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SCHULZ:
What Apology: CD
Weird one, this is. Starts off in bad metal/rock territory, stops off in industrial thrash metal land, returns to bad metal/rock territory, then ends things off with two decent industrial dance tracks. Truly a mixed bag here, where what’s good here is quite good and what isn’t sucks somethin’ fierce. –jimmy (Sudden Death)


SCHOOLYARD HEROES:
Fantastic Wounds: CD + DVD
Seattle band that are apparently quite the shit in their hometown. Unfortunately, I had a tough time hearing why. The vocals are too overwrought and operatic. Incessant guitar noodling and off the wall song titles do not make a good album. Also, the bonus DVD contains one video. A live concert video of one song. Why would I ever watch one song ever again on this DVD? Marketing 101: This should have been an enhanced part of the original CD. But it will make a cool drink coaster with the Frankenstein cover art. Did I just hear this singer do some yodeling? –koepenick (The Control Group)


SAIRAAT MIELET:
Controversial History 1988-1992: CD
Loud, fast and fucked up—can’t ask for much better than that when you’re talking about Finnish hardcore, and these kids deliver on that promise and then some. Two EPs are collected here and both fall somewhere in the “Bermuda Triangle” of hardcore, meaning that if you take Assfort and teach them to play Raw Power’s early set at a Scandinavian hardcore show, you’ll pretty much get this. The whole thing is totally over the top in all the right ways and, best of all doesn’t rely on cheap “blast beat” parlor tricks to up the intensity. The lyrics? They were supposedly a “hard line” straight edge band, but considering the lyrics would be no doubt unintelligible even with a lyric sheet in hand, homeboy could be screaming at me to ingest road apples with a side of peach cobbler and a butane cocktail chaser and I’d be none the wiser. –jimmy (Six Weeks)


SAINTE CATHERINES, THE:
Dancing for Decadence: CD
I had the pleasure of drinking with these Canucks in Gainesville, FL for Fest III. I can honestly say that they live what they sing about. Pissed about the state of the world, government corruption, dispossessed poor, power in the hands of the rich, etc. This record, as well as their last, is an angry yet melodic voice of discontent. Scum pride for the dirty drunk in all of us. Raise one fistful of whiskey and the make the other available for throwing the Molotov cocktail to burn down City Hall. Best line, “I’m waiting for a sign from god or his son. Don’t call him Christ. I lost faith years ago when I came to love life.” They have a sense of humor as well, saying in the song “Emo-ti-Cons:Punk Rock Experts,” about themselves nonetheless, “They’re a clone of Born Against, I can hear some Lifetime, he can’t sing, the drummer’s not tight, and there’s no passion.” There’s a song apparently playing on the best Refused record entitled, “The Shape of Drunks to Come”. This is their first Fat Wreck release. I think The Sainte Catharines beats the hell out of Lagwagon and Face To Face. –Buttertooth (Fat Wreck)


RUNNING ON FUMES:
The Beginning of the End: CD
This was recorded at Westbeach Studios, where just about every single Epitaph band from the mid to late ‘90s eventually found themselves recording at one time or another. And I think that’s just about the most telling thing about this band—if you’re looking for a comparison, how about this: these guys sound exactly like a prototypical Epitaph band from that period. Whether or not that’s a good thing is up to you. Pickslides that morph into guitar solos, pretty catchy stuff, group vocals smattered throughout, lyrics that tackle some cryptic emotional dissatisfaction or another, that type thing. They spent some work on it (four months in the studio apparently, recording and mixing the thing), and there’s some passion there, but I can’t help but feel that there’s somewhat of a glut of bands who’ve already tilled this ground pretty solidly before these cats rolled up. Not that that, like, disqualifies them from playing music or anything; just means you’re gonna have to pay more attention to the chops coming out of your amp and less to the ones sprouting on your cheeks in order to get my head bobbing along. –keith (Fallen Angel)


RUNNAMUCKS:
Inferno: CD
Is this the same band that put out On the Brink a few years ago? That was a great punk record. This sounds like mid ‘80s period rock made by former punk bands. The only track that sounded punk to me is “Screwed.” How disappointing. –don (Six Weeks)


RUDE BOYS, THE:
Ska Fever: CD
A re-release from a short lived band put together by Roddy Moreno of The Oppressed. Unlike the oi sound of his main band, this band played ska in the two tone and reggae variety. They were short lived by being only in existence for a year. It was cool at first, but wore thin quickly. Nothing really original. –don (Step 1)


ROYDEN:
Best Friends Our Worst Enemies: CDEP
This band has some kind of unhealthy obsession with storks—it’s even part of their website. Not sure what the deal is with that, but moving on to the matter at hand. The music you scream—what about the music? Yes, yes I was getting to that. Bits of emo, but not enough to be entirely unlistenable. The music is competent, and there are actually some vocal melodies sprinkled in this mini smorgasbord. Imagine a bit of At The Drive In with Story Of The Year. It would probably sound better in my car going 90 MPH on the freeway with all the windows down late at night, but I have responsibilities now, man! So I at least can’t do that until Friday after a couple cocktails. (In the passenger seat, of course!) “Made in Lies” is the break-out track on this slab, as they say in the biz. Fun, unimportant fact—their singer’s God given Christian name is Treebo. It says so right in the liner notes. –koepenick (Hopeless)


ROY AND THE DEVIL’S MOTORCYCLE:
Because of Women: CD

Not fucking shabby, kids. These sons of bitches remind me of the Dream Syndicate back when Steve Wynn knew how to write a song (AKA The Days of Wine and Roses. Jesus Christ—my heart palpitates just thinking about that record). What’s really cute about Because of Women is its addition of a couple covers by Chuck Berry and Elmore James, as if you couldn’t spot its influences by the opening track. Seriously, this shit reminds me of Cannery Row and a band covering the Velvets. That’s a goddamn good thing. Probably the best thing I’ve heard since The Gossip covering Aaliyah or Miss Alex White and the Red Orchestra’s debut. Note to Voodoo Rhythm person in charge of sending out albums: send vinyl next time. Had you done that, you’d be receiving the ancillary benefit of me spinning this fucking thing at sordid drinking establishments all over the city of Los Angeles.

Your pal,

Ryan Leach

–ryan (Voodoo Rhythm)


HOW WE ARE:
Self-titled: CD
This is straight edge hardcore from the Northeast. You can’t understand a word, even with the lyrics sheet. The music is tight, concise, chunky riffage. Growing up, I heard my fair share of Gorilla Biscuits, Token Entry, Earth Crisis and assorted other NE straight edge bands. While this release has the energy and passion of fists raised with black X’s, I still prefer to pound a beer and fight other causes, like say, senseless war for instance. Revelation could totally release this: good stuff, albeit not for me. –Buttertooth (Stop Whining, Start Winning)


END OF THE YEAR:
Sincerely: CD
We all know how the phrase name bands usually go. It typically equals emo, whiney, suck band. End Of The Year is trying to disprove the theory. They take lyrical ideas from Kurt Vonnegut and Lungfish which can only be a sign of acknowledging our human failures. Musically, I hear a tinge of Dischord Records thickness and drive with two guitars dueling between noodles and drones. My main problem with EOTY is that nothing diverges much from the pattern established in the first song. This is not the best in the batch but I think this band might continue to grow and release good records in the future. –Buttertooth (Revelation)


DOUG MCKEAN AND THE STUNTMEN:
Heels Up: CD
I’m not sure why this guy sent us a copy of his CD. Is this adult contemporary? I know my dad might like it, but I don’t. It’s not terribly done but is definitely not for any kind of underground punk magazine to review. I swear this guy could easily play the cheesy festival they might have in your downtown square during the summer time. If, god knows why, you are a fan of the Black Crowes, the oldies station, or new Paul Westerberg you might wanna pick this up. Otherwise, don’t get yourself involved. –Buttertooth (self-released: www.dougmckeanandthestuntmen.com)


BELLAKUN, THE:
Bendicion Maldita: CD
I have a confession; my car was broken into months ago. Due to the mess my car is in, I didn’t realize the thieves left this CD behind. I apologize to the band. Since I found this disc it has been on repeat. Although extremely mellow, which isn’t usually my main source of pleasure, I instantly enjoyed the sounds coming out of my stereo. Comparisons to Sea And Cake and Mogwai can’t be quickly dismissed. The drums are all real tracks and not electronic, unlike Sea And Cake. The vocals lend themselves more to that comparison. Lyrically the Bellakun take on politics and social dilemmas. Here’s an example: “Too bad for current Babylon, you had nothing to do with, but are the scapegoat, excuse to pursue, right wing agenda, let’s make some money, for boom boom makers, take advantage of a disaster, to pursue our corporate cancer, mass murder, on no money Muslims, blown up inside the desert, bring this lone star boy and white collar thugs to a court of justice, troops poisoned by uranium made weapons, that’s not unheard of, you’re disguised like a sheep, but really a wolf. You red, white, and blue, who’s gonna stop you, oh hearer of prayer, please hear what I say, let your kingdom come, to end these men’s reigns.” The intensity of the lyrics is offset by the mellowness of the swaying music. Punk is an attitude, not a sound. Definitely look for these guys. –Buttertooth (Has Anyone Ever Told You)


OBSERVERS, THE:
So What: CD

Portland punk rock with that Colin kid on bass, who's seemingly in about half of the fucking bands in the state. Portland, for whatever reason, is filled to overflowing with a plethora of four-chord punk bands that have the ability to play fun-as-hell, drunken, put-your-fist-in-the-air-and-sing-along basement shows and then just generally blow it when it comes to capturing that sense of fun and urgency in the studio (with bands like The Minds and The Epoxies notwithstanding). The recording's way too compressed, the guitar's bright as hell, and half the time the vocals are so full of reverb that it sounds like the dude's barking in a garbage can. With a warmer recording (as in, maybe they sound better on vinyl) and a bit of diversity in the vocals, they could have a hit, but as it is, let's just stick to the live shows.

–keith (Vinyl Warning)


ROGUE NATIONS, THE:
The American Ruins: 7” EP
Chris Peigler, who was in My So-Called Band, is a tremendously earnest and hard-working guy. (He does stuff for Razorcake on occasion, like the Signal Lost interview in this issue.) The Rogue Nations have great elements: an almost Feederz-like guitar weirdness that’s often wired over the top of songs, intelligent lyrics (including an homage to awesome lady Alice Bag), and, at times, a nice, bouncy quality. But there’s something holding me back from flat-out praise. It seems like too much is being tried at once and it lacks uniqueness. Like, the songs could be more dynamic. Or the drums could be played harder. Something. For some reason, this EP just seems breathless—there aren’t any dips and valleys or catch and releasing—it’s just rolling and toiling. I really, really want to like it more. It’s definitely not bad. I just think they could be better. –todd (Suicide Watch)


RIVERBOATS GAMBLERS:
Keep Me from Drinking b/w No Fair: 7”

I was traveling from Flagstaff, Arizona, back to Los Angeles. I’d gotten a early burn of the Gamblers’ full length, listened to the shit out of it, formed some opinions (see issue #32), and, for some reason, didn’t open up the fully dressed CD and play it. Sean Carswell, who I was traveling with, should really be a DJ. He’s got a natural voice for it, is an easy-going storyteller, and is quick with his fingers. Yeah, it was a CD in a truck’s stereo, but I didn’t see him do it when it happened. The entire album played. Fuck, I love To the Confusion of Our Enemies. It filled up the desert landscape rolling by. It made time pass pleasantly. We got out in Kingman to fill up, right when the album ended, almost as if on cue.

“Dude, that’s the finished record?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

“They cut that ‘Unicorn’ spoken word jumble in the middle, then?”

“No.”

“I didn’t hear it,” I said.

“I skipped it. It bothers me,” Sean said matter-of-factly. Beef jerky was purchased.

Here’s my two cents from this episode: “No Fair” works perfectly in that “Unicorn” slot and “Keep Me from Drinking” would be a great ender. I’m gonna burn myself a copy, follow my own advice, and make the almost perfect record, almost more perfecter. –todd (Volcom)


RIFU:
Bomb for Food, Mines for Freedom: CD
Thumbs Down: Packaging. I hate when labels send CDR’s with no packaging with some bio sheet. Makes it even harder for a reviewer to even listen to it. The intro track was good giving you a feeling like something ominous was coming. Second track, “Sold Out World,” had that Tragedy, From Ashes Rise sound going. A little bit of screamo vocals added. I was thinking cool, good song. But afterwards, things started going downhill for me. That’s where the screamo vocals would be in every song and even more prominent. That got irritating real quick. Fast forward. More good songs, but the vocal delivery thing has become overdone for me. MTV kids might dig that stuff, but this old fart doesn’t. –don (Go Kart)


RETISONIC:
Levittown: CDEP
The power trio that put the R in rock is back. Six song teaser for their upcoming full length. This one really shows the band stretching its wings with great effect. One song is a rework of a tune from their last record, but the rest are all new. If you like Girls Against Boys, Grant Hart, and early Jawbox, you’ll find something here for you. The title track and “In a Mean Town” are the edgy rockers, but I think right now I prefer one of the acoustic songs. “Sweet Mess” is sticking in my head and I want it to stay there. “I don’t care how long it takes you to get it right or your own perfect style of wrong.” Farrell, Gorelick and Kimball have again delivered. Just waiting for the next Retisonic bomb to blow the jaded music scene apart like a rocket launcher. –koepenick (Ascetic)


RETCHING RED:
Scarlet Whore of War: CD
A follow up to their amazing CD, Get Your Red Wings, Retching Red continue to show that they are pissed. The first time I listened to their debut, I thought the singer sounded like Cinder from Tilt but was way to pissed sounding. I was shocked to see that it was her! Man she sounded venomous. Teamed with Cyco Mike from Oppressed Logic, they banded together to throw down some mean ass shit. On this release, the energy level continues with their brand of fast punk. But they are maturing by writing more interesting songs. Instead of coming balls-out, they bring you up and down and take you for a ride. Cinder sounds as mean as before, but adds more variety in her delivery. The production sounds better than the last time, giving them a more powerful sound. Mike’s bass sound is solid and provides a strong backbone to the music. The drummer and guitarist are different from the last recording. Guitarist Jake seems to have gelled well with the band without making the band sound completely different. New drummer Adam sounds to me like he know how to control the sticks. Worth his weight in gold, he is the final piece that makes the band sound cohesive. I’m really bummed that I missed them on their latest tour. Logistically it didn’t work, but I will try not to miss them the next time around. –don (Rodent Popsicle)


RESISTANT CULTURE:
Welcome to Reality: CD
I finally had the chance to see this band a couple of months ago. I was excited to see Tony Militia’s latest music endeavor. People from the early ‘80s East L.A. scene might remember Resistant Milita (Jimmy?). Seeing a person from that far back that you know is always welcome. They put on a great performance. On recording, they are equally as exciting. Dis-crust meets metal. Self described as hardcore meets tribal grind, they pack a powerful punch with a message. On this recording, there is the addition of Jesse Pintado (Terrorizer/Napalm Death) as a second guitarist that was not present when I saw the band live. There was no loss though as main guitarist Katina held her own. Masterful and technical is the drummer Ben, who I believe played in the band Axiom in the past. Put all the parts together with bassist Ralph and they are one powerful unit. They also pay homage to Discharge by covering Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing. Metal fans and crust fans should find this appealing. I heard in the works is a new album by Tony Militia and Jesse Pintado resurrecting Terrorizer. I am excited to hear the results of that project. If you never heard Terrorizer’s World Downfall LP, you are not a true grind fan. –don (Seventh Generation)


REDBEARDS:
Self-titled: CD
It’s good to see a band that can appreciate the off kilter, yet melodious stylings of Archers Of Loaf. This New Orleans based band caught me off guard. This is easily one of the best releases I’ve heard in a while. The noisy parts are very climactic, and there are anthems buried in the dissonant punkishness of it all. The elongated sustains of the shrieking guitars and the screamed vocals stray a bit from typical indie rock but embellish the ability to appreciate mellow music and still rock out. This is for fans of the indie rock underground around the mid ‘90s. –Buttertooth (Heartbreak Beat)


RED ANIMAL WAR:
Seven Year War: CD
I wanted to like this, but after repeated listenings, there was just something missing. I’ve heard worse, believe me. But this was slightly off the mark. A collection of recordings from different eras, studio and a few live ones. Plus a lot of videos. That video for FFB was a tease, dudes, and you know it! –koepenick (End Sounds)


RAMONES:
Greatest Hits: CD
Twenty tracks of standard Ramones fare to introduce those (who have been living under a fucking rock) to quite possibly the world’s most perfect rock’n’roll band. The first eleven Ramones slabs are represented here (sans Halfway To Sanity) with songs that many a fan have pogoed to over the years, be it at all those wondrous Ramones gigs, or in the noisy privacy of their very own bedrooms/house parties. A great way to get your cool little nephew/niece off on the right foot, absolutely. But if you were a genuinely cool aunt or uncle, you’d buy ‘em the entire catalog, one b-day and Xmas gift at a time. –dale (Rhino: www.rhino.com)


RADICAL ATTACK:
Priority: LP
The hate-edge blasting, vinyl consuming kids will love this shit. It has got the speed and viciousness that make up a good hardcore album, plus it’s extremely well put together which is impressive because it’s the label’s first release. But in the end it’s twenty-three tracks of that type of anger which leaves me feeling incredibly disheartened. I’m sure these guys aren’t saints and why they feel they should be able to judge everyone else so belligerently is beyond me. Oh yeah, but it’s also on clear vinyl and that’s always cool. –Daryl Gussin (Vinyl Addict)


RABBIT EARS:
EP: CD
Rabbit Ears is comprised of two members. Jeff Maisaac plays electric drums and keys while Spencer Moody sings, sometimes like Peter Murphy. While this combination could result in disastrous, shitty, art rock, Rabbit Ears rules instead! Think Atari Teenage Riot meets Foetus at a dance club. Musically this is a convoluted blend of distorto drums and overdriven vocals. Big Black would let them open the show. Stay creepy Rabbit Ears! –Buttertooth (Go Midnight)


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