ever played.  Good view of my sober butt in shorts:

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Welp, I guess it was kinda long-winded after all.  I don't have too much more to say.  I've continued to play in band after band since Stripmines, and the pattern continues!  I don't really know what else to do with myself!  

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Alright, now let's talk about some records:

ISS: Endless Pussyfooting 12" - I'm not sure if I didn't properly digest this LP upon first listen or if shifting the medium from cassette to vinyl allowed me to listen more attentively, but I'm only now realizing how fantastic this record is.  What's funny is that I imagine if someone were to pitch to me the concept behind ISS to for the first time, which is a two-piece collaboration who makes new compositions out of punk drum samples, I would probably naturally respond with, "That sounds terrible!"  Well, lemme tell ya, this crow tastes pretty good.  I feel like listening to this Endless Pussyfooting from start to finish is an enveloping experience.  The sonic experimentation, use of sampling, dynamics, and especially the sequencing of tracks are all right on the nuggets.  Also, while I think the songwriting is catchy and top-notch, everything about ISS is genuinely pretty funny.  PS, correct me if I'm wrong but I'm pretty sure the pick slide in "Endless Drip" is from lifted from the beginning "Hit The Lights" by Metallica.

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Suck Lords: Demo CS - Super raw, super fast, super pissed first release from this new Portland hardcore band.  This demo definitely falls under the category of my recently adopted motto of "I'm so glad bands are playing fast again."  This recording is honestly pretty sloppy, but I kinda like that.  It has urgency.  Somewhere between the speed of Deep Wound and the snottiness of JFA, I'm digging Suck Lords' vibe.

U-nix: Demo CS - What the fuck is up with Portland lately?  I used to mainly associate that region with crusty raw punk bands, but between this and Suck Lords it seems like there's a new crop of kids that just want to crank out classic, ripping USHC.  U-nix seems like maybe they've ingested some of the midwestern hardcore sensibilities, kind of reminding of bands like Ooze.  There are moments on this demo that get really noisy and chaotic that also kind of make me think of the Void demos.  Killer.

Silverhead: S/T 12" - Let's face it, sometimes you just need some old fashioned rock 'n' roll!  If any of you read one of my earlier blog posts, you'll know that I had been on a 70's glam rock kick as of late.  I think I find this era of rock so addictive in part because of the lush vocal hooks, and Silverhead is no exception.  I had never really heard of Silverhead until Daniel informed me that we would be getting the reissue of their first record in our next Forced Exposure shipment.  Since hearing it recently, I've been spinning to this LP constantly. It's funny because Silverhead was part of the whole UK glam scene, but more than some of their contemporaries, I detect a healthy dose of southern rock flavor.  Not unlike T. Rex, some of the slower songs straight up sound like they could be Skynyrd ballads -- choir-esque backup vocals and all.  Some serious hot tracks on this under-the-radar rock record.

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Not much else to talk about.  Hopefully I'll get in another post or two before Skemäta sets off for tour.  While I'm here though, I have a new project called Scarecrow with Daniel and our first show is coming up.  Check it out:

10/7 - HAIRCUT @ THE BUNKER

That'll do it for this round.  Thanks for reading!

'Til next time,

-Jef Lep

Outta Style #3 or 4. I've already lost count. Turned Out A Punk Edition

This is kind of the rough story of how I became a punk, or maybe I was always a punk at heart? Well this is how I became involved with punk which lead to me being involved with Sorry State, which then lead to me writing this.  A warning, my memory is complete garbage and the fact that I was able to remember this much impressed me.  I tried to fact check dates but yeah some stuff might actually be out of order.  Also maybe this isn't exactly how things happened but it's what I remember. 

1994-1997

The first real memories I have involving anything with "punk" go back to the early 90s.  My family had huge parties every labor day that were just insanity.  Hundreds of people at the tiny three room a-frame house in the middle of the woods that we were residing in at the time.  Most of the time I was too young to really partake in a lot of the fun minus the pinewood derby racing tournament that happened every year.  Somehow I remember meeting a kid who shared a name with a famous baseball player and we became friends.  He lived like two towns over so we didn't hang out a lot, but every once and a while my parents would drop me off over there to hang out.  I remember seeing MTV for the first time at his house (I'm pretty sure this must have been late 1993/early 1994 because this was the fist time I had heard Snoop Dogg's Who Am I).  Anyways I remember him making me a mix tape that had a bunch of more alternative stuff on it, most of which I can't remember.  I do remember that Green Day's pre-dookie material was on there (I think he had gotten it from his cousin or something, the specifics of how he got it are just all together not there).  I think having access to MTV definitely kept him way more up to date than me and he was always showing me new music.  The tape got a lot of rotations along with my other tapes I remember having (Tom Petty, Foreigner and a lot of other classic rock).  The next year the greater Charlotte area got its first "alternative" radio station 106.5 The End WEND.  This was a huge impact since all we had before hand was classic rock, I remember waiting for the day it actually went on air excited to hear something new and more current. The station also held its first end of year festival called The Weenie Roast that year.  I didn't go to that one but did attend the next year which had Space Hog, Stabbing Westward, Luster the Verve Pipe and more.  This might have been one of the first music related things I went to on my own volition and not just because my parents were going.  Anyways this is diverging too much into how I got into bad alternative music in the 90s.  I went to the Weenie Roast a couple more years and spent all my time obsessively recording songs off the radio onto cassettes since there wasn't really anywhere in town to buy CDs or tapes.


 

1998-2002

'98 was a big year for me.  I had just started high school.  High school was terrible for me. I grew up in a small southern town that was slowly being invaded by super rich families and really I just didn't fit in anywhere.  My sister is two years older than me and due to my inability to talk to people I would kind of hang out with her friends, who were your typical late 90s alternative crowd, ranging from nu-metal to punk and even juggalos.  I had been buying more punk stuff (real starter stuff and a lot of compilations) from the mall whenever I could, along with the typical mainstream stuff which seemed like real cutting edge underground compared to everyone at my school who listened to hip-hop or Dave Mathews.  The biggest influence though was my sister dating this guy from Philadelphia (which at the time seemed like a whole different world).  He explained a lot to me about music and I would wait till he forgot his cd book in my sisters car and steal it to rip it all to cassettes.  This was how I first heard a lot of classics like Minor Threat and Black Flag.  Black Flag was definitely one of the ones I remember playing a lot because it didn't make sense to me. It just kind of didn't sound like music in the way I knew, because at that point the most punk thing I owned was probably The Offspring (which I let someone borrow and they lost it and gave me a Skankin' Pickle CD in exchange which started my hatred of ska).  Yeah so now I had a very shaky foundation in underground music but really nobody to share it with.  There weren't any bands at our school, there was one punk guy, everyone else was just kind of weirdos but older and so I still didn't really fit in anywhere.  Not until I oddly went to church.  My family didn't ever go to church after we moved from Chicago in 1990 but my mom decided we should try this one church up the street.  We didn't go for long but while there I met these two brothers Paul and Mark.  They were more into punk and alternative stuff and I think I bragged about how I played drums to them at youth group (my dad had a drum set but I had no clue how to actually play it).  A couple months later they called up my house telling me that were starting a band and needed a drummer. I panicked and said yes even though I had no clue how to play.  So then we started our first band Stereotype.  Influenced by everything terrible in the late 90s.  The brothers parents were super Christian to the point of not believing in contraceptives of any sort (resulting in like 8 children) so we had to say I went to church and play more Christian oriented events which mostly meant at local Christian Youth centers which were abundant at the time in the area. The cover picture is from possibly our first show, putting me at 14 or 15 I think.  The other big turning point of 1998 was going to my first punk show.  I remember very little about it but I do remember the lineup being Snapcase, H2O and Boysetsfire.  I knew all of them probably from a Victory Records sampler or something.  I went with my sister and her boyfriend, I don't remember having any life awakening epiphany or anything like most people describe, I just left thinking it was cool. Well maybe it wasn't as big of a turning point as I thought?  I do remember this is my first time experience "hardcore dancing" though.  From there till college I drifted around a lot going and seeing really just anything I could.  I'd go to any show that seemed underground and cool (even though most of it with my current wisdom I would have deemed bad).  Once I got my license in 2000 I stopped spending as much time in my home town and more time down in Charlotte.  One of the biggest things was Manifest Records where I spent lots of time buying CDs and then Records.  It definitely wasn't the best store but always felt cool, with all of their weird little junk around and it was huge.  Sometimes it seemed more like a Spencer's Gifts than a record store but it was home base for a good while (of course until FYE bought it out).  

 

2002-2007

College was kind of a blur, mostly I have very few memories that stand out.  I still played in bands a lot, usually falling a little more on the bro-mosh side of things.  I would go see multiple shows every week, hang out with punks, skins, hardcore people, scenesters and whoever was around.  I wasn't too happy in the scenes I hung around or the music I played.  I had a roommate who felt the same way, we wanted something that didn't feel like such a shitty dude fest (even though I've come to realize most music scenes are this on some level) and more punk.  This all changed when we got the first Government Warning ep in 2005.  It was everything we wanted, super punk and fast and seemed seperated from all the bullshit we were getting tired of.  We started coming up to Raleigh NC for house shows, buying all the No Way, Sorry State and Grave Mistake releases and worked on starting a band that we liked.  Eventually in 2007 it was time for me to move so I picked up and moved to Durham (which is like 20 minutes away from Raleigh).  This is where I feel like I finally was into punk; everything beforehand seemed like obstacles to get to that spot. I was finally happy with the people around me, the bands I was in, and finally felt like I was part of a group of people who I could identify with.  I felt free to be the giant dork that I am instead of trying to be cool.  Here's a picture of Logic Problem (my first band after moving to Durham) being a collective bunch of dorks in front of a castle in 2009.

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Records Records Records

I probably care more about punk now than ever. Getting to hear so much awesome stuff on a daily basis is pretty amazing. So here are a few things I've been stoked on lately.

 

Natterers: Toxic Care Cassette- This reminds me a lot of Night Birds in a way.  It has that good pop sensibility with a foundation in great punk.  It manages to be ripping while still being super catchy.  Their demo was great and this is a step forward even.  If this band isn't on your radar then get with it so you can say you were there before they blow up.  

 

 

 

 

ISS: Endless Pussyfooting 12" - I'm sure I've said enough about ISS by now.  penISS Envy might be one of the best songs ever.  Every time I listen to this I catch another lyric I hadn't heard yet and usually it ends up making me laugh.  But yeah this is essential so don't be an idiot and miss out.

 

 

 

 

 

Reptoides: Nueva Especie 7"

The cover art on this one fits super well. The music is dark and raw and a little on the weirdo punk side. Are these the reptilian overlords everyone keeps talking about? If so then sign me up for this new world order.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Booji Boys- Sweet Boy 7"

Raw power pop that still has a punk edge in a way most bands are never really capable of pulling off.  Much like The Carbonas' second album which is a blown out mess but some of the catchiest songs written ever.  Part of the song Sister reminds me of the intro to Sweet Rot by Hubble Bubble.  This is a solid ep front to back with 5 hits and then an Undertones cover to top it all off.  

Here's a video for the song Peace Chuggin'

 

 

 

 

Neo Neos: The Hammer of Civilization 7"-

Chalk up another one for Connie Voltaire.  This powerhouse of prolificness treats us with 3 new songs and a new recording of the great Puke Girl's Class.  All the songs are super twitchy and blown out.  It's a beautiful thing really.  No Dancing is a frantic burst that makes me want to dance around like an idiot.  It's hard to say if this is Neo Neos best stuff since they have so                                                   many great things but it's definitely up there.

Featured Release Roundup September 16, 2017 b/w All Things to All People Vol. 21

First, a note about this post: this installment you’re getting a combo pack… usually the Featured Release Roundup and All Things to All People are separate posts, but this time I’m smashing them together because why not? Also, apologies for the lack of blog content lately. I’ve been listening to music like a fiend as usual, but I had to travel to Ohio for several days for a funeral and it’s really put me behind on a lot of day-to-day tasks like writing for the blog. You should see us getting back on schedule over the next few days.


So, this week at Sorry State everyone is telling you how they got into punk. I’m sure I’ve told a rough version of this story before in interviews or just in conversation, but rather than giving you my whole life story I’m going to focus on a series of discrete epiphanies, each of which gradually deepened my connection to punk rock.

I worry that my story will be boring because it sounds so much like that of so many other people my age. I’m writing this the day after my 38th birthday, which means that I was born in 1979, which means that I was around 12 years old when Nirvana “broke.” In other words, just when I reached that point of maturity when I started looking outward from my family and friends that I grew up with and reaching for a broader identity and perhaps even a subcultural affiliation, Nirvana appeared. Their timing could not have been more fortuitous. When I think back now, it’s kind of remarkable how much I adopted from Nirvana’s aesthetic and incorporated into my own vibe… anti-authoritarianism, despondency / depression, a celebration of the inherent value of weirdness and being weird, smart-assery, an awareness of and pretension toward fine art… those things are so much a fundamental part of who I am that it’s hard to tell whether I recognized them in Nirvana (and, more widely, in punk) and gravitated toward them as a result, or if I just fell into punk by chance and it stamped those qualities onto me. I guess that’s a knot that no one is ever going to untangle.

The photos on the insert of the Minor Threat discography probably helped to shape my personal sense of style and fashion more than just about anything else I can think of.

Anyway, after hearing Nirvana the next big revelation was Minor Threat, which I probably first heard around 1993 or 1994. At some point I discovered that a great way to find out about the kinds of bands I wanted to hear was to buy records by the bands whose t-shirts were sold in the Sessions advertisements in the back of Thrasher Magazine; those ads were pretty much a who’s who of key 70s and 80s punk bands, and when I put that together with the following equation:

a long track list on a CD = shorter songs = faster songs = better songs

Minor Threat’s discography CD was a pretty obvious buy. And once I heard that I pretty much fell head over heels in love in much the same way I had with Nirvana. It was a total game-changer and still serves to guide my musical preferences nearly 25 years later. As with Nirvana, this music is so deeply embedded in my consciousness that it’s impossible to tell whether I loved it or if I just trained myself to like it, but at least in retrospect it was love at first sight.

Having listened to so many episodes of Turned Out a Punk, I find it kind of strange that my journey into punk seems so isolated. I didn’t have an older sibling or even any older friends guiding me on my journey into punk. More or less all of my knowledge of punk was gleaned either through mass media (MTV, skateboarding and music magazines, and once I was able to find them, zines like MRR and Flipside) or simply by trial and error, i.e. buying records I thought looked promising and hoping that they didn’t suck. Even once I moved to Richmond in 1997 and was pretty much surrounded by punks constantly, my dive into music was strangely solitary, though that would change eventually.

My 11th grade school photo; my hair is dyed the color of grass and you can see my skater image starting to merge with the then-current straight edge / youth crew look.

Indeed, my remaining epiphanies are definitely more social rather than being purely focused on the solitary experience of hearing a single band or record. Once I got a driver’s license in 1995 I was able to get myself from my very, very small hometown to the bigger cities of Norfolk and Virginia Beach, Virginia, where I quickly recognized flyers whose graphic design sensibilities were lifted straight from the flyers in the Minor Threat CD insert. Going to these shows was my first inkling of the real DIY punk subculture, and like a lot of teenagers I spent years exploring different tribal affiliations among factions in the scene. Youth crew revival was really big when I was a teenager so I went to a lot of those shows, but I also liked more straightforward punk like Blanks 77 or the Casualties, was really fascinated with international hardcore (especially given that G.I.S.M. and Gauze were the first two non-Anglophone bands I heard), still had one toe in the commercial punk world of bands like Bad Religion and Propagandhi, and even went to metal shows now and again when I band I thought was legit (like, say, Cryptopsy) would come through town. I’m not sure whether it was that I was omnivorous or just that I couldn’t figure out who I really was, but I listened to a lot of different stuff and I’m the better for it. At some point, though, I stopped going wide and started going deep. This started happening 1998 or 1999, which is not coincidentally just when downloading music became a wide practice. I remember the first piece of music I ever downloaded was an advance rip of Bad Religion’s No Substance a month or two before it came out. At this point I’d never even heard of a CD burner, so I ran a cable from the headphone output of the computer to a cassette recorder and made a tape of it. Looking back that was a real hybrid of old and new technology, but I bet I’m not the only person my age who did it. And as more people got online and started ripping older vinyl and cassettes, downloading the new Bad Religion album quickly progressed to checking out every single band I’d ever heard of but couldn’t acquire CDs or records by, and when you follow that rabbit hole to where it ends eventually you’re listening to some pretty gnarly stuff.

A video clip from the first Cross Laws show, which is also the first show I ever played. I was 26 years old... a lot later than most people start their first band!

The next big signpost is when I moved from being a consumer of punk culture to being a participant in it. This is harder to pinpoint in the timeline, but sometime around 1999 I started writing things and posting them on the internet. While I’ve become more confident in my old age, at this point I was extremely shy, which prevented me (or, more accurately, allowed me) to have almost no friends in the punk scene… and honestly not really too many friends at all. However, once I started throwing things online people would figure out who I was and talk to me at shows about the photos I took or the things I wrote, and with the ice broken I actually started making some friends and becoming acquaintances with members of the local bands who played around Richmond like Municipal Waste and Strike Anywhere. Brandon from Municipal Waste (and later Direct Control, Government Warning, and many others) was the kind of person who would walk right up to you and start talking and then make sure you were properly introduced to everyone in the room that he knew, and his gregariousness gave me the push I needed to let my art school-honed, unwavering dedication to artistic work really cut loose. I started writing more and photographing more, and eventually I started a label and picked up the guitar that had been gathering dust in the corner since I was a teenager. Which pretty much leads me to where I am today.

It’s only started to occur to me recently how deeply I rely upon punk. For whatever reason—whether it’s because I’m a true freak and lifer or just because I was subconsciously following the punk script—I always hated social institutions like churches, schools, sports teams, and cliques. Eventually I joined the group of non-joiners, and now that group—the world of DIY punk and particularly my local scene in Raleigh—are my support network. They’re not just people I bullshit about bands with, but the people I call when I need someone to watch my cat while I’m out of town, the people whose kids I see as nieces and nephews, and the people who I hit up when someone close passes away and I need someone to talk to. My life story has been a long process of giving more and more of myself to punk and the more I give it the more it seems to give back to me.


Booji Boys: Sweet Boy 7” (Cruel Noise) We here at Sorry State have been following Booji Boys from the very beginning (as well as all of their many adjacent bands and projects), and it’s been cool to see them grow and refine their sound over their past couple of releases. There aren’t any big stylistic shifts on Sweet Boy… as on their previous records, Booji Boys to me sound like a bunch of people who probably grew up on hardcore and were shaped by its aesthetics, but have given themselves permission to do things like write songs in major keys and add in catchy little Undertones-esque lead parts (they even cover the Undertones here, confirming the influence). As Seth very astutely pointed out, the result is something like a much rawer, more immediate version of Hidden World-era Fucked Up, i.e. that period when they started to venture outside hardcore’s defined lines but hadn’t quite entered the period where they became deliberately psychedelic. In case you’ve heard their earlier releases and are wondering, the “underwater” effect is still on the vocals and it’s still very much a love-it, hate-it, or tolerate-it proposition, but if you’re on board with what the Booji Boys do you definitely won’t be disappointed, as Sweet Boy is more concise and ultimately even more memorable than their killer recent LP.

Agari: demo cassette (No Need for a Logo or Anything) Second cassette release from this band featuring members of Scumraid and Bloodkrow Butcher. As you might guess, this is hardcore, but it has a really interesting and unique vibe. The singer actually sounds quite a lot like the guy from Institute, but the music is rawer, more direct, and more hardcore. You can’t really pin a particular style on it as there are elements of Negative Approach’s oi!-influenced swagger, d-beat, and more intricate USHC in the vein of Minor Threat. However, it’s totally catchy and memorable, made all the more so by perfect, warm production. A real standout demo… I hope this band makes it to vinyl soon!

No stream on this one, sorry!

Aburadako: S/T 7” flexi (Crowmaniax) So, I should probably preface this by noting that I’m something of an Aburadako super-fan… my friend Joel first played me this flexi sometime in the early 00s and I fell completely in love. While I was already familiar with a lot of the burlier Japanese hardcore as well as a few more punk things like the Stalin, the particular mix of weirdness and aggression apparent on this flexi was pretty much exactly what I wanted to hear, and honestly it still is. It’s raging, quirky, and catchy all at once in a way that sounds like no other record I’ve ever heard. I’ve had an original copy of this flexi as well as a rip of the officially-released early discography for some time and I was hoping that this version would be able to replace my flexi in regular rotation as I’m always worried about the sound gradually deteriorating or—worse yet—getting a dent or other problem that would affect play. There is no one I would trust with the task of making a quality bootleg more than the folks at Crowmaniax (the party behind not only the several recent Crow reissues, but a few others like the Clay as well)… both their sound reproduction as well as their presentation of the physical product is 100% on point. That’s the case here as well, as the jacket and center labels replicate the original release almost exactly. My only issue is that they’ve clearly sourced the audio from the official discography CD, which has a very clear and well-mastered sound, but there’s also some audible tape warble / distortion. I’m not sure if the original tapes were damaged or what, but I can’t hear this distortion on my original flexi. In general, the version from this record and the CD sounds better—clearer, louder, and punchier than my flexi—but the presence of that tape noise keeps this from being absolutely perfect. So, what I’ve found myself doing is listening to this bootleg, then putting on my flexi, then imagining a non-existent version that combines the best qualities of both. That’s some real nerdy shit and usually I don’t tend to be such a snobby audiophile, but this is a very important record to me and I just want to hear it in the best light possible. However, if you aren’t such a stickler and you just need a hard copy this will absolutely get the job done, and if you aren’t familiar with this record then get ready to have your face melted. And let’s all pray to the gods that Aburadako’s first 12” EP is next up on the Crowmaniax agenda because I’ve never been able to snag an original of that one.

Negative Insight #3 w/ Skitslickers: GBG 1982 7” (Negative Insight) So, I think it probably makes sense to talk about these two items separately even though they’re sold together and obviously very linked. First up, the 7”: I’ve had several different versions of this recording over the years (bootlegs, semi-official reissues, mp3 rips from various sources), but it’s definitely never hit me with the impact that this reissue has, which is due mostly to the incredible sound. Apparently they were able to make new pressing plates from the mothers used for the original pressing, and as I’ve often noted they just don’t cut records that sound as loud and as thick as this anymore. When the first track, “Warsystem,” starts the guitar alone feels like a punch in the gut even without the backing of the other instruments, and once they come in it’s pretty much all over. The whole thing is only a few minutes long, but it’s one of the purest expressions of nihilistic rage that I have ever heard in my life. Jah bless Negative Insight for allowing me to get this onto my turntable without hocking half of my worldly possessions.


As for the zine, hopefully you’re familiar with the depth of the content and the precision of the execution from the previous two issues. #3 doesn’t slow down at all (even the ads seem designed to look at period as possible), and if you’re a fanatic for Gothenburg punk you’ll be wallowing in this issue like a pig in slop. While there are features on Absurd and a short interview with Anti-Cimex’s drummer, the two centerpieces are the extensive Skitslickers interview and the Anti-Cimex tour diary. The Skitslickers interview sheds a lot of light on a very mysterious band. From what I can gather, it seems like they were less interested in the musical or political sides of punk and more interested in pure nihilism, which makes sense given what ended up on the GBG 1982 EP. Beyond that, there are a ton of interesting little details about the band’s tenure that shed a lot of light on what it was like to be a punk at that place and time. The other big piece is the detailed dissection of Anti-Cimex’s infamous “Chainsaw Tour” of the UK. Each date is recounted in detail from multiple different perspectives (save one date where they couldn’t track down anyone who attended), and if there’s anything you ever wanted to know about that tour I’m guessing that it’s either in this piece or it’s totally lost to the sands of time.

All in all, this record-and-zine package has to be one of the essential must-buys of 2017. So if you can get your hands on one, don’t hesitate.

Neo Neos: The Hammer of Civilization 7” (It’s Trash) Debut vinyl from this Canadian project that has put out a slew of cassettes over the past few months… we still have a bunch of those in stock, so if you’re digging on this I’d encourage you to check out this band’s surprisingly deep discography. Anyway, Neo Neos’ tapes were kind of in the vein of that sloppy, jittery punk that’s been popular with people who follow labels like Total Punk, Neck Chop, and Lumpy, and I think it’s fair to say that if you dig bands like S.B.F., Race Car, Janitor Scum, and the like this will hit your sweet spot as well. It’s not quite as robotic-sounding as Race Car or as Fall-influenced as Janitor Scum… instead, its distinguishing factor is a heaping dose of the nihilism that I associate with Total Punk-type bands like Buck Biloxi and Sick Thoughts. Four tracks, and none of them are duds, so if this is up your alley I’d highly encourage checking it out.

Suck Lords: Demonstration cassette (Edger) Demo cassette from this new band out of Portland. I don’t know much about them, but I can tell you not to expect any of the crust or noise-punk that that city is known for… this is pure hardcore. It is quite fast, though… more in the vein of the Neos, Larm, or Deep Wound (or if you’re looking for a modern reference point they sound an awful lot like Alienation at times). I’m SUPER picky about when bands reach this tempo, as most groups either turn into a sloppy mess or start to sound more like grind / power violence than hardcore, but Suck Lords pretty much nail it perfectly, and if the above-mentioned groups strike your fancy I think it’s safe to say this’ll be right up your alley. Throw in some mega-snotty vocals and a couple of interesting little musical touches (the drummer has a really interesting way of emphasizing un-expected beats) and you have a very intriguing demo. Here’s hoping this band sticks around long enough to make it to the vinyl stages and doesn’t lose their rawness or energy in the process.

All New Arrivals:
The Dream Syndicate: Live at Raji's Complete 12" (Run Out Groove)
Fifteen: Buzz 12" (Real Gone)
Monster Magnet: Spine of God 12" (Napalm)
Monster Magnet: Tab 12" (Napalm)
The Slits: Return of the Giant Slits 12" (Real Gone)
The War on Drugs: A Deeper Understanding 12" (Atlantic)
Forced Order: One Last Prayer 12" (Triple B)
Self Defense Family: Wounded Masculinity 12" (Triple B)
Neil Young: Hitchhiker 12" (Reprise)
The National: Sleep Well Beast 12" (4AD)
Zola Jesus: The Spoils 12" (Sacred Bones)
Zola Jesus: Okovi 12" (Sacred Bones)
Hot Water Music: Light It Up 12" (Rise)
Burn: Do or Die 12" (Deathwish)
Olho Seco: Botas, Fuzis, Capacetes 7" (Nada Nada Discos)
Svart Städhjälp: Avveckla Dig Själv 7" (Halvfigur)
Napalm Raid: Wheel of War 12" (Rust and Machine)
Sonic Order: S/T 7" (Doom Town)
Death from Above 1979: Outrage! Is Now 12" (Warner Bros)
Neo Neos: The Hammer of Civilization 7" (It's Trash)
Public Eye: Relaxing Favorites 12" (Best Before)
Unix: demo cassette (Best Before)
Sore Points: Don't Want To 7" (Hosehead)
White Pigs: Hardcore Years 1983-1985 12" (Vomitopunkrock)
ISS: Endless Pussyfooting 12" (Erste Theke Tontraeger)
Booji Boys: Sweet Boy 7" (Cruel Noise)
Joey Cape: One Week Record 12" (Fat Wreck)
Paradise Lost: Medusa 12" (Nuclear Blast)
Paradise Lost: One Second 12" (Nuclear Blast)
Barcelona: Un Último Ultrasonido Nació Y Murió En Barcelona 12" (La Vida Es Un Mus)
Rainer Maria: S/T 12" (Polyvinyl)
Reptoides: Nueva Especie 7" (World Gone Mad)
Autopsy: Fiend for Blood 12" (Peaceville)
Cannabis Corpse: Left Hand Pass 12" (Season of Mist)
Exterminator: Total Extermination 12" (Greyhaze)
Crucifix: Dehumanization 12" (Euro Import)
Blitz: The Other Side of... 12" (Vomitopunkrock)
Crux: War 12" (Vomitopunkrock)
GISM: Detestation 12" (Euro Import)
The Exploited: Punks Not Dead 12" (Vomitopunkrock)
Morbid: Disgusting Semla 12" (Die 669)
The Execute: The Antagonistic Shadow 12" (Harto De Toto)
Aburadako: S/T 7" (Crowmaniax)
Mr. Epp: Of Course I'm Happy, Why? 7" (Full Contact)
Negative Insight #1 w/Varukers: Blood Money 7" (Negative Insight)
Negative Insight #2 w/Chaos UK: Studio Outtakes 81-83 7" (Negative Insight)
Negative Insight #3 w/Shitlickers 7" (Negative Insight)
UVTV: Go Away 7" (Emotional Response)
Natterers: Toxic Care Cassette (Emotional Response)
Bad Daddies: Over 30 Singles 12" (Emotional Response)
Enisum: Seasons of Desolation 12" (Avantgarde)
Artillery: Fear of Tomorrow 12" (Wax Maniax)
Abbath: S/T 12" (Season of Mist)
Darkthrone: Dark Thrones and Black Flags 12" (Peaceville)
Wode: Servants of the Counter Cosmos 12" (Avantgarde)

Restocks:
Bad Posture: C/S 12" (Mono)
Last Rights: S/T 7" (Taang!)
Suss Cunts: S/T 7" (Emotional Response)

Outta Style version ??? sometime in Sept. 2017

Blah Blah Blah.. busy busy busy.. jokes that probably went rancid in the 90s.  Y'all heard enough of that in the newsletter. Hopscotch is right around the corner so we've been restocking the store and moving things from one place to another place and what not and trying to get as much new stuff on the floor as possible. So there's that, if you're local come check it out.  Also we have redone the counter and the front is now covered in show flyers and looks V PUNK (it is featured partially in the photo for this post).  Come to the store and admire our work. Just another step into slowly making this place look more awesome. 
I probably won't make it out to much Hopscotch fun this weekend (I do highly suggest seeing Das Drip play at Legends on Friday if you can) but on Sunday Sorry State is sponsoring this awesome show with some Sorry State bands and new band De( )t which features some people from some things but that doesn't matter much because they rule enough on their own merit.

Hopscotch Hangover and Over  

If you aren't local don't fret, we haven't forgotten you. We obtained a bunch of stuff from another distro that they had laying about.  There are a ton of amazing 90s-10s reissues, bootlegs and dead stock of some classic punk and hardcore.  Lots of Japanese, Swedish, Finnish and other International Punk, Hardcore, Crust and the lot.  It's like going through a distro at a show in the 00s and all pretty great. On top of great records there's a bunch of great books and other various things.  A majority of it is up now but we'll be adding things throughout the week. That said here's a couple of my favorites I ran across.

Christ on Parade: Sounds of Nature 12"

An underrated rager, part anarcho/peace-punk part hardcore, holds a lot of similarity to Crucifix.  Never understood why people don't talk about this band as much. 

Here's a sick video of them playing live in '89


 

Gepøpel: Complete 1982-1985 12" 
The first time I heard Gepøpel was when someone showed me the great Beware the Wolf In Sheep's Clothing Compilation.  Killer fast 80s Dutch Hardcore. It has a very West Coast feeling to it because it's super fast but with the vocals more sung than shouted. Here's the song that first introduced me to them.



Various: Propaganda 1- Russia Bombs Finland 12" An all-star line up of Finnish hardcore. Really no way you could go wrong with this. Here's one of my favorites from Terveet Kadet. From the first two ep era where everything is just kind of an amazing mess with the distinctive snare drum 1-2-3-4 breaks. Attitude Adjustment: Dead Serious Demo 12" What a service it was when this came out. I had heard the Attitude Adjustment demo through some sort of blog in the 00s, I liked American Paranoia but really latched on to this demo because it sounded less like Anthrax and more like raw hardcore. Anyways yeah amazing USHC that has a lot of similarities to NYHC bands (especially similar to Urban Waste in it's speed and looseness).

 

Anyways ;TLDR Version- There's a bunch of cool stuff in the store. A small sampling is up above this. Go buy it because there's only one or two copies of most of it.

-Seth

Featured Release Roundup: August 30, 2017

Well folks, another week has gone by, and now you're about to get marginally wiser about some of the physical products that have been recently foisted upon the punk scene. For whatever reason, I feel like the things that I wrote about this week skewed toward the artier end of the spectrum. That's certainly, at least in part, a function of what happened to come in to the store this week, but it's also where my head has been at lately. Last week a friend played me this Turkish rock LP and it really split my head open in the way that it combined eastern musical motifs with the rock format I grew up on, and I've been on a kick of actively searching out music that does that. One thing that's really caught my ear is this compilation of Islamic jazz that was released as part of the Rough Guide series. Of course I'm still listening to plenty of hardcore, punk, and metal, but I also notice that in the past week my musical world has gotten considerably wider.

Housewives: Ff061116 12” (Rocket) Housewives’ previous 12” was one of my big surprises of the past year or so; a gritty, heavy, yet still very accessible no wave-informed record that I’ve found myself returning to again and again despite its release date fading ever further into the past. So, I was excited to hear this new one, but it’s kind of a different beast than the last one. It’s always been clear that Housewives are artistes, but they really go out there on this one, as you might be able to infer based on the stark, gallery-worthy packaging design or the cryptic title. Musically, there are fewer rock-informed rhythms this time around… instead, this release seems to be exploring ideas in atmosphere and harmony rather than rhythm (at least for the most part… there are some tracks with drums). Acoustic and electronic elements weave in and out of one another, sort of like Merzbow jamming with a horn player with an expansive, panoramic sense of space a la Grachan Moncur III or someone like that. The early Sonic Youth / Swans thing comes back on the two side-ending tracks (and these will almost certainly be your favorite tracks if you just have to have drums), but honestly the whole thing strikes me as extremely worthwhile and interesting. This might be a tad out there for the typical Sorry State audience, but something about this band just does it for me.

Anti-Sex: Un Mejor Futuro 12” (Thrilling Living) Debut LP from this Mexican band, and it’s a co-release between Thrilling Living, Cintas Pepe, and World Gone Mad… I don’t think that I could create a more compelling trio of labels for a co-release if I tried. And, as expected, this LP is a real burner. When I think of recent Mexican punk my mind tends to go to bands like Sacrificio and Muerte who are raw, ugly, visceral, and just REAL in a way that very few other bands are. Anti-Sex definitely have that element to their sound, but it’s also not hard to see why they attracted the attention of two American labels, as there’s something a little more palatable about them than, say, the sheer ugliness of Inservibles. It’s not a million miles away from New York bands like La Misma or Exotica, but rawer, heavier, and nastier. Throw in some pretty darn exceptional cover artwork and you have a record worth buying. Get on it!

No Sister: S/T 12” (self-released) As was the case with the great Banshee LP from last month, the first I’d heard of Australia’s No Sister was an unsolicited email asking me if I would carry their record. We get a lot of those types of emails and working my way through them usually feels like panning for gold, but fortunately every so often something shiny lifts its way out of the mud. Case in point, No Sister, who aren’t really the type of band that I tend to listen to these days, but have really caught my ear nonetheless. I’ve been trying to turn people on to this record, and the way that I usually describe it as sounding like mid-period Sonic Youth (circa records like Bad Moon Rising and especially Daydream Nation) augmented with a little bit (and JUST a little bit) of the groove and dance-ability of something like Gang of Four or Liquid Liquid. I know that Sonic Youth experiment a lot with alternate (especially open) tunings, and I feel like No Sister must have discovered one of the key tunings that SY relied on during that period, because something about the texture of this LP is such a dead ringer for Sonic Youth that it’s almost uncanny. But at the same time it’s clear that No Sister aren’t trying to ape those records, because the compositions—the structures of the songs themselves—are so different, even if the wide-angle, sun-bleached vibe of the LP as a whole arrives in a quite similar place. This is quite a long record too, and I really enjoy the way that it seems to take me to a whole bunch of different places over it’s 40+ minute running time. It’s funny, even though the ease of distributing digital music has promoted physical product to a kind of privileged position, listening to this LP makes a lot of current releases feel like throwaways by comparison. If you’re looking for something with a real sense of gravity and ambition I really can’t recommend this highly enough.

Enamel: Complete the Lie cassette (self-released) 7-song cassette from this ripping hardcore band out of Philadelphia who you might remember from a pretty killer earlier demo. This time around they’ve recorded at the Braddock Hit Factory and the recording is appropriately beefy yet raw, with lots of clarity in the guitars in particular. I’m glad for that because (as was the case on the demo), the guitar-player is a real standout, cramming these short-and-fast hardcore tunes full of clever and memorable little touches that expand on the hardcore template without losing the concision or the aggression. The vocals are also really cool… not a lot of people these days sing in the kind of authoritative but not raspy hardcore shout—that’s particularly true when it comes to women who front bands—but Enamel’s singer nails it. This is clean and catchy enough that I could see Enamel being the rawest band on a youth crew-ish show, but it’s heavy, raw, and nasty enough that I wouldn’t be surprised to see them playing with heavier / crustier Philly bands like Dronez or the Brood either. They also remind me a little of No Statik or Look Back and Laugh in the particular stew of influences that seem to bubble to the surface. Definitely well worth checking out if the above references pique your fancy.

Napalm Raid: Wheel of War 12” (Rust and Machine) Latest full-length from these crusty Canadians who have been around for a few years now. I’m not sure if I’d forgotten exactly what they sound like or if Wheel of War represents a major shift in the band’s sound, but I’m really taken aback at how heavy and metallic this release is. That can be a bad thing for crust bands, but I think it’s working great for Napalm Raid. While this is definitely a crust record, it seems to border on death metal a la the Bolt Thrower demos or something like that… but of course without guitar solos and with more of an in-the-pocket, d-beat-type drumming style. While the production is clear and very heavy, it never sounds like modern metal—when a band does that they’ve almost certainly lost me—but instead the clarity of the recording reveals a lot of depth and texture in what, with inadequate production, could have been a record that ended up almost incoherently chaotic. While this is perhaps a hair more traditionally crusty than something like Pollen, ultimately it has a similar sensibility and if that’s in your wheelhouse this probably will be too.

Ond Tro: S/T 7” (Spaghetti Cassetti) Brand new 6-song 7” from this new Danish band that features former members of Under Al Kritik, a band that longtime followers of the Sorry State label might remember. While Ond Tro don’t sound too much like Under Al Kritik (aside from being a fast hardcore band), a similar balance of catchiness and intensity is apparent on this EP. While it’s a raw, fast, and straightforward hardcore record, there are slight melodic touches to the riffing that puts it in a category with other subtly melodic but still very intense bands like Headcleaners (particularly circa The Infection Grows), BGK, or something like that, with a couple of moments that are more straightforwardly melodic. In a lot of ways this a real throwback to the K-Town / Kick N Punch scene from a few years ago (particularly the more hardcore bands like Amde Petersens Arme), and this record sounds very fresh in the same way that those releases did at the time. Thanks to its import price and very small pressing run this will fly under most people’s radars, but if you’re into searching out these obscure little hardcore bands that fall between the cracks this is a real gem.

Olho Seco: Botas, Fuzis, Capacetes 7” (Nada Nada Discos) New pressing of this Brazilian hardcore monster on the great Nada Nada Discos label, who not only brought you a repress of this record a few years ago (well, 2010… time really flies!), but also those recent Anti-Cimex reissues that were done so well. That’s the case with this one as well, reproducing this gem with the respect and care it deserves. I’m not really sure what to say about this, except that if you haven’t heard it already you should rectify that post-haste. It’s one of the great 80s hardcore 7”s, particularly if you like it raw, primal and direct (i.e. if you like hardcore). It has the same raw, feral quality as records like the Negative FX LP or Agnostic Front’s United Blood, but with an added level of tightness that those bands were never able to lend to their hardcore-era material. A true collection staple for anyone who follows international hardcore.

All New Arrivals
Queens of the Stone Age: Villains 12" (Matador)
Queens of the Stone Age: Villains 12" (deluxe edition; Matador)
Turnover: Good Nature 12" (Run for Cover)
Iron & Wine: Beast Epic 12" (Sub Pop)
Liars: TCF 12" (Mute)
Superchunk: S/T 12" (Merge)
Mark Lanegan: I'll Take Care of You 12" (Sub Pop)
Mark Lanegan: Field Songs 12" (Sub Pop)
Firewalker: S/T 12" (Pop Wig)
The War on Drugs: A Deeper Understanding 12" (Atlantic)
No Sister: S/T 12" (self-released)
Ond Tro: S/T 7" (Spaghetti Cassette)
Anti-Sex: Un Mejor Futuro 12" (Thrilling Living)
Enamel: Complete the Lie cassette (self-released)
Abhorrent Decimation: The Pardoner 12" (Prosthetic)
Nunslaughter: The Devil's Congeries Vol 2 12" (Hell's Headbangers)
Marduk: Fuck Me Jesus 12" (Osmose)
Marduk: Opus Nocturne 12" (Osmose)
Marduk: Those of the Unlight 12" (Osmose)
Gogol Bordello: Seekers and Finders 12" (Cooking Vinyl)
Der Weg Einer Freiheit: Finisterre 12" (Season of Mist)
Livid: Beneath This Shroud, the Earth Erodes 12" (Prosthetic)
Dion: S/T 12" (Agitated)
Housewives: Ff061116 12" (Rocket Recordings)
Mind Spiders: S/T 12" (Dirtnap)
David Nance: Negative Boogie 12" (Ba Da Bing!)
Neurosis: The Word as Law 12" (Neurot)
Oh Sees: Orc 12" (Castle Face)
Patsy's Rats: Rounding Up 7" (Dirtnap)
The Rebel: Poems with Water Trilogy 12" (Monofonus)
Rubella Ballet: Ballet Bag 12" (Dark Entries)
The Side Eyes: So Sick 12" (In the Red)
Skip Church: Out of Tune, In Touch with... 12" (Randy)
The Fall: Perverted by Language 12" (Superior Viaduct)
Witch Vomit: Poisoned Blood 12" (20 Buck Spin)
Wolfsheim: The Sparrows and the Nightingales 12" (Dark Entries)
Mardou: Cold Grasp 12" (Moniker)
Secret Machines: Now Here Is Nowhere 12" (Run Out Groove)
Modern Baseball: Holy Ghost 12" (Run for Cover)
Death Worship: Extermination Mass 12" (Nuclear War Now!)

Restocks
The Sexual: Discography 12" (Euro Import)
Niku-Dan: Discography 12" (Euro Import)
Belgrado: Obraz 12" (La Vida Es Un Mus)
Crisis: Hymns of Faith 12" (La Vida Es Un Mus)
Crisis: Kollectiv 12" (La Vida Es Un Mus)
Good Throb: S/T 7" (La Vida Es Un Mus)
Kriegshog: S/T 7" (La Vida Es Un Mus)
Nurse: Discography 12" (La Vida Es Un Mus)
Alain Goraguer: La Planete Sauvage OST 12" (Superior Viaduct)
Hot Snakes: Audit in Progress 12" (Swami)
Hot Snakes: Automatic Midnight 12" (Swami)
Marked Men: Ghosts 12" (Dirtnap)
Marked Men: Fix My Brain 12" (Dirtnap)
Marked Men: On the Outside 12" (Dirtnap)
Charles Mingus: The Black Saint and the Sinner Lady 12" (Superior Viaduct)
Sonic Youth: Daydream Nation 12" (Goofin')
Subhumans: EPLP 12" (Bluurg)
The Fall: Dragnet 12" (Superior Viaduct)
The Fall: Slates 10" (Superior Viaduct)

Featured Release Roundup for August 23, 2017

I'm back at you with another roundup of what's been on my turntable lately. This is a small list (it seems like fewer records come out at this time of year for whatever reason), but man are there some scorchers on it! In particular I've been really stoked on the return to the fold of no-bullshit USHC by bands like Dagger, Nosferatu, and Testa Dura... it's been a while since that style was in fashion, and all three of the bands really do a great job with the style.

Aside from that, I don't really have much to report. We're still here trying to weather the summer at Sorry State, packing up orders and listening to all of the hot new releases as we always do. As the summer winds down and everyone returns to work and school I hope we can give you some cool new stuff to listen to!

Dagger: Writhing in the Light of the Moon 7” (Lengua Armada) Debut EP from this young band out of Northwest Indiana. I’m not sure if my radar for new hardcore releases is slipping or if this band has just deliberately avoided the internet, but this EP is the first I heard of them and I’m downright blown away. Combining the brute force of SOA or early Agnostic Front with the complex playing and song structures from Koro, Dagger is pretty much exactly what I want to hear from a hardcore band. The production is also perfectly analog and old school, raw and in your face but also clear and powerful. It seems as though lately there is a new wave of young bands returning to records like the EPs from Negative Approach, Koro, Mecht Mensch, Youth Brigade (DC), and the like and attempting to do something similar. I’m thinking specifically of bands like Nosferatu and Testa Dura, but Dagger absolutely belong on that list as well, not only because they play a similar style but also because they rip just as hard. Highly recommended.

Note: I can't find a stream of this one anywhere online... you'll just have to trust me that it rips!

Stake: demo cassette (Vinyl Conflict) Debut 3-song demo (though at 11 minutes it’s pretty lengthy for a demo) from this Richmond, Virginia band. Chaz from the band Nervous Ticks is on vocals, and it’s good to hear him again because I always thought Nervous Ticks were terribly underrated, even though they never managed to convey how great their live show was on a recording. Additionally, their whole vibe of combining 50s rockabilly and raw black metal (no, I’m not joking) was just too weird for this world and had the effect of alienating people from both scenes, which in turn scored them major points with a much, much smaller audience of people like me who tend to get bored once anything starts to feel too familiar. Anyway, enough eulogizing the Ticks… this is a new thing, and it RULES! If you happened to check out the band Race Car that we were pushing hard a few months ago, Stake has a very similar setup with a manic-sounding, distorted drum machine powering some nervous, antsy, and densely layered punk rock. There are touches of Chaz’s rockabilly-informed guitar style in the riffing, but what really makes Stake stand out is the subtle sense of pop songcraft running through the whole thing, but reaching particular heights on the opening track, “Pray for Death.” It’s really hard to put my finger on what it is, but something about that song reminds me of the Chameleons or Bauhaus at their best, simultaneously dark, sombre, and strangely weightless and maybe even uplifting. All 3 tracks are really different from one another—“Planned Obsolescence” is like a robot version of manic, rockabilly-inspired Fall tracks like “Container Drivers,” while the epic closer “Always Down” stretches out and rides its heavy, almost Stooges-esque groove right into the abyss. I hear the band now has a full live lineup and is playing shows… I can’t wait to see them, but I also hope they manage not to lose the magic captured on these tracks, because it’s really special. Highly recommended.

Odio: Ancora 12” (Agipunk) Debut from this new-ish California band featuring Giacomo from Torso on drums. If you couldn’t tell from the Sugi artwork, Odio evince a strong predilection for Japanese hardcore, but they aren’t afraid to step outside of the established boxes for that genre. The singer has a very convincing Sakevi-esique growl, the production is huge a la Death Side or Bastard, and the guitarist occasionally does some pretty epic leads (though the style is a little more metallic and less melodic than Chelsea himself). However, a lot of Odio’s fast songs use a manic pogo beat rather than the d-beat / Motorhead rhythms a lot of Japanese bands relied on, and as a result a lot of Odio’s faster songs sound like Blazing Eye, but with bigger production and much more complex riffing. However, Ancora’s real surprises are on side two, where Odio gives us (among a handful more fast songs) a pair of darker numbers that sound like they’re more influenced by Amebix and Killing Joke than any Japanese hardcore that I can think of. These songs are totally killer, but even beyond how enjoyable they are in and of their own right, they give the LP a sense of balance and confirm that Odio is more than just a tribute band. I think a lot of people slept on Odio’s 7” because it was super limited and kind of expensive, but hopefully the same thing doesn’t happen with this LP because it is a legit scorcher.

False Figure: Cardinal Cross 7” (self-released) Debut EP from this San Francisco post-punk band. False Figure play in that big-guitar post-punk style that I associate with the Chameleons (particularly their less poppy and more brooding moments) as well as more recent bands like the Estranged and Lost Tribe. While I’m generally a fan of the poppier stuff in this vein, I think that False Figure hit a sweet spot, with rich production, propulsive rhythms, and atmosphere in spades. Honestly, this reminds me just as much of the Wipers circa Youth of America as it does the Chameleons or Bauhaus, and that’s a high compliment indeed. Only two songs, but it doesn’t feel too short. I’m not sure how many of you goth-rockers out there mess with 7”s, but this is a good one for sure.

Geros: Razor Dog 7” (Secret Mission) Second single from this Japanese band that plays in that familiar, distorted-yet-catchy style of bands like Teengerate and the Registrators. It seems like the market will never really get saturated with bands like this because so few bands can do it well, and you pretty much have to be Japanese for it to sound right. Anyway, Geros stick closely enough to the style that if you like the aforementioned groups (or similar ones like Louder) you’ll almost certainly like them, but they also have their own distinctive voice. The a-side here is the straightforward rocker with big riffs and big choruses, while the b-side is a little more melodic and 60s-inspired with its surf-y / spy movie guitar riff and nimble lead playing. I hope this band sticks around long enough to make a 12”, because I have no doubt it’ll be a real scorcher.

Lebenden Toten: At the Window 7” (self-released) Brand new limited, 1-song flexi from this long-running band, and while it’s been a while since I’ve checked in with LT I feel like it has a slightly different vibe than their previous releases. I remember LT being pretty much straight up total Confuse / Gai-style noise punk… sure, they’ve always been on the artsier end of that spectrum, but At the Window seems much more measured and deliberate than I remember them being. What’s particularly interesting is that not much has changed about their sound. The guitar still sounds like a dentist drill, the bass still carries the melody, and the vocals still punctuate everything with short, percussive bursts of sound, but rather than the music sounding wild and unhinged it now sounds measured, atmospheric, and downright creepy. It’s not really goth, but something else entirely, a melding of genres I don’t think that I’ve heard before. Maybe some of the best Deathcharge stuff is broadly in this vein, but the application of noise-punk production and dynamics to this style strikes me as really original and exciting. This has me very, very intrigued as to what the band’s upcoming full-length is going to be like, but regardless I have a feeling “At the Window” is going to be a track I return to often.

Rixe: Collection 12” (La Vida Es Un Mus) This pretty much does what it says on the tin, i.e. collects Rixe’s previous 3 7” onto one slab of 12” vinyl. There’s a new cover and a pretty sweet poster, but really the only question here is, “do Rixe’s 3 EPs work together as a full-length album?” Well, yes they do! I guess everything has been remastered to keep the levels in line with one another and whatnot, and it all sounds great to me. If you already have the 3 7”s I can’t see a ton of reason to pick this up, but if you’re not really a 7” person then it’s time to get on board with one of the very few modern oi! bands out there worth listening to.

All New Arrivals
Morbid Angel: Blessed Are the Sick 12" (Earache)
Terrorizer: World Downfall 12" (Earache)
False Figure: Cardinal Cross b/w Exhale 7" (self-released)
Dagger: Writhing in the Light of the Moon 7" (Lengua Armada)
Fatal: Soul Burning Still 12" (Hammerheart)
Warning: Watching from a Distance 12" (Svart)
Paradise Lost: Gothic 12" (Peaceville)
Rixe: Collection 12" (La Vida Es Un Mus)
The Fall: New Facts Emerge 10" (Cherry Red)
Haim: Something to Tell You 12" (Columbia)
Crow: The Crow 12" (Crowmaniax)
Serquet: demo cassette (Vinyl Conflict)
Stake: demo cassette (Vinyl Conflict)
Geros: Razor Dog 7" (Secret Mission)
Thou: Peasant 12" (Robotic Empire)
Odio: Ancora 12" (Agipunk)
World Burns to Death: Here a Dream Dies Every Day 12" (Analogue Violence)
Battery: For the Rejected by the Rejected 12" (Revelation)
Dicks: Hate the Police 7" (1234 Go!)
Zero Boys: Livin' in the 80s 7" (1234 Go!)

Restocks
Sheer Mag: Compilation 12" (Wilsuns)
Sheer Mag: Need to Feel Your Love 12" (Wilsuns)
Career Suicide: Machine Response 12" (Deranged)
Agnostic Front: Victim in Pain 12" (Bridge 9)
Extreme Noise Terror: Phonophobia 12" (Agipunk)
X: Los Angeles 12" (Porterhouse)
Zounds: The Curse of Zounds 12" (Overground)
Cock Sparrer: Shock Troops 12" (Pirates Press)
Drive Like Jehu: S/T 12" (Headhunter)
Drive Like Jehu: Yank Crime 12" (Headhunter)
Kombat: In Death We Are All the Same 7" (Hysteria)
Beastie Boys: Licensed to Ill 12" (Capitol)
Miles Davis: Bitches Brew 12" (Capitol)
Funkadelic: Maggot Brain 12" (Westbound)
Misfits: Collection 12" (Caroline)
Misfits: Collection II 12" (Caroline)
Misfits: Legacy of Brutality 12" (Caroline)
Misfits: Static Age 12" (Caroline)
Pink Floyd: Dark Side of the Moon 12" (Pink Floyd)
Slayer: Reign in Blood 12" (American)
Slayer: Seasons in the Abyss 12" (American)
Slayer: South of Heaven 12" (American)
A Tribe Called Quest: Low End Theory 12" (Jive)
Velvet Underground: VU & Nico 12" (Vinyl Lovers)
Weezer: Pinkerton 12" (Geffen)
Zombies: Odyssey & Oracle 12" (Varese Vintage)
Black Sabbath: Sabotage 12" (Rhino)
Black Sabbath: Sabbath Bloody Sabbath 12" (Rhino)
Black Sabbath: S/T 12" (Rhino)
Black Sabbath: Paranoid 12" (Rhino)
Black Sabbath: Master of Reality 12" (Rhino)
The Stooges: Fun House 12" (Rhino)
Metallica: Kill 'em All 12" (Blackened)
Iron Maiden: The Number of the Beast 12" (Sanctuary)
Iron Maiden: S/T 12" (Sanctuary)
Iron Maiden: Killers 12" (Sanctuary)
Sunny Day Real Estate: Diary 12" (Sub Pop)
Gang of Four: Entertainment! 12" (Rhino)
Beach House: Depression Cherry 12" (Sub Pop)
David Bowie: The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust 12" (Parlophone)
Motorhead; Iron Fist 12" (Sanctuary)
The Cure: Disintegration 12" (Rhino)
Metallica: Master of Puppets 12" (Blackened)
Institute: Subordination 12" (Sacred Bones)
Metallica: Ride the Lightning 12" (Blackened)

Quick New Arrivals Rundown

Here's a quick rundown of a couple of things that have come in over the past few days... hopefully this will help to assuage the pain of Monday morning and/or while away a little bit of time as you wait for and/or recover from today's eclipse.

First up, we have the new 7" from Japan's Geros. Their last one was killer and this one doesn't let up either. If you're into that uniquely Japanese style of garage played by bands like the Registrators, Teengenerate, et al this one is a no-brainer:

Next up we have a trio of reissues from the golden era of death metal. First up is the most cvlt of the bunch, a retrospective double LP from Fatal, collecting their lone 7" single along with several of the cassettes that circulated in tape trading circles:

Next up we have a reissue of one of the most legendary death metal albums of all time, Morbid Angel's legendary Blessed Are the Sick. This is part of Earache's series of Full Dynamic Range masters, so hopefully this pressing will reveal a lot of nuance (LOL!) not apparent on earlier pressings:

We'll finish up this headbanger's journey with a real underrated rager, Terrorizer's World Downfall LP. This one doesn't get quite as much love as some of the other classics from the period because it's a little quirky and doesn't fit the stylistic templates as well as bands like Morbid Angel or Death, but it's just as raging. They kind of remind me of an Americanized versin of what Napalm Death were doing right around the same time, which is fitting as members of Terrorizer would actually go on to play in Napalm, among many others. Oh, and if you go deep with Terrorizer, we also have a few copies left of their awesome collection LP, Before the Downfall.

Heading back toward the punk scene, we have a few hot little items to finish things out. First up, La Vida Es Un Mus has collected all 3 of Rixe's 7" EPs onto one LP. There's nothing extra really except some new artwork, but if you're more of an LP person than a 7" person I can't recommend this one highly enough:

I'm surprised these haven't sold out already, but we managed to nab a few copies of Lebenden Toten's new flexi, At the Window. It's just one song, but it's super limited and I think these might be the only copies floating around the US aside from what the band has. Oh, and don't worry, we'll have their new LP as soon as the US version is released, which should be any day now:

Finishing things up, Philadelphia's Blank Spell played an absolutely scorching set in Raleigh last Friday (along with their friends in Haldol, Atlanta's Nurse, and Raleigh's Vittna... what a gig!) and when they stopped by the store we re-upped on their absolutely brilliant LP from earlier this year as well as a new European press of their first 7", which has been out of print for some time. Blank Spell are one of the most unique bands going at the moment, and if you haven't checked them out I'd highly recommend doing so:

Featured Release Roundup: August 16, 2017

Not much to report this week in terms of my personal life and non-new-record news. I've been spending a bit of time going through old records and flyers and stuff and thinking about all of the memories associated with them... I guess I've been feeling a bit nostalgic, which is something I've actively resisted in the past. I've always been scared that looking backward will keep me from looking forward, but thinking about how stoked I am on some of the stuff in this little roundup makes me realize that remembering good times past only makes me more dedicated to creating good times now.

The Cowboys: Volume 4 12” (Drunken Sailor) Second album from this band out of Bloomington, Indiana, but don’t go judging by the record’s title and think they’ve integrated some heavy Sabbath vibes… this pretty much picks up right where their brilliant previous LP left off. In my mind, the Cowboys have access to some kind of time machine that has allowed them to get a job as the house band at a lake resort somewhere like upstate New York or the Poconos, playing two 3-hour sets per night of rock and soul standards sprinkled with their own well-crafted homages to said style. There’s simply no other explanation for how a band can come to sound like this… while the label’s description references Thee Mighty Caesars (which is not out of the ballpark, I suppose), the essential difference between the Cowboys and neo-garage bands is that nothing really sounds neo- about them at all… they seriously sound like a relic from a long-lost past. I mean, listen to the track “After Sunset.” It could just BE a Buddy Holly song… it doesn’t sound like an approximation of a Buddy Holly song by someone who grew up on Weezer; it sounds like the real thing. And even more impressively, the Cowboys aren’t just one-trick ponies… Volume 4 suffers from none of the same-iness or near-sightedness that plagues so much modern music, punk rock in particular. While this LP is a total no-brainer if you’re a fan of 60s garage like the Seeds or ? and the Mysterians, I really think it transcends that style. There’s some invisible x factor here that makes me think this will appeal to just about anyone who likes rock and roll. Seriously, I can’t recommend this one highly enough.

Limp Wrist: Facades 12” (Lengua Armada) Brand new 12” from Limp Wrist, following nine years after their last record. Limp Wrist have proven themselves to be a remarkably flexible entity, not simply trudging along fighting the same fight year after year, but rather changing with and adapting to the times. In particular, I’m really interested in how their stance and message have evolved with this latest release. I remember first hearing about them in 2000 or 2001… if I remember correctly, they were billed as a “gay straight edge” band (I’m not sure if that’s actually true or not, but there’s a big x’ed up hand on the cover of their first EP, so I suppose, at the very least, that they were playing with that image), and musically they fit in extremely well with the then-current “Y2K thrash” scene. I remember seeing them play in Richmond with Das Oath right around that time, and I’m pretty sure it’s the first time I saw one of Martin’s bands, as I just missed Los Crudos the first time around. Anyway, I remember their message and image being much more confrontational back then, with songs like “Punk Ass Queers” and “Recruiting Time.” This was just before the period when the internet enabled the giant data dump of primary material (records, zines, flyers, anecdotes, etc.) that would result in the constant historicization that has characterized the punk scene since then. Punk still felt like a current thing rather than a re-enactment of a bygone era, and as a result Limp Wrist’s image and rhetoric were a lot more straightforward and direct… people weren’t necessarily expecting or looking for subtlety in punk and hardcore. Fast forward fifteen years and things are a lot different. Thanks to the internet, I think that anyone who is even mildly curious can quickly get a sense the rich history of queer punk, and simply being gay isn’t as shocking a thing as it was even a decade ago. It seems like Limp Wrist have adapted to this changing landscape, in particular by reassessing who their audience is. Facades comes with a thick, content-rich zine directed, at least in part, at, “the rural queens, dykes, trans kids, and punk weirdos, especially those who have not ‘figured shit out yet’ who crave to be a part of some dream community, but can’t.” This feels really fresh and exciting to me because so many of the bands I listen to these days seem to be addressing such a niche audience… I mean, I’m a giant nerd so when a new punk band references some obscure detail from punk history I get really stoked and feel very smart, but Limp Wrist are trying to say something broader and something far more important. In particular, I really like how their overall message seems to be about not being limited by identity… you can be gay and still be into really aggressive hardcore (and vice versa, obviously), you can like both hardcore and minimal synth / dance music (oh yeah, I should probably note that the entire b-side of this record is devoted to the latter genre), etc. As they put it in the zine / insert, “when we think we have really clear definitions, especially of who and what we are, we find that those definitions may trap us, and may allow spectators to flatten us.” Much like G.L.O.S.S., Limp Wrist seem to be keenly aware of where the punk community is at in the year 2017, what their expectations and priorities are, what they want to hear and what they really need to hear. Where am I going with this? I guess this is just all to say that Facades feels like a very significant and important record, one that is both a response to and a prescription for the times in which we’re living at this very moment.

Prom Nite: Dancing to This Beat 12” (Barfbag) Debut LP from this Toronto band and it’s a real standout. This brings together a lot of different threads, including the quirky punk of the Northwest Indiana / Lumpy scene, DIY hardcore, and something a little more straightforward and poppier than either of those. The label’s description says “Dangerhouse meets Die Kreuzen” and I think that’s perfectly apt, though if I were to come up with my own “this meets that” I think I’d probably go with “CCTV meets Brain F≠.” Like those bands, this has this sort of effortless catchiness that is really powerful and endearing, and keeps things interesting and direct no matter how weird the band attempt to get with their quirky rhythms (of which there are plenty here). Really, though, this doesn’t sound too much like anything I’ve heard before, and I can’t think of a better compliment for a record released in punk’s 41st year of existence.

Voight-Kampff: The Din of Dying Youth 12” (Deranged) Latest record from this long-distance project featuring Joe from Q on vocals and Colin from Davidians playing all of the instruments. While they started off sounding a bit like the Observers, they’ve continued to move in more of a post-punk direction, and there’s very little of the band’s early melodic hardcore left in their sound. I’m pretty sure I mentioned this when I wrote about their last single for Deranged, but Voight-Kampff these days remind me quite of Merchandise, both because Joe’s voice bears more than a passing resemblance to Carson’s, but also because their releases tend to have a similar pacing. As with a couple of different Merchandise records, The Din of Dying Youth is centered around one standout uptempo pop track, “Victim of Desire.” Like Merchandise songs such as “Anxiety’s Door,” “Victim of Desire” careens along at a similar pace to Smiths songs like “This Charming Man” or “Bigmouth Strikes Again,” with an absolutely brilliant vocal melody to match. Starting off with such an obviously strong track can be a bit of a gamble, but that initial shot of adrenalin carries me through the EP’s other five tracks, which have a lot of variation in tempo and instrumentation, but tend to have a more brooding, introverted vibe. If you’re like me and you need a heaping helping of pop sugar to get your modern post-punk medicine down I’d highly recommend a dose of this album.

Sacrificio: Pulidores de Tumbas 12” (SPHC) After an excellent 7”, here’s the debut 12” from Mexico’s Sacrificio. One of the things that I really like about contemporary Mexican punk is that it seems largely oblivious to American trends. If Sacrificio were white suburban teenagers playing VFW hall shows or whatever they would probably be mocked for having kind of sloppy blast beats and bouncy, (dare I say it?) almost nu-metal-inflected mid-paced parts, but it definitely works for them. I worry that the previous sentence will come off as racist, but what I’m trying to get at is that punks seem to have a different way of going about things in Mexico. While, in the US, there’s an unstated but mutually agreed-upon ideal of what is “cool” at any given moment that everyone is striving for (while, paradoxically, trying to appear as if they’re not striving for it at all), bands like Sacrificio and Inservibles and lots of their associated bands seem willing to use whatever tools they have at their disposal to express themselves. Perhaps they’re just striving for an ideal that I’m not familiar with, but I get the sense that it’s about something a little different, that it’s self-expression and catharsis in a much purer form. Like the Limp Wrist LP I wrote about above, this is one of those records that seems weightier than most, that the members’ unique perspectives allow them to make music that matters because it adds things to the discussion that people like me wouldn’t know otherwise. So, if you’re going to turn this off the second the band goes into a blast beat then you might as well not bother, but if you like your punk raw, visceral, and unpretentious this is well worth checking out. Oh, and as with their last EP, the artwork and layout are ACES.

Andy Human & the Reptoids: Refrigerator 7” (Total Punk) Latest single from Andy Human & the Reptoids, who has been releasing a string of scorchers that I have not been shy about hyping. “Refrigerator” is one of their best songs yet, even if the premise is a little thin. As far as I can tell the lyrics don’t really make any sense, and are just an excuse to rhyme as many words as possible with “Refrigerator.” However, I don’t really need any high concept poetry… if you can write hooks as beefy and memorable as the several that populate “Refrigerator” you can sing about pretty much whatever you want and I’ll still pay attention. The b-side isn’t quite as monstrous, but that’s what b-sides are for, right? It’s still a hot track and I don’t think it’ll get any less play than the A-side. I absolutely love to follow a band when they’re on a hot streak, and Andy Human & the Reptoids is on a real tear.

Ausencia / Narcoestado: Split 7” (Todo Destruido) Split 7” between these two bands, Ausencia from LA and Narcoestado from Mexico, who recently toured together. They’re a great pairing as both bands have this way of sounding super punk while still being extremely melodic. On the surface Narcoestado play something like traditional oi!, but I think that the songwriting is a lot more interesting. The first track in particular, with its soaring chorus, reminds me of the countless gems in the latter half of the Ramones’ catalog, but with obviously much rawer and nastier production. As for Ausencia, they’re faster and more punk, and I’m sure lots of people will compare them to the Spanish classics (which is appropriate given the way they balance melody and aggression), but to me this also has a lot in common with the Peligro Social / Ruleta Rusa school, though as was the case with Narcoestado this is much rawer than the bands it sounds like. I could see either of these bands losing me if they got too polished, but with both bands employing raw but very clear and straightforward production (both bands sound like they were recorded on an analog 4-track) this sounds like some long-lost punk artifact from the early 80s in the best way possible.

Rut: Attraction 7” (Digital Regress) Debut vinyl from this California band who, I believe, has a connection to Acrylics. I dare say that if you like Acrylics that you’ll really like this, as it’s very much along the same lines… hardcore that is both raw and in your face, but densely packed with ideas and played with care and precision. Rut reminds me of bands like Torso and Blackball in that the songs sound slightly deconstructed, like the band started with something like a bunch of standard hardcore songs but tweaked and modified them until they were something different, meticulously going through every riff and every transition and thinking to themselves, “well, it would be a little bit more interesting if we made this very subtle adjustment.” So, while the overall structure and form feel very familiar (not in a bad way! More like a comfortable way), the details are where the real action is at. It’s like a masterfully executed painting where you’re not really too concerned with the overall concept or composition, but you can get lost all day in looking closely at the brushstrokes.

All New Arrivals
Running Wild: Port Royal 12" (Noise)
Running Wild: Under Jolly Roger 12" (Noise)
Downtown Boys: Cost of Living 12" (Sub Pop)
Narcoestado / Ausencia: Split 7" (Todo Destruido)
Mane: Alpha Female 12" (Digital Regress)
Preening: Beeters 7" (Digital Regress)
Rut: Attraction 7" (Digital Regress)
Sacrificio: Pulidores de Tumbas 12" (SPHC)
Exit Hippies: Dance Maniac 12" (SPHC)
Illya: In Adversity 7" (SPHC)
Thisclose / Sludge: Split 7" (SPHC)
Remnants: Accomplices Not Allies 12" (Discos MMM)
Durs Coeurs: Dur Dur Dur 12" (Discos MMM)
Amon Amarth: Fate of Norns 12" (Metal Blade)
Amon Amarth: With Odin on Our Side 12" (Metal Blade)
The Lurking Fear: Out of the Voiceless 12" (Century Media)
Moral Void: Deprive 12" (Translation Loss)
No Use for a Name: Rarities Vol 1 12" (Fat Wreck)
Poison Blood: S/T 12" (Relapse)
Venom Inc: Avé 12" (Nuclear Blast)
Limp Wrist: Facades 12" (Lengua Armada)
The Cowboys: Volume 4 12" (Drunken Sailor)

Restocks
Radiohead: Kid A 12" (XL)
Motorhead: Bomber 12" (Sanctuary)
Operation Ivy: Energy 12" (Epitaph)
Bathory: Under the Sign of the Black Mark 12" (Black Mark)
Death: Spiritual Healing 12" (Relapse)
Earth Crisis: Destroy the Machines 12" (Victory)
Earth Crisis: Firestorm 12" (Victory)
Electric Wizard: Dopethrone 12" (Rise Above)
Geto Boys: We Can't Be Stopped 12" (Rap-A-Lot)
Joey Bada$$: All-Amerikkkan Bada$$ 12" (Cinematic)
Modest Mouse: Building Nothing Out of Something 12" (Glacial Pace)
Modest Mouse: Sad Sappy Sucker 12" (Glacial Pace)
Modest Mouse: This Is a Long Drive 12" (Glacial Pace)
Municipal Waste: Slime and Punishment 12" (Century Media)
Parquet Courts: Light Up Gold 12" (What's Your Rupture?)
Parquet Courts: Sunbathing Animal 12" (What's Your Rupture?)
Power Trip: Manifest Decimation 12" (Southern Lord)
Slayer: Live Undead 12" (Metal Blade)
Sleep: Dopesmoker 12" (Southern Lord)
Sunn O))): Kannon 12" (Southern Lord)
Sunn O))): Monoliths and Dimensions 12" (Southern Lord)

Quick New Arrivals Roundup

The new stuff is coming in fast and furious lately, so I figured I'd do a quick roundup of some of the more notable stuff that's hit the new arrivals section. First up we have the new full-length from Downtown Boys, their first for Sub Pop. I haven't had a chance to listen yet, but I know a lot of people have been eagerly anticipating this one:

Next up we have a couple of new releases on the Discos MMM label, which is run by Josh from Ruleta Rusa. While MMM have been releasing a ton of great stuff over the past several years, I mention Ruleta Rusa because if you're a fan of that band I have a feeling that both of these new releases might catch your fancy as well. First up we have the debut LP from Durs Coeurs (or as Seth and I were saying the store the other day, "DOS COORS POR FAVOR!"), who I think may hail from Canada:

And then we have the debut full-length from the Remnants, who hail from San Francisco and are pretty much a no-brainer if you like that Ruleta Rusa / Peligro Social style of rock-inflected, catchy punk:

Next we travel to Mexico for the debut full-length by Sacrificio. These folks had a killer 7" a while back, and the full-length is pretty interesting too. One of the things that I really like about a lot of contemporary Mexican punk is that they're not afraid to try things that are super unfashionable in the states... Sacrificio's bouncy mid-paced parts and gnarly blasts would probably fall flat in a different context, but they work perfectly in the context of this band's raw and nasty attack:

Next we move to California for the debut EP from Rut, a new band featuring members of Acrylics. I remember this recording was making the rounds on the internet a few months ago and I really liked what I heard, so I'm stoked to finally have the vinyl. It's pretty much no-frills hardcore, but it's excellent for the style.

Next we have a new split 7" between LA's Ausencia and Mexico's Narcoestado. A great pairing for a split 7", both of these groups play catchy, classic-sounding punk with hints of oi!:



Now let's travel to Canada for the debut LP from Prom Nite. This comes to us on the same label that released the excellent VCR 12" a while back, and I dare say that if you're into VCR's quirky punk sound you'll like this as well. Prom Nite is a little more straightforward, though, and depsite the fact that this is undeniably quirky music they leave plenty of room for catchiness in their sound. Fans of CCTV should take note as this has a similar vibe:

And we'll round things out with the debut EP from New York's Barbed Wire. You might remember these folks' demo from a while back... if I remember correctly there is at least one Hammerhead among their ranks, but Barbed Wire take the rock even further, moving toward something like the rocked-out hardcore sound of bands like Annihilation Time or Poison Rites: