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GREAT DISMAL SWAMIS, THE:
Self-titled: CD
This is a solid load of two- to three-minute punk’n’rollers from Virginia Beach. Debut album features good vocals and solid playing all around. “Death Mansions” is a mover. “Way Down” uses the big beat. “Loch Ness Lightning” uses the Chuck Berry riff. Check. Check. Check. –Billups Allen (thegreatdismalswamis.bandcamp.com)


GIVE:
Singles Going Confetti: LP
These guys remind me of late 1980s Dischord/DC bands like Soul Side and King Face, but with a bit more of a “rawk” side. Crucial John’s vocals sound, to me, like Sean Brown (Swiz / early Dag Nasty), with the strained from-the-gut delivery. You can hear the classic DC guitar sound here, and the drums are really good. However, most of this stuff doesn’t ever take off; instead it just kind of lays flat, despite their efforts to rock out. “Solid White” is a good song, but the rest is filler. Then there’s the absurd lyrics of “Kiss the Flame”: “Watching you kiss the flame / And you make love to the fire.” Ummm, okay.... Nice photos and layout though. –Matt Average (Deranged, derangedrecords.com)


GASH:
We Are Fuck You: 7” EP
Fifteen seconds of what sounds like the band’s riffing on something lifted from a groovy ‘70s soundtrack starts things off before they go the full grind route. Midway through, they pause with a bit of Sabbath’s “Lord of this World” before riding a renewed onslaught to the end, all in roughly four-and-a-half minutes. –jimmy (Give Praise)


FUCKING PARTY, THE:
Self-titled: LP
The quality one observes can often be described with the choice of a curse word as an adjective modifier. “Damn” or higher is quite a feat. Noisy, Big Black-styled hardcore with possible stoner metal influences. If you’re looking for smooth, tidy punk rock, then you’ll be sorely disappointed. This is jagged, loud, dense and it’s really damn good. Recommended if you like hearing people who can play their instruments well and play noisy rock music. –Bryan Static (Self-released, thefuckingparty.com)


FUCKING HOTLIGHTS, THE:
Self-titled: Cassette
The Fucking Hotlights are loud and abrasive, straddling a gray area somewhere in the foggy nexus between post-hardcore, crust, and anarcho punk. This could have been entirely two-dimensional, but there are these wonderful bits of spooky psychedalia in the guitar work that carry the sound past the realm of the derivative, and the wailing vocals—as if the singer’s guts are being torn out with a fork while trying hard to carry on a normal conversation—bring the whole thing together. I like it. –The Lord Kveldulfr (Drug Party, drugparty.org)


FINDERS, THE:
Finders Keepers: LP
Given that the only other record i have by these early ‘80s marvels—caught, as they were, in that wiggy limbo period between the collapse of ‘70s punk and the ascent of hardcore—was their best-known effort, “Calling Dr. Howard” ((you know, the one that goes “calling Dr. Howard, Dr. Fine, Dr. Howard” with a sleeve depicting the lead singer puking in front of a Three Stooges photo?)), i was wholly unprepared to find out what these guys really were if you dug a little deeper than the one goofy 45: An honest-to-Sharona, completely credible POWER POP band. I had no clue! I just assumed they were jokers like Meaty Buys or something. And, whilst the band was indeed a trifle more Manitoba-esque than the accepted norm ((i can’t see many of the skinny tie brigade touching a song like “Sweet Little User” in this life or the next)), i’d say a good two-thirds of this album is straight-up power pop—we’ll say the Fools meet the Proof—and fine shit at that. I don’t usually have high hopes for retrospective albums pieced together from miscellaneous thirty-year-old demo recordings, but this one not only qualifies as a keeper, but verges on being a lost classic of the genre. Color yourself kept, AND with a poly bag! BEST SONG: “Sweet Little User” BEST SONG TITLE: “I’ve Had It,” which is a Bell Notes cover, but still. FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: The guy’s Oakland Raiders “Silver and Black Attack” T-shirt depicted on the cover is so stupid it’s cool. –norb (Cheap Rewards)


EETS FEATS:
“Ghost Slack” b/w “Where’s the Water At?”: Flexi disc
This flexi contains two solid surf-inspired rock songs. Too punk to be called straight surf rock, but includes some good “hang ten” echo guitar interludes. Nice snotty vocal delivery. Definitely a slab for the punk’n’roll crowd. –Billups Allen (rottedtoothrecordings.com)


DUMBS, THE:
Glue Sniffers: CD
The Dumbs from Warsaw usually function as a Ramones cover band. However this CD contains fifteen Ramones-inspired originals. These guys are nothing if not committed. The CD artwork is a parody of the artwork for Acid Eaters. The songs are short bursts of teenage angst. The band has a feel for Ramones production, humor, and song structure. There is no Joey element to the singing; the vocals are raspy to snotty. Still, you know what’s going on here. If you are always ready to commiserate about the Ramones, you will like this. –Billups Allen (facebook.com/heydumbs)


DUI’S, THE:
Booze the Fear: 7”
In case you couldn’t tell from their name and their record title, Booze the Fear, the DUI’s want to make absolutely clear that they’re into drinking alcohol. Four straight-up drunkpunk songs about 40s, pints, shots. Basically, if you subscribe to the straight edge philosophy, this won’t be your cup of tea. (Tea is allowed in straight edge culture, right? Someone check with Ian.) –Dan Ozzi (S.B.S.)


DOMESTICS, THE:
The G.D.P. E.P.: 7”
I’m a sucker for big words used appropriately and not pedantically, so when the Domestics rhyme “don’t come near me” with “existential ennui,” you know I’m in. And what better way to sum up the benefits of going to hardcore shows than this line: “The all-pervasive blandness of this turgid modern life can be kicked into the long grass if only for the night, with some raw noise!” Time to break out the dictionary and do the smart mosh. –mp (facebook.com/thedomestics)


CIRCLE JERKS:
Group Sex: LP
From its brevity to the sheer velocity of its tunes, this is one of the gold standards of California’s punk scene, and rightly so. It’s one of those records that many, including me, have spun so many times and that the subtleties of both recording and performance have become embedded in the brain. It’s a veritable laundry list of classic hardcore—“I Just Want Some Skank/Beverly Hills,” “World Up My Ass,” “What’s Your Problem,” “I Don’t Care,” “Live Fast Die Young”—from beginning to end. Sure, a good portion of the music was appropriated and/or outright pilfered from the likes of the Angry Samoans, Black Flag, and Red Cross, but somehow that has never seemed to tarnish the sheen of this twelve-inch slab of mayhem, nor has it aged poorly in the thirty-plus years since it was originally released. If you missed the boat the first, or hundredth, time around, here it is again, this time in blue vinyl glory, for the gettin’. –jimmy (Frontier)


DOMESTICS, THE:
The G.D.P. E.P.: 7”
Nice bit of racket here. Hammering, mostly mid-tempo U.K. hardcore-type stuff, with subtle nods to older bands like Conflict and Discharge embedded into the sound as their singer howls about different aspects of modern society, the stupidity of bigots, evolution, and the “culture marines” we allow to process and interpret it all for us. –jimmy (Runny Bum, hobopope.com)


DIRT DRESS:
Donde La Vida No Vale Nada: LP
This record is heavy on floor tom beats. The opening song, “Stray Cats,”sets a pace that starts with a Cramps-style party beat. It’s a jumpy song that sounds like it would come across fun live. The album moves into slower fare like “Religion/Drugs” where the dreamier pacing allows the guitars to shine a little more. The repetitive vocal patterns and drumbeats get tiresome. As the album keeps going, it travels along a narrow speed scale. –Billups Allen (Recess)


DEMANDS:
Piss on Your Wounds: Cassette
Some current DC hardcore—fast and earnest and angry. Every song an epithet— lashing out at falseness and weakness—in personal life and broader humanity alike. It owes a lot to classic hardcore with its slam pit-centric, speedy riffs and pounding drums. I’d like to see them change it up a bit and add a few more elements to their songs, but if you just want fast and angry, you’ll find a bunch of that here. –Craven (self-released, jamesdoubek@gmail.com)


DEATH CAMP:
Teenage Nightmare: 7” EP
NYHC type stuff, though these guys don’t get sucked down into the duller aspects of that sound. They keep the urgency and razor-sharp sound of hardcore intact. Plus they have a more sinister sound in their metal influence, as you can hear in “Punch/Line,” with the slower, crunchy riffs, screaming guitar, lurching tempo, and feedback towards the end. The lumbering opening of “Curtain Call” is a killer. It gets nice and dark—with thundering bass lines, and a percussion kicking hard—the guitar comes in for a measure or two, then they open the gates and go for broke. Pretty damn good record. Hope to hear more! –Matt Average (Black Rebel, blackrebel.bigcartel.com)


DEAD YUPPIES / STAN OSKARŻENIA:
Split: CD
Ten songs of Polish punk rock split evenly between both bands. Dead Yuppies are up first. They play upbeat, political punk rock with melody and power, with the bass guitar taking a prominent place in their songs. They rail against racists and the government and do it with aplomb. Stan Oskarżenia also play upbeat punk rock with political lyrics, but are even more melodic. They have slightly more gruff-sounding lead vocals and gang vocals aplenty, and guitar solos are sprinkled throughout their songs. These two bands really complement one another on this split, with a nice flow from one band to the next. The winner for me was Stan Oskarżenia, but it was close. The lyrics are in both English and Polish. –Rick Ecker –Guest Contributor (Pasazer, pasazer.pl)


DEAD ENDING:
DE II: 12” EP
Vic Bondi’s revisitation of his hardcore roots continues on this second EP. As with the first, he and his cohorts playing hooky from Rise Against, Alkaline Trio, and Noise by Numbers come on strong, tempering double-time tempos and hollered vox with melodic nuggets buried in the song’s structures. On “Speed of Lies,” the sole slower tune here, they opt not to go down the almost poppy route on similar tempo tunes on the previous installment and instead offer up a churner. It’s political without being overtly preachy, intelligently angry, and direct without sacrificing poeticism or creativity. All the best ingredients for rock-solid punk/hardcore are in evidence. –jimmy (Alternative Tentacles)


DANCER:
On the Run: 7” EP
The A-side is comprised of two KBD-styled punker gems that sound like they can’t possibly date later than 1978. The flip is a spot-on power pop ditty along the same lines. Limited to 300. –jimmy (Daggerman)


CREATIONISTS:
Holy Wisdom: LP
It’s as though Joy Division mated with The Gun Club, and then their offspring had an affair with Mission Of Burma. Creationists are the result of all that. Post-punk, but not the dour kind—more into getting in your face than sulking in the dark. They do have the prerequisite dark side, but there’s also a good bit of rock and roll (“Tunnel Rat” for example) and the windswept, lonely sound from the driving and jangling guitar (this is where The Gun Club comparison comes in). For the most part, the songs move at a fast pace, with a ton of urgency. Even when they slow down a smidge, the urgency is still at a boil (“The Enlightenment”). The whole record is solid, but what really knocks me on my ass is their song “Saint Stephen.” This song is so damn good, especially how it follows three loud and in-your-face type songs. Nice switch of pace. You can hear the Joy Division influence loud and clear (the main riff reminds me of “Shadowplay”), and yet they throw in other influences to where it blends seamlessly in. The way the song changes towards the end is great. It goes from something slightly clangy to something more melodic and even more tuneful and introspective. –Matt Average (Super Secret, supersecretrecords.com)


TWO MAN ADVANTAGE:
Dynasty: LP
Hockey. Alcohol. Punk rock. Mix in equal parts and get ready to hit the ice flailing. Long Island’s own are at it again with Dynasty, and no, it’s not a hockey-themed tribute to the horrible 1979 KISS album with the same name. No, this is straight-up NY hardcore, high-sticked deep into your face until it’s wiggling around inside your frontal lobe. This latest lineup of songs from TMA sit nicely alongside my The Hanson Brothers rekkids (Nomeansno’s alter ego hockey band) and I’d still love to catch one of TMA’s rollicking live sets that they’ve been giving their audiences the last sixteen years or so. Limited to 250 copies of 150 gram colored vinyl, including a CD of the rekkid and a pint coaster with the band’s logo! Gloves off, volume up! –dale (Drug Front, drugfrontrecords.com)


TV EYE:
Working Bee: 7” EP
Kinda embarrassing that some of the finest proponents of early Southern California punk-influenced bands aren’t even from Southern California. This is quite true of TV Eye, a Swedish band that knocks out track after zippy track of ADD-length tunes steeped in Dickies, Simpletones, and other SoCal institutions with a seeming ease that makes those of us who hail from the western edge of the North American continent both seethe with envy and gleefully bop our heads along to tuneage as tasty as the best from those from who they draw influence. Ten tracks here. Not a bummer in the bunch. –jimmy (Just 4 Fun, j4f.dk)


TUTU AND THE PIRATES / HOTLIPS MESSIAH:
Get Weird: Split 7” EP
Tutu And The Pirates: Two new tracks from what is arguably Chicago’s first punk band. “Debbie Debbie Debbie (and Her Prison Baby)” is the Pick to Click here, with lyrics like “got knocked up while she was locked up/it’s like immaculate conception” that would make early Sloppy Seconds envious. Hotlips Messiah: No slouches themselves, these relative new-jacks more than hold their own here, with a couple o’ fun, punchy punk ditties that fit in nicely with what their vinyl mates have laid down. –jimmy (Sexy Baby)


TUNNEL, THE:
Sultry Daggers: CD
A few years back I had the privilege to review An Eternity of Blood by Jeff Wagner’s Tunnel Of Love. Whereas that incarnation leaned more towards a singer/songwriter sensibility, The Tunnel is a full-on band version of the same project in terms of both provenance and performance. That said, I described the music in the earlier review as Tom Waits meets Rob Zombie with some German expressionism thrown in, and that still stands. And I still love it. This is dark and spooky and weird, and this manifestation as a band now compels comparisons to The Birthday Party, sans the really bizarre imagery that NickCave could come up with at times. This would be my soundtrack to sit brooding in a dimly lit room late at night, plotting the gruesome demise of all my enemies. –The Lord Kveldulfr (Glorious Alchemal)


TOMBOY:
In the Fucking Band: Cassette
Building on their two-song debut, this all-female trio out of Boston build a bridge between sugary twee and garage. With lo-fi acoustics and adorable school girl vocals, Tomboy brings up shades of Bratmobile and Tiger Trap, best heard in their cover of Nirvana’s “Sliver.” Here, sans the thrum of bass, they turn an angsty homesick plea into a passive-aggressive wish. “I Can See” switches to lazy Sunday, Mazzy Star dream rock circa She Hangs Brightly while “Too Bad,” their thrashiest track, hits a tight rhythm and drops to a beefy metal strum. While this is only the beginning for the three, their amalgamation of post-punk stylistics, minus the riot grrrl snarl, keep me curious to see what else they have up their sleeves. –Kristen K (Trashy Tapes)


TOM GRRRL:
Even When She’s Losing, She Is Still Winning: Cassette
Tom Grrrl is, I’m pretty sure, a one-man band (at least there are a suspicious amount of drum-machine-sounding bits and bloops here) in the vein of Michael Jordan Touchdown Pass, if that rings a bell with, oh, five of you. Obscurity aside, sweet Jesus, this is great. Spring-loaded, ebullient pop songs with just the right amount of velocity and distortion. The sound collage/radio bit that begins and ends the album is a bit annoying, but the ten songs in between? Painfully catchy and totally, totally awesome. I’ve been playing the hell out of this. –keith (Lauren)


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