Sorry for the lack of posting lately. Been out and about. I'm also sorry that I have never posted anything from Eat Skull. It becomes more and more apparent to me as time goes on that I am much more stupid than I think I am.
Anyway, if you don't already know, Eat Skull are a beautifully lo-fi pop/ noise/ garage punk outfit from Portland, OR. They were part of that whole "shitgaze" scene that prevailed during the later half of the last century. Last time I saw these dudes they were really drunk.
This is their second album and it's better than their first. I mean, it's not a lot better, but it is indeed better. You know?...
It's time to get weird with some of that early(ish) -era now wave racket from Chicago's Scissor Girls. The name of the game here is obnoxious guitars, poorly play dance punk rhythms, and sass.Lot's of sass. Sass is the key.
Was going to send this as a response to an email I got from this band about their new single. Instead, I decided to post it here... duh...
I just spent an intimate morning with your catalogue and I just wanted to let you know that it was extremely satisfying (both sexually and intellectually). The new single is definitely a standout piece. The combination of dissonant, sludgy, punk riffs and the unadulterated atmosphere of garage-partying is both intriguing and thoroughly refreshing. I hope you see what I am getting at... Your band is the Arnold Palmer (drink) of punk. If you don't understand the weight of that compliment then I implore you to fill the nearest tolerably clean glass glass at your disposal with equal parts lemonade and black tea. Now drink it. See what I mean? Your band is amazing.
I thought I already posted this but I guess not...?
Here is a compilation of "songs" by southern California's greatest electro-noise-punk band. I know, I know... That's a big statement to make. Well I'm a big man with a big brain and I get to say whatever I want cuz I'm overwhelmingly intelligent...
Also, Tit Wrench are amazing and all to unappreciated... I think. We are talking a non-stop assault of squealing synthesizers and comically buzzsaw-ish guitar shreddery over poorly planned drum machine sequences and a vocalist who is pretty much just Sam McPheeters... Oh ya... And the samples...
Now I'm sure your all clamoring for the download link at this point, but if by some strange reason you're not, then watch this all too confusing live performance and tell me you don't want to hear more....
More punk from Vancouver. Saw these guys last night and they played pretty good. I liked it. These Vancouver kids have this thing where they dress real clean but play punk real nasty. We like that.
I saw Nu Sensae again the night before last at a hip little punk bar in Portland. The night started quietly, but quickly escalated into an all out frenzy of magical proportions. After an inspiring set from the rainbow rockers Gaytheist, a trio of mangy kids took the stage and shit got nuts. PEOPLE WERE DANCING... IN PORTLAND. Now, if you've never had the pleasure of attending a punk show in this beautiful city, then you probably understand my excitement. It's probably the constant gray cloud overhead that's the cause, but people here don't seem to understand the concept of moving anything but your neck in this town. This night, though, people were writhing with a fervency that could only be described as inspiring.
As such, here is the first full length from the (then) duo known as Nu Sensae. It sounds like Vancouver, BC....
This release chronicles the first EP and full length from Scotland's greatest band. These anarcho-noise-punks were good friends with The Ex and it is evident. When these guys get going its all dissonant grooves and scratchy rhythms.
The combination of noise rock and hardcore can get sketchy at times. Don't ask me why. It just does (remember the garbage 31G put out...?).
This record is not sketchy, though. Well... not in a bad way at least...
My current listening habits have put in a space inhabited buy both De La Soul and TV Ghost.We are gonna talk about TV Ghost...
These guys are from Lafayette and they play some delightfully dark music. The sound is a like an argument between reverberated guitars, squawking organ, and all sorts of rock and roll growling.
It's like art punk garage rock. You know the stuff. Nick Cave would be proud.