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Twelve Cubic Feet: Straight Out the Fridge 12” (Sealed Records) Sealed Records reissues this obscure and brilliant 10” from 1982, sizing it up to a 12” and including the same 16-page booklet that came with the original. Twelve Cubic Feet’s sound sits at the intersection of virtually all the interesting underground music movements happening in the early 80s UK. I hear elements of poppy anarcho punk like Zounds and Hagar the Womb, a lot of UKDIY (dig that total Television Personalities-style walking bass line on “Hello Howard”), touches of minimal synth (the to-die-for synth sound reminds me of Solid Space, with whom Twelve Cubic Feet shared a member), and the then-nascent indie-pop sound. On songs like the brilliant opener “Blob” and “Mary’s Got the Bug,” where the bass is up front and carrying the rhythm, Twelve Cubic Feet reminds me of Delta 5, but poppy tracks like “Evercare” and “Escaping Again” are more in the vein of Cleaners from Venus or the Times, rough-hewn takes on classic pop formulas. “The Almshouse,” on the other hand, employs the three R’s (repetition, repetition, repetition…), its circular, zoned-out sound evoking Can’s groovy meditations. There’s isn’t a dull moment on the record, and if (like so many of us), you have a taste for early 80s UK underground sounds from across the musical spectrum, you should get this right away.

Hello fellow Sorry Staters! Just a quick introduction. My name is Danny and I am the new guy at Sorry State Records. Just a little bit about me: I have lived in eastern North Carolina most of my life and call Raleigh my home. I have a beautiful wife, Molly, two cats (Keeks and Chloe) and a new pug puppy named Prudence. I have played drums in a few bands when I was younger and I am learning guitar and bass. Enough about me, let’s get into what I have been listening to this past week!

I have quickly come to find out that working at a record store puts you in contact with so many bands that you would have otherwise never heard of. I have a few picks that caught my eye my first week at Sorry State. First, we have Canada’s Home Front—Games of Power. This record is a post punk listener’s wet dream. This record combines synth and post punk with some gang vocals, like on the track, “Nation,” which features The Chisel front man, Cal. Currently, you can catch Home Front on tour with the Chisel in the U.S.—Check them out!

Another band that I have started listening to this week is Prison Affair. Egg punk at its finest. This band is fast, catchy and most importantly you can shake your ass to it. I recommend jumping up and down while doing a spazzy robot while listening. Egg punk is a new genre for me and I am starting to consume all that I can in the genre.

Thanks for reading! Go outside and run in circles or play a board game inside! Who cares!

What’s up Sorry State readers? I hope everyone is having a nice week. While organizing some of my records, it really struck me how much stuff I get from the bargain bins. It’s hard not to when working with a walking musical encyclopedia like Dominic. He’ll pull out some random $4 record and be like “have you heard this? You should get this,” and he’s always right. So many of my favorite records have come from the bins. You start to get excited about random shit in bargain bins. Dom and I were excited last week cause we found a record consisting of just train sounds and noises. It wouldn’t be the same if this record costed $30 instead of $3. It always confuses me when people ONLY buy brand new sealed records. We could have a record someone is looking for and you’ll pull out a copy and they’ll say “oh it’s used? I only want a new copy.” To each their own, but I think it’s funny when someone will pass over a $15 copy of a record they want, but would happily pay $50 for a brand new RSD release of the exact same record. Not for nothing either, but I’ve had worse luck recently buying brand new sealed copies of records that are warped, scratched up, scuffy, etc., whereas with a used record I know what I’m getting into. I digress, but I had to get on my soapbox for a minute about the often overlooked bargain bin, which leads me to the record I’m writing about today, The Sons of the Pioneers - Cool Water, a collection of classic western favorites. Dom and I found this gem the other day and decided to give it a spin. What first caught my attention was the title track. I’m familiar with the Marty Robbins version, which is one of my favorites of his, so I figured I’d give this one a chance. Plus, who doesn’t love cowboy songs? Listening to this makes it feel like you’ve been sittin in the saddle riding along the trail all day. My favorite track on here would probably be Blue Shadows on the Trails, a song I wasn’t familiar with before but instantly became hooked on. It’s a slower, smoother ballad, but it has this really cool vocal harmony in the background that goes on throughout the song that sounds like a steam engine whistle or something. It has an almost dreamy sound to it. Anyways, my main take away from listening to this record is that cowboys really like to sing about little doggies gettin along.

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Remember last week when I mentioned the PayPal debacle in association with ABSOLUT? I explained that I had asked Daniel to try and buy a copy of the tape after I changed the product title on my website and had still no luck. Well, now PayPal has "limited" Sorry State's account, which has resulted in transactions being rejected since Saturday. Since Sorry State is such an in-depth operation, this is a million levels more of frustration than what it was like for me to personally deal with. I know there are a ton of people who use PayPal to pay for Sorry State orders, especially international customers. I'm sorry to anyone who has not been able to order as a result, and I hope PayPal can resolve this issue ASAP so we can get on with things as usual.

This week I will be writing about this killer reissue of the 1977 hit single Mucky Pup. General Speech has brought us this reissue alongside LEGION OF PARASITES. While I am equally (if not more) excited about the LEGION OF PARASITES reissue, I haven't checked it out yet, so I will focus on PUNCTURE this week. PUNCTURE technically first came onto my radar in my early teens via THE EXPLOITED. On their 1981 debut LP Punk's Not Dead, they cover Mucky Pup. The cover is actually the second track on the record. I used the word "technically" a moment ago cos while I knew THE EXPLOITED so well for so many years, I had absolutely no idea this was a cover song! I think it especially threw me off cos the track appears at the beginning of the record, rather than where I would expect a cover to be at the end of a record. It was only just a few years ago that I discovered the song I loved and knew by THE EXPLOITED was in fact originally done by PUNCTURE. We were up in Philly for Something To Talk About and ICD10 busted out a cover of Mucky Pup. I was so stoked and rocking out to what I thought was EXPLOITED, to only (somewhat) embarrassingly discover I didn't even know who the song was by, haha. When I learned the song was originally by PUNCTURE, I checked it out first thing upon my arrival home.

While I loved EXPLOITED's take on it, man nothing beats the original recording by PUNCTURE. It's like kinda janky and sort of jangling sounding. It reminds me of anarcho a bit, actually. The B side track is quite a bit different, sounding much more like a '77 band. This single was the only release from PUNCTURE, and it was also the debut release for Small Wonder Records. There is a lot of great stuff on Small Wonder, but the two bands that stick out most to me in their catalogue are CRASS and ANTHRAX. I feel like most records on this label are not super expensive or hard to come by, but I have not managed to secure myself a copy of Mucky Pup. It was reissued once before actually in 2011, by a US label. Obviously, I didn't know who PUNCTURE was in 2011, and by the time I did learn, those reissues were all bought up and pretty much non-existent on the second hand market. When I saw General Speech had this one in the pipeline, I got very excited to finally land a copy of this classic! Sorry State just got our copies in, and as I write this we are working to get them available on our site. If you check back soon we will have 'em ready for ya. I think that about sums it up for me this week. Thanks for reading, and thanks to everyone for your support!

What’s up Sorry Staters? Can you believe it’s April already and Easter has happened? We’ve already had a taste of summer with a blast of warm weather here this week. May we have a few weeks of spring please? March Madness is about to conclude on Monday and unfortunately our NC State Wolfpack didn’t make it to the final, but played great all the way and we’re very proud around here. Unless you follow Duke or Carolina, that is. Ha! Not that I follow college sports too closely, but being local, I’ll get into the spirit of things.

John Scott mentioned the other week that his musical choices are largely informed by the current weather, and I think many of us can agree on that. I know personally that as soon as the sun is out and the temperature rises, my record selections often favor more tropical fare shall we say. Although I have never been a surfer, I have always had a soft spot for surf music. In particular, the tougher edge surf guitar sound that also combines a sci-fi space-age element. If it sounds like Batman with a theremin and Star Trek theme vocals, I’m interested. Add a cover with rocket ships and aliens on it, even better. We have all that and Elvis on my recommendation for you this week. It’s In Space by The Hamiltones on Swimming Faith/Big Neck Records. Not to be confused with the R&B group of the same name that hail from here in North Carolina.

The Hamiltones come from Buffalo, New York and have a demo tape dated from 2015, so have been around close to a decade now. Their first full length LP, Dracula Invitational, 1791, was released in 2021 and In Space is their second. Just like that first LP, which was the soundtrack to a fictitious Dracula movie, this album is also a soundtrack to an unmade movie. As the title suggests, this one concentrates on space and aliens rather than vampires. Musically, the palettes are similar. Surf guitar a la Dick Dale, The Ventures etc. but mixed with some sci-fi sounds of the sort you’d find on soundtracks to drive-in B-movies from the 50s and 60s. I do the band and the record a disservice by breaking it down quite so basically, but you get the gist.

Perhaps because retro reissue label Sundazed Records used to be based in Coxsackie, NY and served the local populus with good surf and garage records for over two decades, there are more than a couple decent surf combos from the area. Who knows? Buffalo has an active music scene representing many stripes of the rock ‘n roll beast. Indeed, Hamiltones main man John Toohill wears many caps himself, chief among them being the brainchild behind HC Noise band Science Man. That’s probably his most recognizable band, but not the only one. He’s also in Ismatic Guru and Brute Spring to name two other projects. These are more synth-punk and industrial sounding, with some weird psychedelic stuff mixed in.

Back to The Hamiltones and this record, In Space. As I mentioned, it’s a soundtrack to an imaginary film about moon people, music made in space, and a CIA cover-up plot involving aliens and Elvis. The package to the record is ace. The outer jacket apes an old Phase 4 Stereo LP with suitable images of the moon and a space capsule. Inside the gatefold, we are treated to a cartoon painting of a wild party scene on the moon featuring go-go dancing Barbarella alien girls, flying saucers, laser shooting astronauts and assorted alien characters. Even Dracula makes an appearance. Besides the record, which features an awesome synth tone locked groove that could play in a new age crystal shop all day and no one would notice, there is a manilla envelope purporting to be a CIA file. On opening, we find a secret dossier and a seven-inch single with sounds from The Moon People. Listeners are encouraged to play the record between the two sides of the LP to enjoy the full experience. I gotta say, I love shit like this. It appeals to me on so many levels and I certainly don’t consider myself any kind of authority on sci-fi and alien conspiracy theories or surf music, really. It’s the music that’s the main sell here, and that delivers handsomely, in my opinion. This could have come out in the 60s or any time after, and checks all the right boxes stylistically and more. No matter how much of a sci-fi or surf fan you are, I think you’ll find plenty to like and enjoy on this platter. Easier for you to listen and decide yourself, so hit this link here to check it out. Say hello to the Silver Surfer for me when you hang ten past Saturn’s rings and don’t stare directly at the sun during the eclipse.

Later - Dom

What’s up Sorry Staters?

We’re already about a week into April. Funny enough, (at the time I’m writing this) last night I went to go to see Adolescents, Circle Jerks and Descendents. Originally, I had no intention of going. The show was at this bigger club in Raleigh called The Ritz and tickets were pretty expensive. But last-minute, Zander from Circle Jerks visited the store and offered to put a few of us Sorry State employees on the guest list. I’m not sure what I think about his new solo record exactly, but it was a very nice gesture on his part. Dom and Usman ended up not going, so I just rolled solo to the gig. Kinda weird. But sure enough, there was a ticket waiting for me at the box office. The show was sold out and PACKED, which stressed me out, but I did run into a few friendly faces. It bummed me out that the only original member in Adolescents was Tony, but I enjoyed watching all the bands. Honestly, the Descendents came out sounding the most tight and professional and got the best crowd reaction. Not surprising, I suppose. Once they played “Myage,” I dipped out early. Beyond that, as far as punk gigs in the greater Raleigh area, things have been pretty dead for a while. Luckily, there’s a few sick gigs coming up this month that I’m excited about. The first one is on April 7th at our local watering hole Kings, and the main attractions are punk-metal ragers Absolut from Canada. Then I’m really looking forward to this benefit gig at Rumah on April 20th—Shaved Ape, along with Meat House and new group Starving Bomb will be rockin’ together for a Free Palestine relief effort. There are a lot of other local events going on that same day, but hopefully the punks and freaxxx will show out for a rager and a good cause. Then just 2 days later, members of the Sorry State stable of artists Deletär from France are gonna rip in Raleigh! Hell yeah.

Speaking of 4/20 (hehe), the other big event we always know is on the horizon once April comes around is Record Store Day. Is it too early to talk about RSD releases already? I don’t care; this is what’s been on my mind this past week. Boxes, boxes and more boxes of fresh, exclusive titles have already been piling up on Sorry State’s doorstep. Honestly, I always have mixed feelings about RSD. Usually, once the new list of RSD-branded titles is made available to the public, I kinda roll my eyes. As I’m scrolling through, rarely do I see any records that grab my attention. You almost get kinda bored with the predictability of what records they decide to do: there’s probably gonna be a The Cure-related reissue (most likely a picture disc), some sort of Nuggets-related box set, something with the Grateful Dead, some sort of bloated triple-LP live bootleg by a crowd-pleasing classic rock band, a reissue of a famous movie soundtrack for $30-40 that you can probably find an old copy of at Sorry State in our bargain bin… I dunno, sorry if I’m sipping on the Hate-orade. Long gone are the days of packaging The Fix’s Vengeance and Jan’s Room as a double 7”. That’s all I’m saying.

While the punk titles might be in short supply, every now and then some cool heavy metal reissues come out for Record Store Day. One record in the batch this year is a fresh pressing of Death Penalty, the debut album by Witchfinder General. Knowing me, it might come as a surprise to some Sorry State readers that I even enjoy some Witchfinder General. I’ve been known to indulge in some dirtbag headbanger tendencies from time to time. But the other day, news of the RSD reissue inspired me to go dig out my og copy of Death Penalty. I gotta say, I threw that slab on the platter with fresh ears, and Witchfinder got me rockin’ out in no time.

How does one describe Witchfinder General? I guess the band is an early example of what the kids are now calling “trad metal” or traditional heavy metal. Death Penalty was released in 1982, which was the era when the tail-end of NWOBHM was still lingering, but also when speed metal & thrash were just beginning to emerge as the dominant force in the heavy metal landscape. But Witchfinder General really kind of set themselves apart by sounding much more reminiscent of 70s Sabbath. Thick, girthy guitars that to me sound heavily down-tuned—which is interesting, because besides Tony Iommi tuning down to account for his chopped off finger tips, I think down-tuning the whole guitar for that “doomy” sound was pretty uncommon at that time. The lead singer “Zeeb” (no one knows his real name lol) approaches the mic with what I affectionately refer to as billy goat vocals. Come on, y’all know what I mean, right? It’s that more high-pitched singing with a warbly vibrato. As a result, many annoying imitators would follow. But with Zeeb, I dig it.

This record was released on the aptly titled indie imprint Heavy Metal Records. Early on, around 1980, the label began to predominantly put out 7” singles in true DIY fashion. There’s an unspoken, yet detectable mission statement of sorts that this label was dedicated to only releasing real deal, traditional, “true” heavy metal. And ya know what screams authentic heavy metal more than anything else? A bunch of dudes in renaissance fair garb slaying a sinful, evil wench wearing lingerie while in a graveyard. Titties, cloaks, and swords… Horns UP, amirite? And how does the band up the ante on the 2nd album? Instead of just one, there’s 5 nekkid ladies being attacked. It’s all pretty silly.

I guess the medieval aesthetic lumps in Witchfinder as an early example of the whole “doom metal” thing. I mentioned Black Sabbath earlier. Especially the instrumental intro to the song “No Stayer” not only sounds similar, but I think the guitar player is literally imitating particular licks that Tony Iommi would play. Sounds like “Electric Funeral,” I’m pretty sure. Kinda crazy. In general though, I find a lot of pure doom metal pretty boring for my tastes. Like when you get into Candlemass territory, everything becomes so like ceremoniously corny cabaret. Witchfinder stands apart in my mind because they have songs with a driving, propulsive tempo. More edgy. And not to mention, an element of, dare I say… FUN? The dudes in Witchfinder General don’t wanna sit around throwing eye of newt into a cauldron or whatever. They wanna rock. Like, you could still cruise in your convertible with the top down wearing aviator sunglasses jamming most tracks on this record and feel badass as hell. For me, the total banger hit off of this record is “Free Country.” Every time it gets to the chorus and is like “Look out for me-eeh-eeh, let’s trip on LSD!” I’m like, ooooh fuk yah. He’s talkin’ about all kinds of shit in this song. Mushroom tea? Yes please. My man says, “amphetamine is real good speed.” True, true. No doubt, no doubt lol. But he’s gotta draw the line somewhere when he goes, “Heroin is a killer, you gotta say no.” Stick with that hippie shit. That’s what the druids would do.

I know this record has been reissued before. Back On Black did their treatment on Death Penalty, but the latest pressing that was only available as a picture disc? Big no no for me. So really, this album has been out of print for over 10 years! Realizing this makes the RSD reissue feel more exciting in my mind. And it’s also cool that the new version is back home being released on Heavy Metal Records once again. I didn’t crack the RSD reissue open obviously, but I wonder if the record is on color vinyl or not. My og copy is on clear vinyl. PS, my copy is missing the insert. This is a long shot, but if anyone reading this has an extra insert they can spare then hit me up!

That’s all I’ve got this round. Look out for me. I’m about to slip into my monk’s robe and brew some mushroom tea. Or just drink beer. We’ll see. As always, thanks for reading!

‘Til next week,

-Jeff

Iggy & the Stooges: Raw Power 12” (Columbia, 1973)

This weekend the Stooges’ classic Raw Power provided an excellent soundtrack to doing my Sunday chores around the house. Not that one needs an excuse to pull Raw Power off the shelf, but on this occasion I listened to it because of a podcast I just started listening to. It’s called The Cobain 50, and the podcast plans to explore the list of his top 50 albums that appeared in Kurt Cobain’s journal, with one episode devoted to each album. I’ve always found that list interesting. It’s clearly not the type of meticulously thought through list a music critic might publish in a magazine... it’s more like something you’d dash off on a long, stoned Wednesday afternoon when you can’t think of anything better to do. And while Kurt had exquisite taste in music, he was also very young and living at a time when underground music was difficult to access. I can’t help but wonder what Cobain’s list might have looked like if he had been born in 2000 and composed it in 2020 after spending his teens rifling through obscurities on YouTube.

The podcast’s first episode is on Iggy and the Stooges’ Raw Power, a fitting opener since Cobain cited it as his favorite album of all time, not just on this list but in other interviews, too. The podcast is pretty short (about 25 minutes), and after a short introduction to the podcast and a capsule history of the Stooges, there isn’t much time left to talk about the album at any length, and the hosts don’t really offer any deep analysis. I think one host even notes that preparing for the episode was the first time he’d really sat down with Raw Power and given it an attentive listen. I guess it’s not fair of me to be annoyed with this because the hosts are a lot younger than me and I’m not their target audience, who I’m guessing are younger people who might like Nirvana’s music, but don’t know as much about them and aren’t steeped in 70s and 80s music. But while the episode didn’t give me any new insight about the album, it sparked the urge to revisit it, so kudos to them for that.

The second episode in the series is about the Pixies’ Surfer Rosa, and that episode aggravated me. I was telling Jeff that I should have made Surfer Rosa my staff pick since I have a lot more to say about that episode, but I didn’t actually listen to Surfer Rosa, so it doesn’t seem appropriate for my staff pick. I’m not even sure I have a copy of Surfer Rosa. I can’t remember the last time I listened to an entire Pixies record. I loved them when I was younger, but at some point I went cold on them. I still enjoy them whenever I hear them, but their music doesn’t spark any kind of reaction in me beyond a faint whiff of nostalgia. Part of my souring on the Pixies might have been seeing them play an utterly joyless set in a basketball arena on their first reunion tour. They sounded exactly like the records, but they literally didn’t say a word between songs and I got the impression they really didn’t want to be there. It was depressing.

This is nit-picky, but there was one aspect of the Pixies episode that especially irked me. The hosts spend much of the episode talking about Steve Albini, who recorded both Surfer Rosa and, of course, Nirvana’s In Utero. The hosts really try to drive home this claim that, after Nevermind’s gloss, having Albini record In Utero was some kind of giant middle finger to the system. Granted, I don’t think Albini was the person Geffen wanted to record In Utero, but Albini had worked on plenty of high-profile projects at that point, including records for major labels. And the proof is in the pudding... does In Utero really sound all that different from Nevermind? It still sounds huge, clear, and powerful... it’s not like they had their buddy record the album on his broken 4-track. Another thing that really irked me is that the hosts kept calling Albini the “producer” of In Utero, Surfer Rosa, and all the records he recorded. Rather famously, Albini hates the title producer and prefers his album credit to read, “recorded by Steve Albini.” Not only did they keep calling Albini a producer, but one host even says that Albini is his favorite producer of all time. It’s like, dude, your favorite producer of all time is not even a producer!

Anyway, back to Raw Power. I fucking love the Stooges. I remember last fall, when I was flipping through my records to see if there was anything I wanted to purge to make the used bins at the shop look nice for the Sorry State 10th Anniversary Weekend, I discovered I had several copies of all three Stooges albums. For each album, I had the first copy that I had bought, which I felt a sentimental attachment to. For the first album and Fun House, I also have copies of the very cool-looking Russian pressings. And then for all three I also have a nice original pressing. I think I ended up getting rid of my starter copies because there’s no need for me to keep a bunch of late 90s / early 2000s represses in my house when I’m never going to listen to them. But it’s a sign of how important those albums are to me and how formative they were that I felt some pangs at the idea of parting with these totems.

I wouldn’t mind having one more copy of Raw Power, though, because I have some attachment to the remix that Iggy did in 1997. This was the first version of the album I heard. I remember buying it while I was working a deathly boring summer job between my first and second years of college. I had very little to do at that job, but thankfully there was a record (well, mostly CD) store down the street that I would stop by on my lunch breaks. I made pretty good money at that job and I had very little work to do, so my purchases that summer were adventurous (for me, at least). It was only later that I learned how much people hated Iggy’s remix. People hated the original mix of Raw Power, but it seems like people hate Iggy’s mix even more. Having been weaned on Iggy’s mix, Bowie’s original mix sounds shrill to my ears, the higher frequencies on the guitars so piercing they’re almost painful when you really blast it. It would be nice to have a vinyl copy of the Iggy mix, since whenever I listen to one version of the album I invariably want to hear the other.

Maybe I’ll keep you updated as I make my way through The Cobain 50. I’m interested to hear what they do with the hardcore records on the list. If I’m so irritated with the way these guys talk about Raw Power and Surfer Rosa, my head might explode when they get to the Faith / Void split.

Desintegración Violenta: La Bestia 7" (Roachleg Records) The appropriately named La Bestia EP is the first piece of vinyl from this metal-punk band from Berlin. If you’ve been digging the recent wave of raw metal-punk from bands like Salvaje Punk and Tower 7, you should check out Desintegración Violenta. While Desintegración Violenta has similar raw production to those bands (particularly Salvaje Punk), their songs lean more toward 80s speed metal. The guitar riffs are pretty much straight metal, swinging from hooky lead licks to big, Celtic Frost-esque mid-paced parts. While the guitar player has some chops, the vocals (in Spanish, though the band is based in Germany) are unhinged in the style of old South American hardcore, and the rhythm section keeps things primitive and pounding. Besides raw 80s South American hardcore and metal, something about the darkness and fuzziness of it also makes me think of 80s Japanese punk... check out the intro for “Eliminacion Historica Total,” which totally could have come from a mid-80s Japanese flexi. I also love that this is a lengthy EP with over 10 minutes of music, so there’s space for Desintegración Violenta to show a lot of range on this 7”. If you’re as stoked as I am on all the great music happening right now at the intersection of raw punk and underground metal, La Bestia is not one to miss.

What’s up Sorry State readers? I hope everyone has had a nice week. I’ve had a strange day. I woke up really hungry and my stomach was growling, but that’s not out of the ordinary. I tried eating some breakfast. That didn’t help much, but I kept going on with my day. Lunch time came around and I had a big ‘ol sandwich, but still I was hungry. By the time it was dinner, I probably polished off my whole plate in 3 minutes, but my appetite still grew larger. I thought I was losing my mind. I tried everything but no matter what I did, I was still hungry. Frustrated, I sat down and decided to listen to some records to take my mind off it. I threw on Joy Division’s Substance. Surely this classic would distract me from my insatiable appetite. I was about halfway through Transmission when I felt like I was slapped in the face by the answer to my problems. I don’t know if it was a moment of clarity or insanity, but this hunger had driven me to the brink of my sanity, and I knew what I had to do. I ripped the record off the player and held it in my hands and took a big ass bite straight out of the vinyl, the first two tracks Warsaw and Leaders of Men. I’ve never tasted anything better in my life, and for the first time in what felt like forever, the hunger was going away. I ate the whole damn slab and felt like I just had a five course meal. Sometimes if you feel that hunger that can’t be satisfied by a meal, you need Substance.

Hi Sorry State fam! How is everyone? I’m good. This past weekend was a warm one in Raleigh. And I had an air conditioner scare! It just stopped working. If you live in a humid as hell place, you know the feeling of sheer panic. Is it ever less than a grand or two to repair your air conditioner? I swear no matter how big or small the problem is, the total cost is the same. Luckily, it kicked back on out of nowhere after a couple hours. That’s literally the only thing I can remember from the weekend! Ha! I need to get a life.

Well, it didn’t take long to figure out what I was going to write about this week. While browsing through some new arrivals, I saw a name that looked really familiar. It’s the debut LP from Itchy and the Nits called The Worst of Itchy and the Nits. I put it on and it was an immediate yes. Come to find out the reason the name sounded familiar was because we played their demo here at work almost a year ago exactly, and really liked it. This LP, brought to us by Total Punk, contains their demo released on Wartman Inc. as well as five new songs recorded by Ishka Edmeades, who you may know from Tee Vee Repairmann, Satanic Togas, and other projects. A total of 12 tracks that each hover around a minute long.

Let’s back things up a minute for some background info. The band is a three-piece from Sydney, Australia. Beth, Eva, and Cin switch off on vocal duties, which adds some cool melodies and dimension. They are a very hooky garage punk band with pop-style melodies, blunt lyrics, and simple, primitive guitar style.

To me they sound like the Donnas from their early days. They’ve also been described a punkier Nikki and the Corvettes, who I admittedly have not heard. But I thought it may be useful info to help pique your interest! In fact, I read in a fun little interview with them that they are the most inspired by both of these bands, as well as The Gizmos. They even cover a Gizmos song on the record (Tie Me Up).

Itchy and the Nits have a healthy dose of attitude, sense of humor, and silly, cheeky lyrics. The opening track, Theme Song, is one of those undeniably fun and catchy songs with lyrics like “Itchy and the Nits! Itchy and the Nits! Scratch your head and scratch your bits! Shake ya butt and shake ya tits!” And not to mention the several itch-themed song titles like Crabs, Parasites, and Fleas. They also have a song called Dreamboat that is admittedly about their shared crush. I’d really like to know who the dreamboat is.

Like I said, all three members share vocal duties, which makes the choruses sound fresh and not repetitive. They have some moody riffs that pair well with their vocal melodies. Their overall enthusiasm is absolutely infectious.

I’m really glad that the demo songs were left as is, because they already fit so well with the five new tracks. The demo tracks sound a little more primitive than the new tracks, but altogether, the 12 songs make for a really cohesive record. My favorite tracks are Crabs, Goner, and Tie Me Up. Check it out!

Ok, I’m gonna wrap this up. I hope you all have a great week and thanks for reading! Until next time!

-Angela

Hello and thanks for reading. This week I will write briefly about this new ABSOLUT cassette that was released to coincide with their upcoming tour dates in USA. It’s kinda crazy to think this band has been around for over a decade now. They really caught my attention with their demo, and I have been a huge ABSOLUT fan ever since. Their 2013 debut certainly had a heavy metal edge to it. And while there are serious metal influences on ABSOLUT, their sound has always come off to me as firmly rooted in hardcore punk. Their recordings typically sound raw as fuck, and the artwork more or less stays in line with what you’d expect to see on a punk record. Yeah, they definitely lean towards the Scandinavian Jawbreaker side of things when it comes to art, but never some insanely epic metal looking shit. While they kept the cover punk as fuck on this new cassette with an homage to MODERAT LIKVIDATION, it’s hard to say the music easily fits into this aesthetic. Yes, they cover GANG GREEN on the B side of the tape, but holy fucking shit this tape is metal as fuck. Their last proper release in 2019 certainly had a new vibe with double-kicking parts, but it was not like THIS. Anyone that knows me knows that I am truly not a fan of metal, but man I can’t get enough of this new ABSOLUT käng munk! It just sounds so extreme. Joel delivers absolute fucking madness on guitar.

When I dissect this release, I really treat the A side as the focus here. I know there are more songs on the B side, but those tracks were just thrown onto the tape for the hell of it, since they were never properly released. The A side also has like ten minutes of blank tape after the music ends, haha, so that really takes attention away from the B side. While I enjoy the B side, I find the master is much better on side A. On the A side, there are three totally new songs recorded last year as a promo for an LP coming later down the line. On the B side, there are two other new songs, two old songs, and a cover that were all recorded April 2022. While some people may not like the mashing up of different sessions on one release, I love when bands do this. It just comes off as so punk and DIY. I really love the packaging on the tape. It is also super punk, in the way that the tape case can barely close cos there are so many folds! While they credited me for the art/layout, I really did not do that much. I just suggested doing a huge double-side jcard that folds out from eight panels. I guess I did the mock-up for each panel, but I didn’t make the actual design. To finish off the release, an absolutely hilarious (and offensive) “homage” to Eric Clapton is featured on the back side. I think tape packaging is typically pretty fucking boring, so spicing this shit up with more folds than one can handle seemed like a good idea (...until it came time to actually folding every single one). I actually released this cassette, so all the folding was done by yours truly.

I bought Victims of a Bombraid and Absolut Country of Sweden from a guy on the internet years ago. I felt bad that he was only selling em due to pressure from his wife and care expenses, but man I was unbelievably excited to cross those two bangers off the list at the same time. To pay him, I sent PayPal over and wrote the record names in the notes. After I sent it over, the payment was flagged and it said it was under review by PayPal. Of course, the guy was nervous cos he had already sent the records, and we were both really confused as to what was going on. I had never experienced this before, but his PayPal account was new, so I assumed that’s all it was. After some time, PayPal asked me to fill out a form explaining what exactly I was purchasing. And then after I got the stuff, they wanted me to confirm all was good before they would let the money clear into the dude’s account. That sucked, especially for the dude. When this was happening, my friend Chris (what up mofo!) explained that he has often has problems with ANTI-CIMEX stuff sold through PayPal. He told me he’s not sure why the stuff is flagged, but to avoid the trouble he changes the title slightly, so it doesn’t straight up say ANTI-CIMEX. I take the time to explain this, cos when I first launched ABSOLUT: Käng Munk 2024, every single order on the BPDT site that contained this cassette was flagged and then denied. That was brutal. I called PayPal and they just explained it was a security issue and it was automatically denied, but the person on the phone could not tell me why exactly. Instantly I remembered buying Absolut Country of Sweden, and the difficulties that came with it. I wondered if that previous issue was with “ABSOLUT” cos of the liquor brand, and not actually “ANTI-CIMEX.” So, I changed the name of the tape and asked Daniel to buy a copy online. Still no luck. At this point, I gave up and decided people would have to wait for SSR and a few other distros to get copies. But, a few days later, PayPal emailed Daniel an explanation and asked him to answer one question to resolve the issue. They asked him to provide a date of birth for Käng Munk. I can’t tell you how funny I think that is. Since I finally understood why PayPal was flagging them, I removed the title from the cassette, and all that followed was business as usual.

My staff pick is stretching away from brief now, but before I go, I want to break down “käng” and “munk” cos I’ve seen a lot of comments and questions, haha. I’ll start with the simple one. Munk is simply a combination of metal and punk, but from my understanding the band must actually be good otherwise it’s not considered munk and probably just butt-metal. To be honest, I first heard this term from CLT of ABSOLUT, so I take this as some up north Canadian slang that doesn’t exist far from there. Now, käng is a lot harder to describe, but it’s actually a word in Swedish. When we toured Europe a few years ago, I learned I was pronouncing käng wrong this entire time. The letter k is not pronounced like we would in English, but the word begins with a “sh” sound. Käng is pronounced shhang, essentially. As I was breaking this down, I suddenly realized the symbol commonly used to represent kängpunk is a fist, but käng actually translates to the word boot. I know of another word “kängnäve” that people have used to describe kängpunk bands, but I did not really understand how it translated. Well, I had to get to the bottom of this, so I asked my good friend Anders to help me understand. I asked him why a fist is used to symbolize kängpunk, when the word käng translates to boot. Instead of paraphrasing his reply, I am going to leave you with quotes. If you’re reading Anders, thank you as always for taking the time to share stuff with me!! And thanks to everyone else for your support, of course.

“Käng is boot so that’s correct and kängnäve is the way your fist goes up in the air when listening to a proper käng band. The way ‘Kängpunk’ came to be was that in the mid 80’s American bands wearing flannel and converse shoes were ‘taking over’ even in Sweden and the old proper leather jacket and army boots punk was not very popular. Jimmy (bass player in 16 Blåsare Utan Hjärna, Horse Laugh etc etc) was not very fond of the transition and wanted bands to wear boots. Boot wearing bands = kängpunk. Simple as that. The term spread and the rest you know…Kängnäve probably got its name from people wearing boots going to gigs and just acting out their frustrations about society and war and bands wearing converse shoes.”