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LEBAKKO:
Popkornikauppa: 12”EP

Raw, sloppy garage punk from Finland with clean guitars, melodic bass lines and vocals sung in Finnish. At its best on songs like “Jäätelökesä” (“Ice Cream Summer”), Lebakko nails some melodies that, even if vaguely familiar, totally work with the energetic music that lies beneath. I’d never dock points for singing in a native tongue, but when you can’t understand the words, the focus tends to be on the vocal melody and how it melds with the music. Unfortunately, Lebakko don’t pull it off as well as some other recent Scandinavian bands (Masshysteri and Tristess come to mind). Not taking full advantage of the recording process, the record is littered with badly off-key vocals. Perhaps endearing in a live setting, but not on record. In fact, this sounds like a live record, sans crowd noise. And I’d bet that if you cranked this up in an above-average temperature room, closed your eyes and sipped on a tall can in a paper bag, you’d swear you were at a basement show and loving every minute of it. That’s the environment where I bet this band really works, though I’d take a 7” with the aforementioned “Jäätelökesä.” It’s hot. Ice cream, please.

–Chad Williams (PML, pikakelauksellamaailmanloppuun@gmail.com / Mutant, gopaperboygo@hotmail.com)


RIFLE DIET:
“Abuse Begets Abuse” b/w “The Affected: 7"
Nice to see Profane Existence is still limping along, although I think printing “limited edition” across the sleeve is lame. In this day and age, every indie press is “limited,” unless there’s like five of them. Whatever. This is an absolute skull crusher of a disc. Minneapolis crusties who have done time in more than enough bands to give them credibility, hammering through two tunes of dirty, downtuned, crusty mayhem. I’m thinking From Ashes Rise or Wolfbrigade, but some of the harshest female vocals this side of Mandy from Health Hazard. People say this genre is played out. I say fuck ‘em. –Tim Brooks (Profane Existence, profaneexistence.com)


KITTEN FOREVER:
Pressure: CD

This is a solid thirteen songs with high-energy female vocals and catchy sing-along choruses. There are no guitars; the bass player carries the melody, switching between clean and heavily distorted tones. The drumming is primal. The singer has a severe, overdriven wail with a hint of a party attitude. Nice one for fans of Bratmobile, which I am. Works for me.

–Billups Allen (Guilt Ridden Pop, guiltriddenpop.com)


REV NØRB AND THE ONIONS:
EP 707077: 7"
Yep, you pantsed me. Nørb writes a column and reviews for Razorcake. I sorta wish the nepotism didn’t stop there. His memory’s phenomenal when it comes to comparisons, so I feel like a bit of schmub trying to write this review. He’d probably do a better job of it than I. Here are the low-hanging fruit pies for reference: Mummies, New Bomb Turks, and Devil Dogs. Taco Bell Budget Rock. Before Nørb joined, Manitowoc’s Onions (some former Last Sons Of Krypton fellas), pervaded a “why not shorts when we’re playing?” / gas attendant / let’s stand mostly still, it worked for CH3 aesthetic. I’d say that Nørb has appropriately Sweet-Tarted up the proceedings, both live and on record. Flam-boy-ance. DIY punk’s Nordstrom’s Rack Liberace? (Green Bay and West Allis are only about a hundred and twenty miles from one another. Coincidence?) Boris The Sprinkler fans won’t be disappointed. Bob Dylan fans probably would be (this isn’t a reprise of Nøb Dylan And His Nøbsoletes). My sole gripe is that someone who’s as graphic design-ly on top of his shit would allow such egregious pixilation on the labels… well, I never. It’s a record in a dust sleeve. I didn’t get a cover. I like this record. Only time will tell if it’s the Studebaker of penises. –todd (Brad X Tapes, braddaugs@yahoo.com)


JAHBREAKER:
When It Pains It Roars, Mon: 7” EP

A reggae-themed-and-executed pisstake on Rastafarianism, Northern California hippie culture, and the endless pursuit of being stoned.

–jimmy (Silver Sprocket, silversprocket.net)


REGREŚ:
Nie Patrzec Wstegz: 12" LP
This is a post-hardcore album from Warsaw, Poland. There is a lot of noise here. For the third time in this review cycle, I wish I could fucking understand Polish. I appreciate the experimentation here. The drummer is not giving any hints away. Like the guitar riffs, his beats don’t get into a rhythm long enough for you to get stuck in them and miss the guttural vocals. I admit, this music is not my cup of tea (or whatever they drink in Poland), but I was impressed with the territory Regreś is charting here. –John Mule (Refuse, refuserecords.prv.pl)


JADED EYES:
Gods and Monsters: CD

What year is this again? H.D.Q. are back together and now we get an offering from this new U.K. band sounding like H.D.Q. of old? What? I try not to live in the past, but I’m digging this time machine. Faultless DC-inspired hardcore with more than a nod to Articles Of Faith, Dag Nasty, and Government Issue (“Jaded Eyes” is a GI song). I always say age doesn’t matter, and sometimes being older in a band gives chops and experience the younger whipper snappers don’t have. Members of this Leeds band spent time in John Holmes and Voorhees, so these fucks have definitely done their time. I bet these dudes smash it live. Yet another banger from our friends at Boss Tuneage.

–Tim Brooks (Boss Tuneage, bosstuneage.com)


INERTIA:
New Lows to Bear upon a Barren Earth: Cassette

This tape starts out twinkly and pretty, making me a little worried I was in for a wimp ride. Not the case whatsoever. It keeps that part short and sweet, moving on to a total ripper. It’s fast as fuck with some layered and gang vocals spread throughout. In the middle you get a moshdown with some sick pinch harmonics. Stressed out, stern vocals urge you to realize the end of our shit existence is coming soon. Second and third tracks give you more of the same with a bit more of a rock feel not unlike Damnation A.D. The last song is a roll around on the ground rager. The drums are definitely getting knocked over and the singer is going to need a tissue. The packaging for this tape is awesome—intricately scored and folded into a self-closing box and professionally printed on both sides. As someone who works in the print industry, I know this thing was not cheap by any means. Great job, boys!

–Adam Mullett (Baldy Longhair, baldylonghair@gmail.com)


RED DONS, THE:
Notes on the Underground: 7"
It’s quite simple really, this is an outstanding record. To be honest, that should be enough to make people flock to buy it but just in case you need a bit more encouragement, try to imagine taking the best bits of Occult Detective Club and The Steve Adamyk Band, throwing them into a blender, switching it on for ten seconds, and then adding a touch of The Marked Men to the resulting mixture: The Red Dons would be what you end up with. “Cold Hearted” is an absolute gem of a track with an intro that extends over ninety seconds before any vocals join in. This record also has a wonderfully warm and full sound that further enhances the aural experience. –Rich Cocksedge (Grave Mistake, gravemistakerecords@gmail.com, gravemistakerecords.com)


INDIAN DREAM:
Orca: CD

Music needs context. The context can come from anything, which is why, like art, it is so subjective. I recently read a review of this reissue in another punk rag that totally panned it as hippy music. What was missing for that reviewer was the context this band came from. Indian Dream was around in the late ‘80s/early ‘90s on the tail end of the anarcho movement. This was the era I went to see bands like Indian Dream, City Indians, Oi Polloi, and the like play with other like-minded punks at squats and punk venues around England. This reissue compiles their only LP and EP, both of which are melodic, tuneful anarcho punk with female vocals in the vein of Lost Cherees, Internal Autonomy, Omega Tribe, and the Mob. Along with the traditional sounds of anarcho punk, this band also has influences of the era, most notably the shimmery guitar which sounds like The Wonder Stuff. Taken out of context, the songs about whales complete with whale sounds and slow ballads seem laughable, but at the time of handmade zines, hunt sabbing, and dreadlocks this all made perfect sense. This is a tough one to recommend as the sound is so linked to my memories I can’t tell if this fantastic or ridiculous. Whatever, I love it. Now go get your own memories.

–Tim Brooks (Boss Tuneage, bosstuneage.com)


RAW NERVES:
Futile Efforts: LP
Goddamn is this some crushing hardcore! Portland’s Raw Nerves serve up a full length’s worth of mid-paced, gruff hardcore hoisting the same flag as favorites like Rorschach and Strung Up. The speed barriers are hardly broken here but that’s exactly what is going perfectly well in the songwriting process with the focus being on brutally heavy riffs and pounding drums. Truth time: I’ve heard of Raw Nerves prior to getting this handed to me, but ignored them due to the fact that I was more into Raw Nerve from Chicago whose popularity exploded when Youth Attack put out their records. Not to take anything away from Raw Nerve, whom I do like a lot, but now that they’ve called it quits I don’t see why the spotlight shouldn’t primarily be on Raw Nerves from here on out. If a prolonged hardcore beat down is what you seek then your search is over. –Juan Espinosa (Man In Decline, manindeclinerecords.com/rawnerves)


HOLOPAW:
“Golden Sparklers” b/w “Yearlings Darlings”: 7”

All of my alarm bells are going off. Ding! Ding! Ding! High alert! Be careful! Super-pretty playing. Clean, enunciated, sung male voice. Careful instruments. Ultra-clear recording. It’s such a slippery slope to Dave Matthews, Indigo Girls, Maroon 5 (I’m just naming stuff that I think blows and have been exposed to more than I care for; it’s a limited exposure and unfair to Holopaw. I agree.). But there’s something in Holopaw that makes me not hate it (besides Replay Dave’s recommendation), that makes me think that they’re on to something that reclaims some of the bad memories/horrible bands playing on radio waves/satellite/whatever today’s technology is. Holopaw are pretty-sounding, but have verve and a low-burning fire. My toes tap along. They sound delicate and precise, but not fragile. This is a tough sell between listening to the welcome slashings of Neighborhood Brats and Flag Of Democracy, but I’ll give ‘em their due. Indie rock done well.

–todd (Wild Kindness)


HOLLOW HILLS:
She Said Die: 7”

Ah, yes. Spooky surf music. Cramps comparisons are easy, but this isn’t so cookie cutter that I’d stop there. Think The Ghastly Ones, El Ray, etc., but less camp and with a bit more punk structure, almost Murder City Devils-esque in terms of actual songwriting and dynamics. Cool stuff that I bet rips live.

–Dave Williams (Hot Trash, hottrashrecords.bigcartel.com)


RANDOM CONFLICT:
Tradition Is the Enemy: LP
Another full-length from this long in the tooth Southern hardcore band. The delivery’s a bit more feisty than on previous albums, but in the end, nothing really stands out or sets them apart from the pack. Really wanted to like this more than I actually do. –jimmy (No Profit, noprofitrecords.limitedrun.com)


HIRED GOONS:
Demo: Cassette

86 Mentality style oi-influenced hardcore from Canada with those good Sheer Terror-style vocals. The recording is a little spotty (vocals and cymbals overtake the mix), but the songs are good and it is just a demo tape. There are these really cool, very minimal guitar overdubs on the tracks that on a better recording would stand out a lot better and show some good rethinking of the basic “one-two power chord riff” that will fare these guys well later on. The last song, “Red & Black,” is the slowest of the bunch and while I can’t make out much of the lyrics, it has a really good ominous and paranoid-sounding vibe to it. This was pretty limited and I think that when the label sent it to me they were already running really low, but this is definitely a band worth looking into for future releases.

–Ian Wise (Nobody Cult, nobodycult.bigcartel.com)


RADIATOR HOSPITAL:
Something Wild: LP
Bedroom projects often need trimming. I like to think I understand an individual’s “need” to get their music out, but, for me, most bedroom recordings don’t hold up to repeated listening. That being said, bedroom projects that get re-imagined with a full band (especially with members of Swearin’, Very Okay, and The Fucking Cops) have a lot of potential. The full band songs rollick and swagger along while Sam’s voice weaves in with a lazy college rock drawl (a la Cheap Girls). However, the backing/layered vocals are unnecessary, a bit annoying, and detract from Sam’s voice during the full band tracks. The bedroom type solo tracks…. maybe younguns will connect with the love angst. Me, I wish the full band songs were divided up to their own side of the LP. Then I wouldn’t have to turn the LP over. Ever. Wheat from the chaff, y’all. –Matt Seward (Salinas, Salinasrecords.com)


HEALTH CARE:
“U 2 Me” b/w “Lies!”: 7”

This is a two-song teaser from Health Care, the brainchild of Dan Bush, formerly of Thee Makeout Party. The approach is in such lo-fi fashion that it distorts the lines of power pop and twee with searing vocals and strategic use of unconventional rock instruments like the glockenspiel and a farfisa organ. Nevertheless, the songs are quite endearing and could be much more memorable if not for their brevity/quantity. I’ll be paying attention if a full-length drops.

–Juan Espinosa (King Song, sdanielbush@gmail.com)


HEADIES:
Meta-Pop: LP

RIYL on your one sheet? Ugh. But I’ll roll with it. Want some keyboard with your Weasel? Headies can give you a couple of those. “Please Kill Me,” “Kelly Wears Keds,” and “Meta-Pop” are solid fun, might even cause some spontaneous tighty-whitey dancing around the turntable. There are some Thunders-type vocal inflections and riffs on some of the other songs that don’t fit. Maybe fun live? And three cover songs? Please.

–Matt Seward (Square Of Opposition, squareofopposition.com)


PSYCHOTIC TURNBUCKLES:
Destroy Dull City: 2 x CD
A double-dose of historical noisemongering from this legendary Australian (via PismoBeach) garage punk unit. Included are the Destroy Dull City EP, the Beyond the Flipout LP and assorted rarities on the first disc, and a complete collection of single A and B-sides, plus some more rarities on disc two, making for about as fine an introduction to the band as you’re probably ever gonna get. Throw in some extensive liner notes and track commentary and you have yourself a party, kiddo. As can be expected, shit’s loud, primal, fuzzy as hell, and wholly worth the trip. –jimmy (Citadel)


HARD FEELINGS:
Swell…: LP

Apparently, Doc Corbin Dart or Paul Curran is leading a small-musical-instrument-wielding Warriors-type gang of EastBay via South Florida punks through the slush-covered streets of Duluth, Minnesota. If that sounds like your kind of uproar, Swell… will not disappoint. Oddball nasal vocals howling out personal grass-isn’t-always-greener lyrics over jangling guitar and crashing drums. The lyrics border on stream-of-consciousness, but contain just enough one-line nuggets to be relatable (“But by the end of these nights when we feel alright only to wake and it’s all forgot”—”Bright Side of Life”). Do Ya Hear We? festers got graced with a Hard Feelings set this year, which puts a lot of context around which side of the punk bread their butter is on. Re-purposed screen printed covers and a Xeroxed one page lyric sheet round out this superb release. Like Rembrandt, I’m ready to follow the Hard Feelings gang into enemy territory and leave their tag on every available wall.

–Matt Seward (Plan-It-X, plan-it-x.com / Starcleaner, star cleaner.com / Lost Cat, lostcatrecords.org)


PROLETARIAT PUNCH:
Signs of Civilization: CD
From what I can gather, this is a discography of sorts covering a couple of tape releases, a single, and some other tracks the band’s released over the past few years, packed inexplicably in a Harum Scarum CD cover, which is in turn glued to the inside of a lyric booklet. The tunes are overwhelmingly of the thrashy variety that often sounds like a history lesson in U.K. anarcho punk, with moments where they slow the manic tempos down a bit and occasionally drop in some Subhumans-derived reggae. Was a bit skeptical of ‘em at the outset because of the obviousness of their influences, but they definitely won me over by doing things well and with sincerity. –jimmy (Recluse)


HAPPY NOOSE:
Amagosa: 7”

Huh. Definitely an overwhelming sense of goth punk with this one. Ominous Bauhaus-inspired vocals and droning chords that sound like synths but are probably guitars. Think of a less ferocious Lost Tribe and you’re getting there. Didn’t quite connect with me personally, but I can’t say these aren’t an atmospheric batch of songs.

–keith (Happy Noose)


H.D.Q.:
“Hand Me Downs” b/w “Toronto”: 7”

Welcome return by one of the bands that defined my youth. This English band was one of the more melodic bands amid a sea of thrash in the late ‘80s. Taking cues from Dag Nasty to begin with and then becoming ever more melodic until their breakup in the early ‘90s. Three quarters of the band went on to form Leatherface with Frankie Stubbs and members played in bands such as Generic, the Jones, amongst others. This release is a fantastic return to form, still keeping a DC edge with a dash of Hüsker Dü, but adding a ‘90s, ‘00s U.K. vibe. While the influences are clearly American, the sound is so English, mining territory this band pioneered but others like Snuff, Southport, and Blocko emulated. Wonderful stuff.

–Tim Brooks (Boss Tuneage, bosstuneage.com)


PROLETAR / ANALDICKTION:
Split: 7"
Tonally, Proletar and Analdicktion are a worthy pairing. Jakarta-based Proletar has been together since 1999, and they have been featured on more than twenty releases since that time. The band recalls a high-octane reinterpretation of Napalm Death, if the lyrics were addressing imperialism, outsourcing, and politics of the left; pretty cool topic matter to hear from voices outside of the U.S. Take that intellectual activity with the blizzard of serrated chords and Proletar’s three tracks and make for a fine A-side. On the B-side is Anadicktion, a recently defunct group from Singapore, who are a bit more of an anomaly for me. I’m intrigued by the brutality of the vocals that are so engagingly awry with effects they seem to boil up from the bottom of a swamp (or fly in from outer space on radio waves made of crude oil) but songs like “Fuck Artsy Indie Girl Bullshit” and “Trendy Hipster Castration Bloodbath” seem a bit like caricatures. But the goregrind vocals are so pleasingly spooky that I eagerly sleuthed around for more material. Analdicktion’s 2011 album, Sluts, is well-reviewed, but similarly hard to get down with due to song titles like “Semen Covered Butchered Whores” and “Severed Scene Slut” and from the abundance of rape jokes in a few reviews I checked out in my hunt for more material. I get that the gore misogyny is probably intended to be more goofball than machismo, but the outcome is normalization of creepy misogynistic thinking. Call me Tipper Gore, but it reminds me in part of why even at punk and hardcore shows in 2013, many of my female friends can’t pass a night without being groped or harassed by dudes in the scene, and how DIY, even though it’s implicitly left leaning, can still feel like an angry hetero boy’s club. In sum, this is an EP of rad grindcore sounds but ultimately mixed messages. –Jim Joyce (Suburban White Trash, suburbanwhitetrashrecords.com)


POOR LILY:
Vuxola: CD
Weird and dynamic enough to appeal to folks interested in genres beside punk. How’s that? Confident, strange, and buoyant songs that are so precise they might as well be laser-guided. Similar in oddity and tone as NoMeansNo and Alice Donut or even more challenging shit like Ruins. Nineteen songs kind of pushes the limits of my endurance, but they’re undoubtedly good at what they’re doing. –keith (Poor Lily)


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