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KEVIN K:
Mr. Bones: CD
Kevin K has been putting out records for so long that i don't even remember how long he's been putting out records for; however, carbon dating suggests that this gentleman learned how to play guitar in the early-to-mid ‘70s and learned how to write songs in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s. Punk rock played by one who rocked prior to its invention! And a drum machine with a name! Surely our culture is a great and mighty one. BEST SONG: "Up to My Neck" BEST SONG TITLE: "Cherry Vanilla," although i like regular vanilla better. FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: This gentleman enjoys wearing items adorned with skull motifs. –norb (RealKat; kevin.k.realkoolkats.free.fr)


KAJUN SS:
$40 Quartet: 7”
My expectations were too high coming from members of The Persuaders, but this deepsouthernpunkrock gives you what you need in guitar and demolished tin-shed vocals. If it was playing from the window of a passing ¾ ton pickup, I would turn and look for sure. –mike (Shattered, www.geocities.com/shatteredrecs)


KADDISFLY:
Buy Our Intention; We’ll Buy You a Unicorn: CD
My husband put this CD in and our conversation went along the lines of… Me: What are you listening to? Hubby: The new release off Hopeless. Me: Ugh, I should have figured. Hubby: Maybe your little brother would like this. Me: Yeah, probably. (As a side note, my youngest brother is fourteen and in the eighth grade. We normally don’t give him crap music to listen to, as he is still easily influenced, but we thought we’d humor his current taste in emo/indie rock à la MTV. Really, he’s a good kid. Just a bit musically confused, as many of us were at that age.) –Staff (Hopeless)


JUKEBOX ZEROS:
Welcome to Rutsville: CD
Just because they’re a really good Dolls/Stones-inspired rock band doesn’t detract from the fact that they are YET ANOTHER Dolls/Stones-inspired rock band. They’ve got some great songs, but sweet Jesus, not every band that was around in 1977 sounded like this. –jimmy (Steel Cage)


JOHN SCHOOLEY AND HIS ONE MAN BAND:
Self-titled: CD
Perfect flawless synthesis of the gleeful lawlessness of Hasil Adkins, the frantic stomp of Doo Rag/Bob Log III and the gut-wrenching power of the Immortal Lee County Killers. Highest recommendation. –Cuss Baxter (Voodoo Rhythm)


JEUNESSE APATRIDE:
La Victoire Sommeille: CD
French-Canadian sung street punk out of Montreal with female-led vocals backed by the female bass player make for great harmonies. Thank their underpants for the English translations because I would have been a lost camper. They seem to be on the anarcho vibe with song titles like “Stateless Youth,” “To My Revolution,” and “Unity, Struggle, and Victory.” The lyrics are well thought out and voice a strong opinion. I wish the lyrics were backed with a heavier and faster sound of crust. I think it would have brought the anger more to the point. Not that this is bad. This is better than ninety-five percent of the street punk out there. –don (Fire and Flames)


JEFF DAHL:
Cursed, Poisoned, Condemned: CD
Gotta love Jeff’s tenacity—he’s been mining the same plot of rock’n’roll real estate since the days when Powertrip stomped terra and, while his work might not be the most incendiary of punk’s acolytes, he does make a mighty fine racket. This is no exception, with some good tuneage that grooves along quite nicely without sounding like more Thunders/Dolls rehash. –jimmy (Steel Cage)


JEFF DAHL:
Cursed, Poisoned, Condemned: CD
Another year, another jaw-dropping Jeff Dahl record! This man is so prolific that I can't believe it. At last count, I had over twenty full-length releases by Dahl and I don't even have everything. The thing I love is the way he can distill fifty years worth of rock’n’roll into such an amazing blend. There is a heaping helping of glam, punk, ‘60s garage, ‘50s rock’n’roll, and even blues to be had on this release and he pulls off all styles with class to spare. Some of my favorites over the years have been the ballads and bluesy songs. There is a great one here with “Wicked Trail of Sin.” A couple of his best ever straight-ahead rockers here as well, with "Cock O the Walk" and the great "SXSW Whore" being the standouts. This record is rock solid from start to finish, just like always. Getting better like a fine wine, motherfucker! –frame (Steel Cage)


INTERNATIONAL PLAYBOYS, THE:
Sexiful: CD
Deep-fried swamp rock from this five piece. Shades of Alice Cooper and The MC5 updated for the masses. You would have a hard time going wrong with song titles like “Stage IV Sex Master” which actually features fake sex sounds! “If I Was Your Woman” feels like a lost Neil Diamond song—if Neil met Buck Dharma at an Italian restaurant. That’s ‘cause there’s some sweet double-track lead guitar lines throughout. “Screaming Japanese Orgasm” and “Voodoo Chicken” push the velocity on Sexiful into the red. The inner picture is pretty humorous too. Lead singer Monty Carlo looks like the long lost cousin of Pete from The Hives. Apparently he also has a broken foot. From too much rocking? I would have to think so. –koepenick (Morton)


INTERNATIONAL BUSINESSMEN:
The Formula: CD
I'm assuming I got the band name and album title right, ‘cause at first glance it looks the other way around, but I did bother to look a little closer. Anyway, yuck. This band sounds like the theme music for The OC, or like a featured Myspace band. Lame, commercial-sounding white people music. Whining about girls and the end of summer and all that crap. I bet these dudes have fauxhawks. I'm trying, honestly, but I can't think of anything good to say about this. I'd rather go to the dentist than have to hear this again. –ben (Rumble Gulley)


INSPECT HER GADGET:
Look Harder: CDEP

Oakland, CA all-lady four-piece bring the rock on this seven-song release. “Falling Down” is a full-tilt rocker with some nice bass lines courtesy of new bassist Jen Kamps. “Breaking News” has some nice cowbell that Will Ferrell would be proud of. “Almost Amazing” sounds like the radio-friendly track here, but it’s polished without being overbearing. “Holding On” sounds like Mary’s Danish with more distortion thrown in for good measure. The best tune on here is “Schizo” which rocks with reckless abandon. I could have done with a little less air-brushing on the back cover, but that’s just me. Inspect Her Gadget are the best all female outfit to blast into overdrive since… you thought I was going to say The Donnas? Please. The Pandoras, of course! If they keep rocking, I’ll keep looking harder. Yummy.

–koepenick (Self-released)


INNOCENTS, THE:
1,000 Years, Courageous b/w Luvlord: 7”
Take the Reatards, Billy Childish, a pocketful of dirt thrown in the air and choked on, polyps on vocal chords, static, feedback, no bass, all played in a house that’s about to collapse, and that’s what the Innocents are going for. It’s lo-fi, shows flashes of much greater competence beneath the rubble, yet the din fits ‘em perfectly like a stained, decade-old denim jacket frayed at all the edges with the elbows blown out. –todd (Jonny Cat)


I OBJECT!:
The First Two Years: CD
Energetic, super-earnest, female-fronted thrash with their hearts in the right places. The gal’s voice kind of reminds me of the Triggers in some spots, and the music behind the voice reminds me of Asshole Parade, who I really like. Actually, it’s a little more punky and way more sober than Asshole Parade. Named after the Suburban Mutilation song? –Josh (Punks Before Profits/Unholy Resurrection/Town Clock)


HORACE PINKER:
Texas One Ten: CD
Sigh. I really wanted to like this. Horace Pinker has been around for a long time, always keeping it real, helping out other bands coming through their town, a real nice bunch of guys, seriously. But this record is just bad. I hate to say it but it's true. Ultra-sugary, slick-produced pop-emo that would probably appeal to fans of the Weakerthans or something. I just can't get into it. I know that these dudes are totally old school and legit, but sometimes that just ain't enough. –ben (Thick)


HOMBRINUS DUDES / LOADED FOR BEAR:
Split: CD in a DVD case
Four songs by each cookie monster band. Sounds accomplished… tight… not new but probably rad live at the big gorefest. –mike (Blood Money)


HOLLOW POINTS, THE:
The Black Spot: CD
Delivering on the promise of their Dirtnap Across the Northwest appearance and their first EP, the Hollow Points serve up angry, tuneful and—dare I say—political punk rock that comes on like a locomotive and doesn’t let up. The lyrics, while usually quite direct, opt for a decidedly meatier poetic flair than “Bush is a fuckin’ asshole” and address more subjects than America’s global transgressions, although a number of songs here address just that. Musically, this comes on like gangbusters, sorta like the mid-point between the Adolescents, NOFX, and Bad Religion, with loud guitars that manage to “chugga-chugga” without sounding overtly metal, a driving rhythm section, and a few surprises up their sleeves (mandolins?!?) to keep you on yer toes. At a time when American culture is being attacked from within by the very people charged to protect it, it’s nice to hear a band outside of the black-clad and crusty crowd that understands that punk is supposed to stand in direct opposition to the powers that be and has enough righteous anger to come off as sincere when they do so. These new-jacks remain one of my favorite bands currently making the rounds. –jimmy (Disaster)


HOLLOW GROUND:
Cold Reality: CDEP
Call me old-fashioned, but I like my hardcore without growly metal vocals. Come to think of it, when did hardcore become metal? Guitar: CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA Vocals: GRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!! Me: YAWN! I think that the “cold reality” that these guys should be screaming about is that they are from Winnipeg, which is regarded as pretty much the coldest city in Canada. “GRRRRRRRRR! FROSTBITE! SNOT FREEZING IN MY NOSE!” It all makes sense now. –ty (Organized Crime)


HIGH TENSION WIRES:
Send a Message: CD
Life’s full of “what ifs?” that you don’t think would come true, that you just toy with to make your day seem better. World peace through the betterment of music type shit, like what if Mike Wiebe of the Riverboat Gamblers fronted most of the Marked Men (Mark and Jeff) to be a supergroup? (And most supergroups aren’t that super: Damn Yankees? Travelling Wilburys? Very not so good.) The High Tension Wires, goodwill ambassadors to music lovers worldwide, fulfill one of my musical fantasies. The result? Sonic butter that melts down to a barbed wire center via the microwave-intense scene of Denton, Texas. Take the Undertones, The Buzzcocks, and The Jam (with those little, simple flourishes that break a song wide open while your fingers snap), put them in a hostile environment (a couple decades of Skoal-stained teeth threats and suburbs that were designed for suffocation of any sort of difference), light a couple of Scared of Chaka bottlerockets into the mix, steal the hubcaps, blow a radiator hose driving through Tucson, and there you go: ten songs, a little over eighteen glorious minutes, no fuckin’ around. –todd (Dirtnap)


HEAVY TRASH:
Self-titled: CD
It’s Jon Spencer and a guy from Speedball Baby, and I’m sure it’s the mildest Jon Spencer I’ve ever heard, though occasionally quite nice in spite of too much reverb, twang, and pedal steel. Purchasers of non-promo copies might be interested to know that the focus tracks are #5, 8, 3 and 2, though #3 sports the word “shit,” so don’t play it on the radio. –Cuss Baxter (Yep Roc)


HARRY BALZAGNA & THE TEENIE WEENIES:
Self-titled: 10”
From a graphic design/art standpoint, the record’s sweet. It’s worth the ten bucks for wall decoration. One side is blank and it has a two-color screen. The other side has yet another two-color design screened under the clear wax. It’s stunning and shows, yet again, that vinyl has possibilities that have yet to be fully explored. The band, well, they’re fair to sucky. The first two songs sorta sound like JFA, just not nearly as good. The last track, “Front Side Grind,” attempts to go the Saccharine Trust, Flipper art-damaged route, and I guess they succeed in making something that’s truly hard to listen to, but instead of being challenging, I just found it irritating. It’s the audio equivalent to walking in on your uncle masturbating and you’re forced to watch for five minutes until he’s done. So—back to the beginning of the review—I’ve just decided that I’m going to get some fishing line and hang the record up like a mobile. It’s not coming close to the player ever again. –todd (Snack Attack)


HARD SKIN:
Same Meat Different Gravy: CD
Oi, oi, oi! Why is it that joke bands are always the best at playing the style that they’re trying to ape? Hard Skin may be taking the piss, but they can sure play it good. When the disc started playing, I lost control over my motor skills and my body got up and got a beer from the fridge. If I hadn’t regained consciousness I might have shaved my head! I’m sure that there are jokes aplenty in the lyrics, but I swear the only words I can make out are “Oi,” “bollocks,” “cunt,” “pint,” and “arse.” In the meantime, I’ll just keep drinking to see if it becomes any clearer to me. –ty (TKO)


HANNAH HIRSCH:
Fireworks in the Daylight: 7” EP
When a band says they listen to “a lot of Blondie and Discharge,” one feels the need to pay attention. What they’ve concocted from those influences is pleasant enough pop with loud guitars and a few minor chords. Not bad, but kinda expected a bit more. –jimmy (www.hannahirsch.com)


HAMMERDOWN TURPENTINE:
Ain: CD
Starts off with some matter of heaving, fiddle-augmented grunge gospel number with vocal breaks that sound like Tenpole Tudor gone preacher-man. Becomes swiftly more banjo-flavored thereafter. BEST SONG: "Ain't No Grave" BEST SONG TITLE: "Fare Ye Well" FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: Band contains member called "Jif Johnson" –norb (Blue Bus)


GUNMETAL GREY:
Solitude: CD
Throaty, growling screams, chugga-chugga guitar solo, bridge, melodic vocals. One guy’s wearing a sweatband on his arm, so you know they’re serious. This couldn’t be good even if they did something original with it. –megan (Indianola)


GREYSKULL/BAFABEGIYA:
Split: 7”
Greyskull reminds me of a less amusing Final Conflict. Bafabegiya’s lyrics, chemistry, guitars, and brand of hardcore in general, is far better than their vinyl-mates. So good in fact, you want to (and can) sing along if so inclined. –mrz (Spacement)


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