Welcome to Razorcake | DIY Punk Music | Punk Bands | Punk Rock Bands | Punk Magazine Welcome to Razorcake | DIY Punk Music | Punk Bands | Punk Rock Bands | Punk Magazine
 

























Record Reviews

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12

| 0-9| A| B| C| D| E| F| G| H| I| J| K| L| M |

| N| O| P| Q| R| S| T| U| V| W| X| Y| Z|

Below are some recently posted reviews.

RSS Feed

HOMOSTUPIDS:
Night Deacon E.P.: 7”
Like a Supercharger with slightly artier tendencies or a sparser Baseball Furies, Homostupids keep it together by falling apart. Having seen more than my fair share of absolute messes of bands, it’s a difficult feat to be this simple and shambolic without the music roiling into an unlistenable turd. If broken is the new fixed or if there was ever an anti-douche inoculation shot to get before setting foot into Guitar Center… go, Homostupids! –todd (Fashionable Idiots)


HOLOPAW:
Oh, Glory. Oh, Wilderness: LP
Despite the fact that this band has been around for a while, this LP is the first that I had ever heard of them. If their earlier efforts were similar to this one, I’m pretty sure I know why I hadn’t heard of ‘em; they play well-crafted sad bastard music. There’s nothing wrong with that. I like some sad bastard shit, but my inner bastard hasn’t been too sad lately. –Vincent Battilana (Obscurist Press)


HOLLY AND THE NON-ITALIANS:
Self-titled: CD
I will admit that from the hand-drawn cover of this CD (featuring a painting of Emma Goldman) I’d pegged this as folky right away. But the first track kicks in with solid guitars and drums and it knocked me for a bit of a loop. A good loop. And, thankfully, this avoids the dreaded, boring female singer-songwriter curse. As the album goes on, things get a little folkier, but in a catchy, feisty way that I really dig. This album has guts. Surprising and cool. I feel like a preteen girl who just discovered her babysitter playing awesome songs with her friends in her garage. –jennifer (Self-released)


HÖLLEY 750:
Prison Rules: CD
Denver’s Hölley 750 plays brutal bar punk. Not a joke band per se, but with tongue planted firmly in cheek, they proceed rough and tumble style. They’re kind of like the legendary Kansas-based Confederacy of Scum band Cocknoose, replacing the country influence with a dash of metallic hardcore. There’s a lot to like on Prison Rules, including the surprisingly clever fantasy lyrics about drugs, crime, and sleazy women. See them play at a venue that allows smoking for full effect. –Art Ettinger (Zodiac Killer, zodiackillerrecords.com)


HERE COMES A BIG BLACK CLOUD:
Party Vietnam: 10”
Lo-fi trashy frat rock with junk yard drums and vocals that sound like they were sung into a coffee can with a string. The real winner is the organist who keeps this monster mash going with upbeat and peppy keys that playfully evoke spooky sounds. For fans of Nobunny and other assorted desert fried rock and roll abnormalities. –Jeff Proctor (Hovercraft)


HEAVY GUERILLA:
Pariah Time: 7”
The music is more or less straightforward, by-the-numbers hardcore, but I’m just not diggin’ the singer’s delivery. No real surprises here, but I imagine they’d probably be more impressive feeding off the energy of a live setting. –jimmy (Pass Line)


HEARTBEEPS:
Self-titled: 7”
Every tune has its share of blues guitar soloing, akin to what The Briefs do in their songs. There’s not a down tempo tune out any of these songs. Everything is solid, up beat, and in-your-face, layered with heavy, distorted guitar tones washed in plenty of fuzz. Every tune here has a classic rock feel and reminds me of something Mooney Suzuki would write if they sped up their songs and added layers of grit and attitude. Not a bad song here, but my favorite is their Love cover, “My Flash on You.” It’s starts out with a sloppily strummed acoustic guitar, making me think it was going to be a complete change of direction, but then the tune just swells up into the raging punk that these guys play. I’m very happy pogo-ing to this record. The way they captured their energy on this record, I’m sure I’d feel the same about their live show. –N.L. Dewart (Frantic City)


HADITUPTOHERES, THE:
Wild City Honest Dancing: 12”
The lyrics aren’t as good as the music, and I’m not saying the music is amazing. The bass player is fucking rad. Easy to remember as a fun sound, but no songs that really stand out. It’s almost like a slowed down, less energetic Le Shok, which is not really my thing (This, not Le Shok, which fucking rules). Cool to listen to while your cleaning your room. –Rene Navarro (Salinas)


GUMBI:
Ritual: 7” EP
Four tracks of sludgy skronk rock. Better than some, but definitely one o’ them discs you gotta be in the right mood for or it’ll fuck up yer day and, well, put you in a mood perfect for listening to it. Fuckers. –jimmy (Repulsion)


GUILTY FACES:
Domestic Bliss: LP
Whoa dudes, this is some seriously snotty, bratty punk rock. These Boston kids sounds like they spend their spare time skating empty pools, jamming to a soundtrack of Minor Threat, Circle Jerks, JFA, and the Zero Boys. An authentic take on early ‘80s American punk, without sounding cartoonish, clichéd, or revisionist, it sounds exactly like it should sound: like bored, angry kids finding a way to create their own fun. Equally tough and catchy, the songs know when to end, they don’t drag on too long, and the solos are always tasteful and appropriately placed. The album artwork is really colorful and eye catching, too. Overall, this is a supremely solid debut by the Guilty Faces. –Jeff Proctor (Deranged)


GOODNIGHT LOVING:
Nothing Conquers Us: 7”
Two tunes that sound like they’ve been transported straight outta 1966 psych pop land, more in line with Voxx Records than Budget Rock. Rodney Bingenheimer would’ve been peein’ his pants with glee over this thirty years ago. –jimmy (Dirtnap, dirtnaprecs.com)


FLAT TIRES:
Payin Dues…Again: CD
I am not sure if the Confederacy of Scum still exists, but the Flat Tires would sure be a strong addition. More of a rockin’ country punk sound along the lines of Hellstomper than the gruff punk of Antiseen, but they would fit right in there nonetheless. They even got Alan “The Goddamn” King from Hellstomper and Polecat Boogie Revival to record vocals for the second song, “PBR.” Eight songs of whiskey-fueled North Carolina punk country blues and if that’s your bag, you will want this. –frame (Zodiac Killer, zodiackillerrecords.com)


FIST OF THE NORTH STAR:
Here’s to an Early Grave: CD
Fast shout-along hardcore anthems with dynamic touches of rock’n’roll. Lyrics about boozin’, losin’, and not goin’ to church. And guitar solos. Lots of guitar solos. I’d love to be shitfaced in a bar one night and have these dirtbags hit the stage. They strike me as the type of dudes who take an airborne beer bottle as a compliment. –CT Terry (Stik Man, stikmanrecords.com)


FIGGS, THE:
Casino Hayes: 7”
The Midwest is lousy with longtime underrated or slow-to-be-appreciated bands. I’m not sure what the correlation between oceans and widespread popularity is, but Milwaukee’s Figgs have been playing straight-ahead, under-the-radar, thoughtful poppy rock’n’roll for years and years. They’re also a “fan of music” band, a “band’s band”—a band that’s happy to sit down and chat with you, see if you’re enjoying yourself, instead of lighting itself on fire, shoving themselves into a cannon, and ripping their clothes off so you take notice (only to be forgotten just as quickly). They toured with the Knack in the mid-’90s, should be on the same couch as Cheap Trick (or at least the same living room) in people’s minds, and have laid down two more rockin’, steady, mellower tracks here. –todd (Peterwalkee, peterwalkee.com)


FIELD DAY:
Christian Television: 7”
Take a dash of the late-’90s jangle of Sacramento’s Sunney Sindicut Records roster (Pivot, Popesmashers, etc.) and pour it in a tumbler full of the huge shoegaze/indie scene from a few years later. Throw in some packaging that’s more Mr. Pibb than Dr. Pepper (the cover’s a tad forgettable, sorry) and you’ve got your Field Day. All three songs are instrumental with the first two being quick, mostly pretty, bursts of sound. But on the flip, the song “Barbie with Gun” really forces you outside the box a bit. Weird, weird time signatures, complex notes that leap into crazy spasms of distortion and then back into the light-hearted, “fun with teddy bears” romp. I personally didn’t care for their stuff, but I gotta give ‘em points for testing the sturdiness of expectations and still sounding like a cohesive unit. –keith (Rorschach)


FELLOW PROJECT / JONESIN:
Split: 7”
It’s kinda funny: I’ve had releases by both of these bands for a long time, but never really listened to either of them. A while back, there was a mishap with an order I did with Dead Broke. When I received my actual order, I got a free Fellow Project CD for the trouble. I never listened to it, thinking that it was something that they just had lying around (I guess that’s just how my mind works). Jonesin did a split with Shang-A-Lang. I listened to the Jonesin side when I got it, noting that it was ex-Down In The Dumps. I recall thinking that it was okay, but much preferring the SAL side—no offense, but they do an awesome fucking Lou Reed song on their side. So this is kind of the first time that I’ve really listened to either band. Fellow Project offer up some poppy, punky post hardcore. Jonesin lay down two tunes in the Tiltwheel via Crimpshrine vein of gruff-voiced dude punk. –Vincent Battilana (Kiss Of Death)


FED UP:
Read Between the Lines: 7” EP
This is at least the third band I’ve heard going by this name, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing when one takes into consideration that they lay down some serious hardcore here—flailing drumsticks, buzzsaw guitars, and a singer with an apparent fascination with stabbing those who piss him off. It’ll be interesting to see how the other Fed Ups of the world (if they still exist) manage to up the ante, ‘cause these kids have set the bar pretty high here. –jimmy (World Won’t Listen)


FACE VALUE:
Rode Hard, Put Away Wet: Clevo HC ‘89-’93: CD + DVD
This is definitely one of the best discography releases I’ve seen: a full CD of material, including the first demo, and a DVD of live footage, photos, flyers, etc. If you are at all into Face Value, then you should by all means pick this up. When most bands of the time Face Value existed in were mimicking other hardcore bands, Face Value looked to rock bands for musical inspiration, much like the first wave hardcore bands before them had done. Check the solo on “You Claim” or the song “Blind Men.” The music is definitely hardcore and is energetic as hell: fast without being a blur and the vocals are bellowed out with conviction. Their best material is The Price of Maturity LP, though I imagine most will like their Coming of Age EP, since it sticks to the late ‘80s hardcore sound the most. You would have never expected Erba to go on and form a band like Gordon Solie Motherfuckers a few years later, though they are similar in sound. I guess my point is, most people from the late ‘80s, early ‘90s hardcore scene faded away and this dude kept coming back, better and better. The DVD has video from various shows around the Midwest and the East Coast. Sound quality is decent and it’s an interesting document of the times. Seriously, if you like Face Value, or even Gordon Solie Motherfuckers, 9 Shocks Terror, etc, then get this. –Matt Average (Smog Veil, smogveil.com)


EX-GENTLEMEN, THE:
Self-titled: CDEP
The Ex-Gentlemen are two parts ‘80s rock (think Cheap Trick), one part ‘77 punk (think Generation X), and one part Green Day. The result? Decent rock’n’roll with catchy parts, power chords, and plenty of sing-a-long-iness. For me, it was a bit too heavy on the general ‘80s rock’n’roll side of things (as evidenced by all four of these songs being about a minute too long for my highly caffeinated attention span), but for a self-released demo, this is pretty good. If this were a cereal, it’d be Honeycomb—the sugar is there, but you have to slog through a lot of whole grains and corn bran to get there. –Maddy (Self-released)


EL BANDA:
Skutki Uboczne: 2xLP
I was first introduced to this wonderful band from Poland through Todd during a visit to Razorcake HQ. It was the band’s debut record, Przejdzie ci, which he knew would hit my soft spot for my love of female-fronted bands. I bought a copy out of the distro without a listen and took it home to be quite impressed with what came out of the speakers. Sometime later, making an order from the label in Poland, the label asked if I would mind if my order was delayed so they could send me a review copy of El Banda’s new 7” to review. Woohoo! New 7”?! No problem! Some time passed and I was shopping on the label’s website again and I saw that there was an upcoming double LP with twenty-four songs. Twenty-four songs?! It was a no-brainer that I had to possess this. I’ve got the record in my hands and love that it is encased in a heavy gatefold cover. I quickly appreciate the artiness of the photos used throughout. Musically, it did not disappoint. The progression of this band is pushed even further than their debut LP. Post punk, jazz, punk, and the kitchen sink is thrown out there for an aural delight. It’s good to hear this band pushing the limits to see what might come together. Even with the experimentation, the energy level maintains a high level of aggression and rawness. It doesn’t dip when you can hear the band being playful. With so many songs to digest, I did not feel it was labored. The variety justifies the attention. El Banda are truly one of the most captivating bands that has caught my attention in the last few years. –don (Pasazer)


DSB / ASSASSINATORS:
Split: 7”
A Japanese / Danish split of excellent melodic, crusty hardcore. DSB: Tokyo’s self-described “radical punx” who have a poster proclaiming “Radical Jawbreaker” deliver galloping drums, bubbling bass lines, and stratospheric vocals. The dude sounds like a vulture with a rasp and the lady sounds almost operatic in a sinister-but-sweet way. Copenhagen’s The Assassinators fit well into the recent tradition of sweeping, compassionate melodic crust in the vein and on par with Signal Lost and Harum Scarum. This isn’t a slight—they sound like Banarama and their fastest and toughest, mixed with Tragedy’s lion roar and power. There’s a good chance that both bands are breaking up in 2010, and, ironically, this is a great introduction to both of them if you’ve never given ‘em a listen. –todd (Alerta Antifascista, no-pasaran.org, Halo Of Flies, halooffliesrecords.com)


DRAGO / 007 HUNDRED CLUB:
Split: CD
This CD has great cover art, first of all. I’d love to see it blown up to full LP size. It’s obvious that neither band takes themself too seriously. 007 Hundred Club plays fast, occasionally poppy old school punk/hardcore. It’s nothing new or original, but it seems like they do it with heart and that’s what really counts. Drago have a similar sound but aren’t quite as good. They do have a fairly entertaining anti-Ian MacKaye song where they pronounce his name incorrectly and use lyrics from Minor Threat songs to point out how stupid he is. It seems sort of lame to get mad that somebody chose not to drink and sang about it thirty years ago, but hey, that’s just my opinion. –Ryan Horky (Winter Street, myspace.com/winterstreetrecords)


EDDY CURRENT SUPPRESSION RING:
Rush to Relax: CD
I feel like a gushing, horny teenager when I try to explain the Eddy Current Suppression Ring. That feeling ain’t all Tiger Beat-y for the dudes in this Australian band (and Razorcake #55’s cover band), but the music itself; their ability to clip off the lawn tips of the best of music from the ‘60s, ‘70s, and ‘80s and somehow shape that into contemporary, sculpted, interesting songs is nothing short of phenomenal. And instead of sounding like a band on a soft rock music station floating along, dumping crap in your ear, the effect is almost music-narcotic. I realize I’m a music dork. Got it. A funny thing happens when I play ECSR to new people whose taste I respect: “Wow they sound like X, mixed with Z,” where the X and Z are among the person’s favorite bands. Where X and Z are rarely the same, from person to person and widely divergent, but I can see it and it makes sense. Over and over again. That’s incredible. It shows not only how deep the pool ECSR are drawing from, but I’m convinced they’re a band chock full of music dorks, too, and this music’s just a human form of electricity inside of them. It’s not a phase, dabble, or calculation. The crib notes comparing Rush to Relax to their second full-length Primary Colours? It’s a bit less brooding, and quite possibly one of the brightest-sounding social anxiety records I’ve ever heard. Recommendations for records don’t come higher. I’ll be playing ECSR for years and years to come. (If you look close to the cover, the band had a plane fly a banner of their name behind them as they posed for the shot. Awesome.) –todd (Goner)


DISTRICT OF COLUMBIAS:
We Barely Just Got Here: CD
Really sharp and on-point. This record grabs you by the throat from the first notes and doesn’t let go. Moreover, it gets better each time I hear it because I’m always finding something new and interesting about the tunes with each listen. It’s difficult to pinpoint precisely what the District Of Columbias sound like. A quick look at their Myspace page reveals a wide range of disparate influences and, somehow, the band seems to incorporate them all. Nonetheless, here goes: Quicksand meets Unsane, but with a more traditional rock’n’roll vibe to it. If you’ve ever felt blessed by the swirling, symphonic glory that was Quicksand (the second band listed among their influences), you’ll like this record. –The Lord Kveldulfr (Inya Face)


DISPENSED, THE:
Bury Your Heart: CD
This is often mid-tempo emo/pop punk, similar to more recent bands like The Crush or Cardinal Sin. It feels like there’s a lot of Face To Face influence, as well as some Get Up Kids, and that this would fit in with a lot of late ‘90s/early ‘00s Vagrant Records stuff. –joe (Retrace, myspace.com/retracerecords)


1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187 188 189 190 191 192 193 194 195 196 197 198 199 200 201 202 203 204 205 206 207 208 209 210 211 212 213 214 215 216 217 218 219 220 221 222 223 224 225 226 227 228 229 230 231 232 233 234 235 236 237 238 239 240 241 242 243 244 245 246 247 248 249 250 251 252 253 254 255 256 257 258 259 260 261 262 263 264 265 266 267 268 269 270 271 272 273 274 275 276 277 278 279 280 281 282 283 284 285 286 287 288 289 290 291 292 293 294 295 296 297 298 299 300 301 302 303 304 305 306 307 308 309 310 311 312 313 314 315 316 317 318 319 320 321 322 323 324 325 326 327 328 329 330 331 332 333 334 335 336 337 338 339 340 341 342 343 344 345 346 347 348 349 350 351 352 353 354 355 356 357 358 359 360 361 362 363 364 365 366 367 368 369 370 371 372 373 374 375 376 377 378 379 380 381 382 383 384 385 386 387 388 389 390 391 392 393 394 395 396 397 398 399 400 401 402 403 404 405 406 407 408 409 410 411 412 413 414 415 416 417 418 419 420 421 422 423 424 425 426 427 428 429 430 431 432 433 434 435 436 437 438 439 440 441 442 443 444 445 446 447 448 449 450 451 452 453 454 455 456 457 458 459 460 461 462 463 464 465 466 467 468 469 470 471 472 473 474 475 476 477 478 479 480 481 482 483 484 485 486 487 488 489 490 491 492 493 494 495 496 497 498 499 500 501 502 503 504 505 506 507 508 509 510 511 512 513 514 515 516 517 518 519 520 521 522 523 524 525 526 527 528 529 530 531 532 533 534 535 536 537 538 539 540 541 542 543 544 545 546 547 548 549 550 551 552 553 554 555 556 557 558 559 560 561 562 563 564 565 566 567 568 569 570 571 572 573 574 575 576 577 578 579 580 581 582 583 584 585 586 587 588 589 590 591 592 593 594 595 596 597 598 599 600 601 602 603 604 605 606 607 608 609 610 611 612 613 614 615 616 617 618 619 620 621 622 623 624 625 626 627 628 629 630 631 632 633 634 635 636 637 638 639 640 641 642 643 644 645 646 647 648 649 650 651 652 653 654 655 656 657 658 659 660 661 662 663 664 665 666 667 668 669 670 671 672 673 674 675 676 677 678 679 680 681 682 683 684 685 686 687 688 689 690 691 692 693 694 695 696 697 698 699 700 701 702 703 704 705 706 707 708 709 710 711 712 713 714 715 716 717 718 719 720 721 722 723 724 725 726 727 728 729 730 731 732 733 734 735 736 737 738 739 740 741 742 743 744 745 746 747 748 749 750 751 752 753 754 755 756 757 758 759 760 761 762 763 764 765 766 767 768 769 770 771 772 773 774 775 776 777 778 779 780 781 782 783 784 785 786 787 788 789 790 791 792 793 794 795 796 797 798 799 800 801 802 803 804 805 806 807 808 809 810 811 812 813 814 815 816 817 818 819 820 821 822 823 824 825 826 827 828 829 830 831 832 833 834 835 836 837 838 839 840 841 842 843 844 845 846 847 848 849 850 851 852 853 854 855 856 857 858 859 860 861 862 863 864 865 866 867 868 869 870 871 872 873 874 875 876 877 878 879 880 881 882 883 884 885 886 887 888 889 890 891 892 893 894 895 896 897 898 899 900 901 902 903 904 905 906 907 908 909 910 911 912 913 914 915 916 917 918 919 920 921 922 923 924 925 926 927 928 929 930 931 932 933 934 935 936 937 938 939 940 941 942 943 944 945 946 947 948 949 950 951 952 953 954 955 956 957 958 959 960 961 962 963 964 965 966 967 968 969 970 971 972 973 974

| 0-9| A| B| C| D| E| F| G| H| I| J| K| L| M |

| N| O| P| Q| R| S| T| U| V| W| X| Y| Z|

Razorcake Podcast Player


·SCREWS, THE
·SOTATILA
·DOG PARTY
·NOISE EMISSION CONTROL
·SOMETHING FIERCE
·CLOSET FATTIES
·ROUGH KIDS
·KARST
·FLIP SHIT


If you live in the Los Angeles area and want to help us out, let us know.



Get monthly notifications of new arrivals and distro and special offers for being part of the Razorcake army.



 
Razorcake/Gorsky Press, Inc.
PO Box 42129
Los Angeles, CA 90042

Except for reviews, which appear in both, the
contents of the Razorcake website are completely
different from the contents of Razorcake Fanzine.

© 2001-2015 Razorcake/Gorsky Press, Inc. Privacy Policy

Razorcake.org is made possible in part by grants from
the City of Los Angeles, Department
of Cultural Affairs and is supported
by the Los Angeles County Board of
Supervisors through the Los Angeles
Arts Commission.
Department of Cultural AffairsLos Angeles County Arts Commission


Web site engine code is Copyright © 2003 by PHP-Nuke. All Rights Reserved. PHP-Nuke is Free Software released under the GNU/GPL license.