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H2O:
It Was a Good Day: 7"
Two covers here, side one being an embarrassing, punked up cover of Cube’s “Good Day” and side two being a shitty cover of a shitty Suicidal song, “I Want More.” If there is a God, someone’s gonna do some serious time in punk rock hell for this release. –jimmy (Sideonedummy)


GINA GO FASTER/ THE THIRTEENS:
Split: 7"EP
Gina Go Faster have been a sleeper favorite of mine for awhile. I forget about them for six months at a time because the name’s kinda weird, but the songs are a-rockin’, and I’m always pleased when I pop one of their releases on. “Here We Go” and “2 Steps from Home” are low-fi, high-energy songs that are sweet and crunchy like bubblegum dropped on a sidewalk, and re-popped into your mouth. Real fun garage power pop. The Thirteens are pretty standard and straddle the line between punk and hardcore (screamed vocals, trapped drummer syndrome, soaring guitar chords). To be sure, the songs are competently played, but there’s at least fifteen current bands that do it better. Their effort’s not piss, but not as good as a two 40 ozs (which would be in the same price range). –todd (King Bee)


FRENZAL RHOMB:
Shut Your Mouth: CD
An average band in my opinion. They never seem to float my boat with their melodicore and silly lyrics. I know people must like them because they are on Fat. But I am not one of them. –don (Fat)


FOUNDATION:
Self-titled: CDR
Rare has been the occasion when a CD hits the bottom of a trashcan as fast as this one did. Neo-hippie shit with non-fuzzed guitars, a song named after a Cocteau Twins EP and a Tom Waits cover, dressed up in packaging that gives the impression that they’re either straight edge hardcore (which ain’t much better) or noise metal. –jimmy (Ann Beretta)


FORWARD:
We Need The Truth: CDEP
If you have followed my reviews through the time I have been with Flipside and now with Razorcake, I am very biased towards Japanese punk. I absolutely love it. I set it on a pedestal and worship it like it was the best shit I ever took. You know the type. The bowl filler that took the least amount of effort to expel. Not sloppy and takes the minimum amount of wiping to make yourself ready for the day. There I go again talking shit again. Here is a four song blast from the mighty Forward from Japan. They play a sort of sloppy old school style of punk that has no intentions of sounding professional. Fun is had by all by not being too serious but play to keep the energy alive. Some now may say that it sounds street punk while others would say old school. I would say the old school vein. One thing I need to do is learn more Japanese to be able to understand the songs. Japanese does not always translate well into English. –don (HG Fact)


FAST AND THE COOL, THE:
4-Track Demos: CD
This is new wavish super-distorto janglish stargazin' sonic splendor that's all-at-once trippy, poppy, funky, sludgy, and feel-good giddy. In an unusually odd display of audial diversity, the succulently sweet songs contained herein are a magical mishmash of infinitely mind-reeling instrumentation ala Cheap Trick, Badfinger, Stereolab, Smashing Pumpkins, Devo, Spacemen 3, and even a bit of "Rubber Soul"-era Beatles. I especially enjoyed the invigorating spontaneity of the spastic tribal drumming, the sporadic eruptions of a synthesizer's ebullient emotings, and the intermittent effervescence of fuzz effects. The whiney bratty schoolboy vocals are strainfully similar to The Judys, Violent Femmes, and Dead Milkmen (annoying at times, but certainly unique and vividly impressive). All in all, this delightful lil' disc possesses a euphoric childlike innocent quality to it that's both endearing and uniquely divine... –Guest Contributor (Geff Grimes, Crystal Clear Sound)


FAIRLANES, THE:
Welcome to Nowhere: CD
The first couple of times I listened to this, it sounded like pretty generic pop punk somewhere between Screeching Weasel and Lagwagon. I decided I’d give it one more listen, figuring, if I don’t hear something in it this time, I’m gonna send it to someone else who may like it. And, for some reason, it stuck. I heard something. A touch of the Thumbs rawness. A touch of D4 drum beats. I don’t know what it is, but there’s definitely something deeper going on in these songs. It’s growing on me. Then I read the liner notes. The bassist tells the story of how the Fairlanes graduated college and started moving away from the band and into the world of careers and other such nonsense, then realized that their hearts were really in this band and dedicated themselves to it full time. Maybe that’s it. Maybe it’s that random sense of sincerity that makes this a good album. Maybe I’m starting to sound like a football announcer talking about Warrick Dunn’s “heart.” I’m gonna stop now. –sean (Suburban Home)


EX, THE:
Dizzy Spells: CD
Crass drops some L with Tragic Mulatto at a Gang of Four show and they all while away the hours making anatomically correct origami representations of Cary Grant’s intestinal tract. Really good noise/rock here, kids. –jimmy (Touch and Go)


EVAPORATORS, THE:
Honk The Horn: 7"EP
Frenetic, spastic, goofy, and epileptic, Nardwuar is a traffic accident and the Evaporators happen to be in the van when he leaps from the back, grabs the steering wheel, and careens them off the side of the road. Bless him. On this short-runner, they’ve got Nard’s mania in a tight ball of electricity. “Touch Wood”: Electroshock The Smugglers and splice in Bikini Kill’s Kathleen Hanna’s spiked uterus screaming. It’s a riot in two senses of the word (as in “funny” and “burn this fucking place to the ground.”). “Honk the Horn”: If you ever wondered if Screaming Jay Hawkins was white, recovered from an anyersm, and espoused full-on Canadian pride after a snippet with Tommy Lee’s cock print on a boat horn, wonder no longer. “I’m a Critic Like the Rest of Them”: picture hardcore favorites, The Neos, less doom and gloom, for exactly forty three seconds.  “I Don’t Need My Friends to Tell Me Who My Friends Are”: Yardbirds, but punk and better, with a bring-it-on-down spoken word segue. Color me impressed and tattoo a maple leaf on my ass, this is a fine, fine 7”. –todd (Nardwuar The Human Serviette Records)


ENVY:
The Eyes of Single Eared Prophet: CDEP
Five-song release from this Japanese band that sounds like pure apocalypse. I’m not sure if this would get classified as emo, but this is definitely emotional. Screaming and yelling over droning guitar blasts supported by thunderous back beats and bass solidifies the pain. It almost puts me into a bad mood and brings out the internal pain of my disturbed self. If that is their goal, the job is 1. –don (HG Fact)


DRUNKTANK:
Carbombs, Molotovs and Destruction: CD
Raw hardcore with a sound outta the mid-80s. Although sing titles like “Chokin’ on my Puke,” “Eat My Shit,” and “Liver Transplant” make me glad my copy didn’t come with a lyric sheet, the songs themselves are pretty friggin’ rockin’ and I’d wholeheartedly recommend this on that alone. –jimmy (Drunktank)


DRUNKEN CHOLOS, THE:
Livin La Vida Loco: CD
The Drunken Cholos are the Queers back to their original line up. It sounds a lot like “A Day Late and a Dollar Short” (which I think is the Queers’ first album). It’s real raw like “A Day Late..”, and very snotty—two things that usually make for a good album, but not in this case. The lyrics are inane and the songs are simple and uninspired. I guess this is what happens when you have a record label that will put out any kind of crap you record. It’s too bad, because, when I think back to all the cool Queers albums out there, it pains me to rag this one. But you can’t just put out any shit and expect your fans to worship you. Sooner or later, you have to do something new and interesting. The Drunken Cholos are neither. –sean (Hopeless)


DROPKICK MURPHYS:
Sing Loud, Sing Proud!: CD
Another great release from these Micks. Included are tracks with Shane MacGowan and Colin McFaull (Cock Sparrer) on vox, which make for a great combination with Al Barr. –Guest Contributor (Hellcat)


DR. KNOW, THE HELLIONS, FANG:
Fish & Vegetables: CD
This ear-searing CD raucously roars with such thundering almighty ballsy punkrock belligerence, it kicked my ass silly and left me for dead (blood-splattered, bruised, and mangled beyond recognition!). The three badass bellowing bands concussively contained herein threateningly rage with push-comes-to-shove menacing ferocity, and they recklessly regurgitate the aural equivalent of doomsday's flesh-scorchin' violent maelstrom. If you're not frightfully intimidated yet, by god, you should be (after only one listen, I was quakin' in my boots somethin' fierce and fillin' 'em full of shit quicker than I could jump-hump a bunnyrabbit!). Dr. Know rambunctiously reverberate with all-out incendiary anger, attitude, and old school insolence (they are now amongst the anarchic audial elite at the top of my all-time fave tune-twistin' insurgents list!). The Hellions robustly blast out a fitful barrage of dirtbag trashrock roarings that makes Zeke, Motorhead, and Speedealer all seem like a sissified bunch of effeminate negligee-attired pantywaists (gawddamn, these bastards are brutally frenzied and confrontationally all-up-in-your-face!). Fang venomously spew forth a lethal dose of harried hardcore heinousness and conflagrant spit-foamin' fierceness that inspired me to bang my head with such rabid maddog zeal, I'll never fully recover from the resulting fits of whiplash spasms and fractured vertebrae trauma. Yep, you ain't anywhere near punk enough until ya get your grubby lil' mitts on this here foot-stompin' package of pure punkrock fury! –Guest Contributor (Hello Records)


DR. KNOW:
Habily: What Was Old Is New: CD
This is not, repeat, NOT a re-release of their old stuff, but rather re-recordings of old tunes courtesy of the latest, Brandon-led lineup, and before you all let out a collective moan of disappointment, this little piece of plastic is pretty damn good. The band is razor sharp, fast and Brandon’s voice is still blessed with the same charm it had nearly 20 years ago. Even the songs that originally had Kyle’s vocals on them are pretty darn good, thanks in no small part to the fact that the “metal” trappings of those songs are kept at a bare minimum. While I’m usually pretty cynical about old farts peddling their hits to a bunch of kids probably not even born when the songs were originally released, I gotta hand it to these guys. They still got it going on, baby doll. –jimmy (Cleopatra)


DOWNWAY:
Never Be Clever Again: CD
Downway effortlessly generate a spirited onslaught of sound that's all-at-once precise, frenzied, fast, heavenly, hectic, and harmonious... it's equal parts pop-punk and melodicore without being too cushy sweet and annoyingly whiney. The soaring fluffy-cloud harmonies, poignant thought-provoking lyrics, rapidfire guitar strafings, and steady-sturdy bass and drum rumblings intricately intertwine with each other to skillfully create a picture-perfect musical masterpiece that's majestically upbeat, radiantly appealing, and supremely pleasing to the ears. I'll joyfully listen to this platter of audial delight until the last of my dying days... –Guest Contributor (206 Records)


DOWN IN FLAMES:
Demo: CDR
Down in Flames. Thankfully, they sound nothing like Reel Big Fish, Van Halen, or Blackhawk (a contemporary country music band), all who have songs of the same name as this band. More thankfully, their sound’s leaning towards the Dead Boys. And lookee what the b-side to the “Sonic Reducer” 7” is. “Down in Flames.” Coinkydink? The music’s good. Young, loud, and snotty. You can easily imagine sweat on the guitars and the dry spit hucks of some genuine effort and movement. An obscure way to describe this would be mid-tempo and crunchy, if RKL were less Nardcore and more of a rock band. The main drawback? The lyrics occasionally suck bad in a dial-a-cliché way. Case in point: “Like a runaway freight train/ Going down in flames.”? Many things may go down in flames, but mostly things that fly or fall out of trees. Last I checked, there’s airbuses but no such thing as an aerotrain. –todd (Down In Flames/Brian)


DONNAS, THE:
Turn 21: CD
Yes, they still sound like the Runaways with the Pandoras’ sexual appetites. Thank god for consistency, ’cause this rocks pretty fucking hard. –jimmy (Lookout)


DISMEMBERMENT PLAN, THE/JUNO :
Split: CDEP
Originally released as a single, this is brought back in digital format with two extra tracks from both bands. This is my first time hearing Juno, and I gotta say I’m hooked. Good, solid pop rock that moves smooth yet has a crashing feel. Their cover of DJ Shadow’s “High Noon” is worth the price of admission alone. The Dismemberment Plan starts off with the chaotic, sirens blaring “The Dismemberment Plan Gets Rich,” but their rendition of Jennifer Page’s “Crush” is where they shine the brightest. –Matt Average (DeSoto Records)


DIALTONES:
Shortsharpshock: 12"EP
Sean’s right. This is too danged short. You get eight tracks of primo punk rock’n’roll that are over before you even have the chance to get your pogo groove on. Nice cover art by Mario Aerobitch, by the way. Recommended for punkers who refuse to take their ADD medicine. –jimmy (Radio Blast)


DEVOID OF FAITH:
Slow Motion Enslavement: 7"
After the great split with the Voorhees, I came across this mind blower recently on my impulse buying spree at Dr. Strange Records. More of the manic hardcore that pulverizes all those in its way. Anger management at its finest. Six missile attacks that explode with power from start to finish. I had heard a rumor that they had broken up. I guess that is not the case. I feel worthy. –don (Coalition)


DEATH BY STEREO:
Day of the Dead: CDR
Unaffected is the term that best suits my feeling for this release. The vocalist’s tone bugs me to a certain degree. They have musical chops that ranges from punk to metal. But overall, nothing that shook me loose out of my shoes. –don (Epitaph)


DEAD END KIDS:
Slowly as the Fever Burns: CD
A demo quality recording of a mid-tempo punk band that sounds like they’d fit nicely on one o’ those “Bloodstains” comps. Not too bad. –jimmy (Skanking Skull)


DAVE BROCKIE EXPERIENCE:
Diarrhea of a Madman: CD
Schizophrenic, vaguely poppy rock music with some pretty stupid lyrics, from one of the guys responsible for Gwar, which explains quite a bit. –jimmy (Metal Blade)


DANKO JONES:
I’m Alive and On Fire: CD
Didn’t know what to expect from the ordinary cover art. But lo and behold, there’s some mighty fine hard rockin’, gettin’ nasty with someone you just met kind of music contained on this five inch disc. Who said size counts? “Dr. Evening” is that sort of song, with its throbbing bass line and talking about, you know, doin’ it. There’s a lot of fuckin’ goin’ on here! Who’s to complain? Great music makes you wanna fuck anyway. I can’t think of any higher recommendation than that! –Matt Average (Bad Taste Records)


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