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WAR EMBLEM:
Constant Defeat: 12” EP
Interesting mix of early NYHC-influenced hardcore punk with some d-beat guitar stylings added in here and there for extra punch and heaviness. The bass that kicks off “So Far Gone,” as it comes in with a slide and then builds up the tempo, is glorious! It effectively grabs your attention with its dark and dirty sound. This is how bass should always sound in hardcore. The songs are on the fast and faster spectrum, but they manage to throw in a few breakdowns here and there. I do think this would be more effective if they put fewer songs on here, as some of these songs being played at the same tempo, or close to, back to back tend to start sounding like the same song. Take the songs “So Far Gone,” “Carcinogens,” “Obsessed with Death” with its lumbering pace contrasting with the faster and shorter songs, and “Hard to Swallow,” which has one of the coolest riffs I’ve heard in a while, and you would have a killer record. This is a good record that could be great with some heavy editing.  –Matt Average (Protagonist, protagonistmusic.tumblr.com / Narshardaa, narshardaa.com)


WAXEATER:
Baltimore Record: Cassette
I still remember my old college radio station getting a concept record which was—no shit—an album-length rumination on a trip to EpcotCenter. If I had been dictator at that particular moment, the kid’s body would still be strung up in the town square for us all to huck fetid vegetables and tattered copies of CMJ at. Seriously, who the fuck cares about your trip to Epcot Center for even three minutes, let alone forty-five?I don’t often actively get angry at musicians or bands, but when I do it usually involves a concept album. Sure, they’re a good way to garner critical notice and imply a certain amount of musical gravitas, blah blah, blah, but that aforementioned hypothetical dictatorial square has no absence of precocious crucified saps whose thematic “explorations” (quotes mine) deserve a stinky tomato to the face. So imagine my trepidation when I found that Waxeater’s cassette was an album themed around The Wire, my favorite TV show of all time. I was so apprehensive at the prospect of listening to what would doubtlessly be a brutally bad collection of in-jokes that I took my time machine back to last summer, bought a bunch of farm stand veggies, and secured them in my basement so I’d be ready for the present day. But. BUT! Waxeater manages to pull it off: no public humiliation or cold cellar stockpile needed. Far from it. Their band house shares property lines with late-era Black Flag and the Touch And Go roster, with enough howl and shrill grit to warrant discussion of the TV series’ often grim subject matter. This is not done without humor, however; as lines of dialogue become titles, choruses, and hooks on which to hang riffs throughout. I’m sure, too, that the energy present throughout this cassette must translate bombastically in a live setting.  –Michael T. Fournier (Let’s Pretend)


WE ARE HEX:
“W.D.M.R.s” b/w” Tongues”: 7”
Artsy goth rock, like a strangled PJ Harvey singing Siouxsie. Hints of some dark wave like Joy Division or Killing Joke. I guess this is the new sound? I lived through the goth crap in the ‘80s and don’t need to do it again. Seems like these dudes are a pretty big thing. I dunno; it all feels a bit contrived to me.  –Tim Brooks (Latest Flame)


WEAK TEETH:
So You’ve Ruined Your Life: LP
Second LP from this Providence, Rhode Island hardcore/screamo band. Discordant, melancholic-yet-heavy guitars melded perfectly to tight, fast-paced rhythms, with lots of riffage injected into the proceedings a la modern Propagandhi. Too often this type of stuff plods along without a lot to distinguish one song from another. This is not the case with Weak Teeth, musically speaking, though the stylistically typical screamy vocals tend to employ similar patterns throughout the entire album. Solid record, definitely worth your time.  –Chad Williams (Riotous Outburst, riotousoutburst.bandcamp.com / Fita, fitarecords.co.uk / Tor Johnson, torjohnsonrecords.com)


WHATEVER BRAINS:
///////: 2 x EP
I admit I have a soft spot for Whatever Brains, not just ‘cause they’re “weird,” but because they’re ambitious in their weirdness. This release is a fine example of what I mean—two distinct EPs packaged as one, identified as SSR-63 and SSR-64, respectively. The second EP is the more conventional of the two, with four tunes showcasing their usual synth-laden noise mongering. The first, however, is a different beast entirely. According to SorryState’s website, it is comprised of “A series of linked compositions a la Venom’s At War with Satan or the Subhumans’ From the Cradle to the Grave, SSR-63’s lyrics chronicle the plight of a Russian family who lived in complete isolation in remote Siberia for more than forty years.” These linked compositions, which meld from one into the next, vary wildly in tone, texture, and attack—one minute you’ve got post-punk, next you’re into some minimalist synth, then quieter acoustic passages, and then you’re off on a hypnotic groove-skronk trip, and so on, stretched out over two sides of a 12” and clocking in at a total of roughly twenty minutes and change. It’s a worthwhile ride, with enough engaging twists and turns in delivery to keep one from losing interest, and impressive in scope.  –jimmy (Sorry State)


WIDOWS WATCH:
This Message Repeats: LP
I put this record on and the sound falls into place in my ears like my fat ass fits into my favorite chair. I hear the Replacements. I hear Face To Face, Lucero, and the Gaslight Anthem. This five-piece band from Baltimore creates good, solid, no bullshit, American songwriting. This message repeats? Yes. And thank god it does.  –John Mule (Toxic Pop)


WOMBELS:
Back Attack: CD
German punk trio that sounds like a mutant strain crafted from the cells of Pennywise and Millencolin band members. Whatever method that was used by a mad professor, it works. Blazing guitars, pounding drums, and flame-retardant bass are what are on the menu here—sixteen songs that will sound killer at maximum volume. These guys know what they are doing since they have been at it since 1985. The only misstep is covering an obvious Bob Marley song. But the inside photo shows that these dudes like to drink huge beers with high alcohol content, so I will let that one slide.  –koepenick (Self-released, wombels.net)


WORLD/INFERNO FRIENDSHIP SOCIETY, THE:
This Packed Funeral: LP/CD
How many bands make you want to grab a partner and waltz your ass off until your feet hurt? I count just the one and that is The W/IFS, a collection of rabble rousers which, despite many attempts, defies direct classification. This album takes me on a musical journey that conjures up images of the darker reaches of Eastern Europe, Paris, and New Orleans to name but a few places; such is the eclectic quality of the songwriting across its course. This Packed Funeral is The W/IFS at its best and stands as an open invitation to the best party ever. –Rich Cocksedge (Alternative Tentacles)


WRETCHED OF THE EARTH:
Fire to Their Houses: LP
Self proclaimed anti-colonial d-beat, Wretched Of The Earth are both heavy and beautiful. They have a nice balance between the two adjectives. The drum and bass are furiously quick and full-sounding, while the dual guitars sparkle through solos around a thread of rhythmic melodies. Two deep, raspy voices rise up over top, spitting about subjects of subjection and oppression at the hands of pious colonial settlers, as well as the residual impact into this century. I love this stuff and often play records like this while I’m falling asleep. This particular record has six tracks, most of which are each five or six minutes long. The instrumental breakdowns are peppered throughout each song, during which the guitar work is reminiscent of slower Maiden. Lyrics are exceptional as well. The last lines of the titular track are especially haunting: “subvert, set flame, refute, reclaim / subvert, set flame, they perish, we remain.” Wretched Of The Earth is intelligent and memorable.  –Kayla Greet (1859, 1859records.bandcamp.com / wretchedofhteearth.bandcamp.com)


WRINGER:
Bullfighter: Cassette
Well-written and –played three-piece pop punk, with airtight arrangements, vocals (and, occasionally, harmonies) which alternately soar and rasp, whoa-oh choruses, and chugging guitar. Good stuff.  –Michael T. Fournier (Let’s Pretend)


ROSELIT BONE:
Blacken and Curl: LP
Bring on the desert. Blacken & Curl is a Spaghetti Western record complete with stenciled artwork of a desert range. If you love old country and bands like Spindrift, The Starvations, Fresh & Onlys, and Old Crow Medicine Show, you need to hear these guys. One of the things I really like about this record is that the band didn’t half-ass it instrumentally. There is a nice range of instruments on this record: cello, violin, trumpet, and plenty of acoustic guitars. They keep the themes consistent with the art, music style, and song titles.  –Ryan Nichols (Self-released)


VIBRATORS:
Punk Mania Back to the Roots: CD
I have a confession to make: I’ve never really listened to the Vibrators. For whatever reason, they were one of those bands that underwrite so much of punk rock and simply fell between the cracks for me because I spent my time listening to the bands they inspired. It’s kinda like spending one’s whole life listening to early Beatles and never listening to Gene Vincent. Shame on me, eh! Regardless, now that I am aware of the gaping void that has been present in my life, at least this record shovels some dirt back into that hole. The subtitle does not lie: the action here is very much in the vein of early rock’n’roll punk, before politics and blazing speed took over the menu at the banquet. However, since this record pops my proverbial Vibrators cherry, I am in no position to assess its quality in relation to their previous efforts; in actuality this could be the worst Vibrators record in the history of the world, and I would have no clue. All I can say is that I’ve been enjoying my ride on the Vibrators train. Whee!  –The Lord Kveldulfr (Cleopatra)


ZEX:
Wanderlust: 7” single
Zex are, without a doubt, one of the best current bands making the rounds. Nailing down their sound in a one-size-fits-all descriptive is impossible. Early punk with strains of ‘70s glam and power pop, and I’m not entirely sure that’s an apt description. Because when I listen to “Escape This Life” on the flip, I’m reminded of the mid to late 1980s when hardcore bands, particularly in the U.K. and some of the L.A. area bands, started treading poppier territory, or adding a little post-punk to their sound. The guitar dominates these songs, setting the tone. The A side is a little more tightly wound, with a chorus that instantly imprints itself on your brain, and will have you singing along. Then there’s the guitar line towards the end of the song that recalls Buzzcocks that sends this over the f’n edge! One of those songs that makes you glad to be alive. This is definitely a band I will follow through their duration. As I understand it, they already have an LP and another single out, which I need to get. And so do you.  –Matt Average (Wired For Sound, facebook.com/wfsrecords)


YOUR PEST BAND:
Time to Go: LP
Your Pest Band used to stumble towards the Hickey side of melodicism, but with Time to Go, Fumito Yamazaki’s howl has softened into a snarled pop propagator. YPB hasn’t lost their touch, rather they have actualized the Teengenerate/Testors vibe that was always present, but typically muddied under the mania. Highlights include “You Were the Rebel” and “Reverse,” because although Your Pest Band has slowed down a bit, they are most memorable when they shout aphorisms. The next time a close friend puts down a guitar for a mind-numbing nine to five so as to satisfy someone else’s expectations, I’ll be sure to remind them that, “You were a rebel, you killed all forever. But it’s all over, now?” Ultimately, Your Pest Band still knows how to strike bone marrow.  –Sean Arenas (Snuffy Smiles)


YOLKS, THE:
Kings of Awesome: LP
Pretty lofty title, but the album is pretty awesome (and really catchy). One side is packed full of loose bubblegum rockers that frolic along on an intimate slacker tip. Each one of ‘em is as good as the next, and they got an honest and boyish sentiment. The other side is nothing but delightful rhythm and blues tracks, with nothin’ slacker soundin’ about ‘em. Some of ‘em sound like they coulda been half a century old or more (besides the “What’d I Say” cover, which is). They’ve even got keys! And use them well, conjuring Vince Guaraldi to mind—maybe that’s just me because this makes me wanna dance like somebody from the Peanuts syndicate. Regardless, they’re fantastic. The flipping of the record is all the transition you need between the two sides, despite their different patterns, as they are cut from the same distinct cloth (I guess they split live sets like this, too). For sure, one of the top new records I’ve heard this year.  –Vincent Battilana (Randy)


WYATT BLAIR:
Banana Cream Dream: Cassette
This tape is bright yellow and transparent, which is a good indicator of what the music sounds like: catchy, sunny melodies with guitars, solid drums, and vocals that always have a part for you to ooh-ooh-ooooh along.  –Bianca (Burger, burgerrecords.org / Lolipop, lolipoprecords.com)


WRIGGLE:
Demo: Cassette
Being yelled at by a drunk guy while some people play music behind him, pretty much. GRADE: In the context of being yelled at by a drunk guy, A-. In the context of music, B-.  –Bryan Static (Sorry State)


WHITE ASS:
Self-titled: LP
Due to dopey band name and peculiar Warehouse: Songs and Stories-esque packaging, I wouldn’t’ve given this record a second glance had I encountered it in the wild, and this would have been to my life’s detriment. These Parisian cellar-dwellers crank out a reverb-demented garage squall of such tangible meatiness that you’ll swear you’re bathing in guitars and as a result your complexion has improved noticeably. I’ve also found that this record cannot possibly be turned down to a volume where it won’t disturb others nearby, if you try it, the record just turns itself back up again. I guess there’s a first time for everything: Earth surrenders to France! BEST SONG: “Fox Around.” BEST SONG TITLE: “C’est la Merde.” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: This album cover uses the Cooper Black font, which I’ve hated for about thirty-five years.  –norb (Frantic City)


WHEN THERE IS NONE:
Warpaint: LP
This one threw me for a loop. Instrumentally, Warpaint is a dynamic, emo-tinged indie rock record. Every performance is flawless, from the crisp guitar leads to the driving drums. The production is sparkling. The catch: the vocals are delivered in a slurred, off-key rasp that would sound perfectly at home in a muddy anarcho outfit. Weird, right? And the arrangement is a whole other story—every song culminates in an extended gang vocal chorus that might have been lifted from a pizza-and-beer pop punk basement. This kind of genre mismatch has yielded some of my favorite oddball bands (I’m thinking Comadre, and I’m not surprised to see that Jack Shirley had a hand in the production here), but for some reason I just feel like I’m not getting this yet. To the credit of When There Is None, the execution is so thoughtful and meticulous that they make me feel like it’s my fault. Like, this artwork is beautiful, the lyrics are lean and powerful… but why does this guy’s voice keep reminding me of fucking Tim Armstrong? What’s wrong with me? I should be into this. I aspire to be into this.  –Indiana Laub (Rockstar)


WAR/PLAGUE:
Temperaments of War: 7” EP
War/Plague, a Minneapolis-based crust band, have created a mini-masterpiece. This song cycle is based on Hippocrates’ “Four Humors” and incorporates this philosophy of the four temperaments of health with the songs: “Blood,” “Yellow Bile,” “Black Bile,” and “Phlegm.” The Temperaments of War is an apocalyptic look at imperialism, consumption, and religion and how these things are connected to war. War/Plague uses elements of thrash, crust punk, and down-tuned guitars to create mini-epics of release and tension. One of my favorite moments is the beginning of “Blood,” which begins with the drummer pounding out a tribal-like beat, using the floor and rack toms that syncopate with the guitars. These moments make my heart race faster and my palms sweaty, which is exactly what I’m looking for in punk music. If you’re at all interested in epic crust punk, War/Plague certainly has you covered.  –Steve Hart (Organize And Arise)


VICIOUS CYCLES MC, THE:
Bad News Travels Fast: LP
To west-coasters, Vancouver’s kings of party punk need little introduction. These Albertan and British Columbians have been crushing most of Canada in a number of bands for years; to call them veterans would be an understatement. That said, VCMC (not to be confused with the equally Canadian, Vicious Cycle) have made a serious impact in their homeland, even for their standards. Apparently, their live set is what they’re infamous for and shouldn’t be missed, should you get the chance. The music could be best described as biker punk rock, with emphasis on the rock. Not in the realm of flames and tattoos, though. Think chant out loud, singalong, barroom, major key rock. Somewhere along the lines of Dillinger Four meets Stiff Little Fingers—and that’s not simply because the opening track begins similarly to “Suspect Device.” It’s a ton of fun. Don’t miss out.  –Steve Adamyk (Teenage Rampage)


VARIOUS ARTISTS:
Two Way Tie for Last: Cassette
This cassette compilation was released as part of Cassette Store Day, and contains thirty-eight (!) different tracks of punk, garage rock, indie rock, metal, hip-hop, and other genres. There is so much varying stuff here that it’s almost exhausting to make sense of it all, in turn making the release have the feel of a label sampler with a bunch of random, unconnected bands grouped together. The standout track for me is the catchy as fuck “woah-oh-ohs” of Basketball Shorts, but there is likely a little something here for everybody.  –Mark Twistworthy (Fleeting Youth, fleetingyouth.storenvy.com)


VARIOUS ARTISTS:
Red Scare Industries: 10 Years of Your Dumb Bullshit!: CD
Although compilations have become so commonplace now that they seem to have lost some of their luster, this new one is the exception. Toby Jeg commemorates the anniversary of this kick-ass label by offering us this collection. Rare and unreleased goodness from bands you know and love. We all have our favorites, I give thanks for the songs here by Teenage Bottlerocket, the Methadones, and The Lillingtons. Your list will probably be different. But hats off to Toby for keeping it all together this long and continuing to put out stellar records for the masses. Show your appreciation and pick this one up today.  –koepenick (Red Scare)


VARIOUS ARTISTS:
Part Time Punks Session Sampler 5: 2 x CD
Part Time Punks, not to be confused with the T.V. Personalities song that inspired its name, is both a long-running radio program on L.A. radio station KXLU and a long-running series of weekly live gigs showcasing a variety of sounds from the punk/post-punk underground. I’ve long considered myself a bona fide fan of both, so purchasing this at one of their recent gigs was a no-brainer. Like John Peel’s legendary “sessions,” PTP records exclusive sessions of assorted bands—according to the PTP website, there have been at least one hundred such recordings made—that are then aired on the show and collected on “samplers,” which are used as incentive to donate to the radio station during fund drives, and apparently sold at shows. This is the fifth such sampler, hence the title, and it’s a doozy. The sonic sequence this time ‘round (and I haven’t heard any preceding volumes, so I dunno if there are different themes unique to specific volumes) start off in the dream pop end of the spectrum, then segues into full-on shoegaze stuff, icy synth/synth punk, goth/death rock, indie rock, and other loosely related subgenres before closing out with a post-punk couplet of Flaamingos covering Joy Division’s “Transmission” and Manatee covering the Cure’s “A Forest.” In all you get thirty-eight seriously good tracks by thirty-eight bands, including DIIV, Mac Demarco, ADULT., Seapony, Savages, Black Marble, Surf Club, Medicine, The Wedding Present, Grave Babies, Lebanon Hanover, and many others. I know that “good” is relative depending on one’s disposition to the ground covered, but I fail to find a clunker in the bunch here—the song selection, sequencing, production, and performance are all top-notch. Haven’t come across any other volumes yet, but I’m definitely keeping an eye out for ‘em, and I highly recommend ye do the same.  –jimmy (Part Time Punks, facebook.com/part.punks)


VARIOUS ARTISTS:
Lux Noise Compilation 2014: CD
I’m a fan of label sampler records; they’re usually really cheap, if not free, and I’m introduced to a lot of bands that I would normally have no clue existed. Lux Noise has a pretty good stable of bands represented herein… most fall within the realm of punk’n’roll, or the connections thereto can be relatively easily discerned. There are seven bands with two songs each on this sampler. The record opens with the badass rock’n’roll stylings of the Bitch Queens and R-A-M-S, then turns left with Wolfwolf’s minimalistic ghoul rock in the vein of early Cramps. Then the Vibes and Gloria Volt come on to rock your liver with their borderline bar-rock versions of rock with songs about rock, a genre I go gooey over so long as such bands haven’t lost their sense of urgency and/or sold out, which neither of these bands seems to have done yet. Then the Jimmy Miller Incident takes the stage in what for me is a dud, with their innocuous brand of blues-infused warblings. Finally, we finish with Baby Jail, who do this early-’80s new wave-ish rock stuff in German that kind of reminds me of Nina Hagen, but maybe that’s just because of the Deutsch. Then it all repeats, presumably in what would be a vinyl B side. Overall, lots of fun.  –The Lord Kveldulfr (Lux Noise)


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