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ORDURES IONIQUES, LES:
Se Soulagent!: CD
Street ambience. French speaking, street punk band from... Canada! Did you think France? I did, until I saw in tiny (I mean tiny) print in the insert. What do I have here? One singer with a mohican and the full charged gear, another female singer – a femme fatale with a good voice – and rounding off the band is the bassist, drummer and guitarist. Tough, working class lads, I presume. Musically, they are very melodic with a stripped down sound that falls within the parameter of what is currently defined as street punk. You could easily place this amongst bands from France in the early ‘80s and wouldn’t know the difference. Sing-a-long choruses with the dual vocals make for a toe tapping good time. Lyrically, I have no clue, since it is all sung in French. I personally took Spanish in high school. I didn’t think I would use French much in a predominantly Latino environment. If they are singing about ignorant shit, I’m going to be pissed. I won’t research it any further so as not to spoil my enjoyment. –don (Combat Rock)


NO REDEEMING SOCIAL VALUE:
40 Oz. of Hardcore: CD
East Coast hardcore that falls somewhere between S.O.D. and Bodies in Panic. While the obligatory metal flavor is present, it isn’t as crippling to these guys as others. Not bad at all. –jimmy (Triple Crown)


NIGEL PEPPER COCK:
Fresh White Reeboks Kickin’ Your Ass: 7” EP
Stupid cover (buffed, nude hippie dude, covered with extra strip of photo fuzzed out in all the appropriate places with a sticker that says “Rick Says: You must be 18 or over to look at my dick!” Naked dude=Great way to alienate your core male adolescent audience), dull lyrics, and monster, MONSTER riffage. –jimmy (Life is Abuse)


NEGATIVES, THE:
Wanna See What You Got: 7”
What the Negatives have going for them: wall of fucking sound. Speed and thick, thick smoking traction from the second the needle scratches the wax. What the Negatives have to contend with: the elements that they’re using for their sound – from the guitar tones to the nasality of the vocalist, to the drumming – are all previously patented, tested and approved OC punk, perhaps not in this exact way, but close enough. This is okay, but I’m yearning for a twist, a tweak, a push, a little bubble in the needle that’ll make me go, “Huh, that’s a little different than I expected. Jahoo, it’s addictive” and have it really fuck with me. They’re definitely not a clone band, definitely not a blatant rip off from a single source – like the Detours or the Smut Peddlers or the strings of TSOL – but I’m catching glimpses of where they can truly put that speed to greater use and want to see them peel out in a creation that’s more their own. That said, it’s not a bad single at all. –todd (Hostage)


NATCHEZ-SHAKERS, THE/ THE PINE HALL HAINTS:
Split: CD
Two more bands that play rootsy, vaguely Irish-inflected skiffle punk that really add nothing new to the genre, which is rapidly becoming as populated and vapid as ska and emo. –jimmy (Arkam)


MOTOCHRIST:
666-Pack: CD
If Evel Knievel were still recklessly careening his way through a bone-snappin’ array of death-defying stunts, he’d assuredly blast Motochrist as tolerably loud as possible to fuel his adrenaline before once again crashing his motorbike into the record books as the world’s most amazing daredevil adventurist. I love Evel Knievel, and, apparently, so do Motochrist (they wrote a song about him, “Evel,” and they also included his name within their list of thanks in the CD-insert booklet). So we’re already off to one helluva beer-guzzlin’ good start, and it just gets better from there! This is gut-pummeling, ass-blistering rock’n’roll fury that raucously races along at breakneck speeds with a so-fuckin’-what, devil-may-care attitude are somewhat similar to the Dwarves and the Supersuckers, only ten times ballsier. Motochrist possess all of the intensity and aggression of a fully-revved star-spangled Harley Davidson ready to take a fateful leap across the flaming gullies of Hades. They brazenly gun the ol’ rock’n’roll accelerator and wildly ride the savage sonic beast that invariably drives a man to the edge of crazed quixotic impetuousness. Hell yeh, this is beyond frenetically inspirational! I’m hooked like a trailer-trash tweaker addicted to home-made bathtub crank. Rock on, you almighty Motochrist motherfuckers! –Roger Moser Jr. (RAFR)


MILLENCOLIN:
The Melacholy Collection: CD
I’m going to quote the little sticker that was attached to the cover. “This CD includes the EPs ‘Use Your Nose’ & ‘Skauch,’ the B-sides of the singles and some ‘hard to get’ songs.” 22 songs spanning 47 minutes. I’ve always enjoyed these Swedes with their blend of melodicore and light use of ska. The lyrics are inventive and silly. On here also are some covers (!) of the Descendents, Sting, Dolly Parton, Desmond Dekker and a few I not sure who they were originally recorded by. If you already own one of their releases, add this to the collection. –don (Burning Heart)


METHADONES, THE:
Ill at Ease: CD
Man, I can’t fuckin’ believe how uncannily The Methadones aurally resemble Bad Religion before BR sold their souls to the major label big boys. This grandslam CD illustriously possesses all of the frenetic grandeur of Suffer, No Control, Against the Grain, and Generator. The songs are intricately structured, tight, cohesive, and perfectly sculpted – melodious, yet drenched with intelligence, attitude, and disquieting inner rage. The vocalist has Greg Graffin’s indignant monotone down to a tee, precisely enunciating each syllable and spitting it out with obvious disdain for the world around him. The soaring starburst harmonies are thickly layered with abrupt strafings of sky-rocketing guitar leads, bone-shattering rhythm guitar crunch, bazooka-blast fieriness from the bass’s low-end roar, and explosive mortar-shell drum wallops. Gimme another beer. Fuck heroin. I’ve got The Methadones! –Roger Moser Jr. (A-F)


LO-LITE:
Comics: LP
Bluesy, primal noise, sorta like John Spencer covering the Gun Club after a PCP bender. Heavy, claustrophobic shit that’ll surely ruin the night of any alcoholic who refuses to leave after last call. –jimmy (702)


JUDGE DREAD:
Working Class ‘ero: CD
Hot on the heels of the re-release of his first album comes this, a re-release of his second as well. Like the first, this one is chock full of cool rudeboy/rasta beats and mucho lyrics that mean more than you think. A classic album with classic songs like “Mind the Doors” and “The Belle of Snodland Town,” which was also featured on one of the “oi!” comps years back. Even sweeter is the addition of numerous quality bonus tracks. Just as good as the first album and just as recommended. –jimmy (Captain Oi!)


IRON CROSS:
Live for Now: CD
The same scene (Washington, D.C.) and the same era (early ‘80s) that spawned Minor Threat, Black Market Baby, G.I., and S.O.A. (among others!) also gave birth to the mighty, roarin’, wrathful Iron Cross. This is an ear-blistering collection of their original recorded output from ‘81-‘83, and, I assure you, it’s all brutal flesh-shreddin’ hardcore punkrock savagery at its most simplistic, primitive, and volatile. The mayhemic musical skull-stompers contained herein are harsh, abrasive, and unrefined, aggressively oozing a violent aural warzone of fullforce rabid energy. It punctured my skin and worked its way into my bloodstream like an unholy dreaded disease. Before I knew what hit me, I was ballistically pogoing all over the room like a madman possessed, slamming into the furniture, banging my head through the walls, and ultimately rolling around on the floor in an uncontrollable fit of spastic frenzy! Iron Cross have that unforeseen effect on a person, don’t ya know... so, listener, beware! –Roger Moser Jr. (GMM)


IGGY AND THE STOOGES:
Wild Love (The Detroit Rehearsals and More): CD
Okay, if you are looking for the Stooges we all know and love (e.g. Raw Power, Funhouse), you aren’t going to find it here. This is a collection of thirteen songs from around 1973, some never before heard or released. Most are just the Stooges jamming. There is almost seventy minutes on music here. Some songs are close to eight minutes. The songs range from rock’n’roll to some pretty good blues jams. They even get into a Doors-like psychedelic jamming (these I could do without). The recording isn’t that great. Iggy’s voice sounds a million miles away in a cardboard box (when he sings – remember, I said these were jams). If you are a diehard Stooges fan who has to have everything they put out no matter what it sounds like, pick this up. You’re not going to read a stupid review like this anyway. You others might want to sample the goods first before laying down the scratch on this one. It might not be what you were expecting. –toby (Bomp)


I LOVE RICH:
The Greatest Rock ‘n’ Roll Record of All Time!: CD
Fucking hippies.... –jimmy (www.iloverich.net)


HUDSON FALCONS:
For Those Whose Hearts and Souls Are True: CD
Yeeeeh buddy, this is the ultimate in full-throttle punkrock’n’roll unruliness of the gritty and greasy working-class variety. It’s a ferocious and forceful sonic slam-banger of a disc that ruthlessly pounds its way into the skull and then furiously rattles around in the brain like an enraged swarm of hornets frenziedly circling their nest after a snotty lil’ kid just launched a perfectly aimed rock into it. Soon into my first lively listen, the Hudson Falcons convinced me that they come from the wrong side of the tracks, and they’re damn proud of it. They energetically unleash a smokin’ fast-as-fuck whirlwind of punkrock working-stiff sounds that express unrelenting deep-rooted rage toward the politically corrupt powers that be, corporate greed, inexcusable social injustices, and the tarnished unbalanced scales of America’s despicable class system which invariably always tilt in favor of the rich and powerful. These are spirited songs from the heart for the downtrodden, dejected, disillusioned, and impoverished – hard-workin’, hard-rockin’, hard-drinkin’ people like you and me. –Roger Moser Jr. (GMM)


HELLSTOMPER:
Haulin’ Ass: CD
I have heard a little music from this band before. They are another great countrified rock band, one of the better ones. I think this is supposed to be a greatest hits just based on the cover, however, if you read the back, it appears that these are mostly cover songs – eighteen songs with five giving credit to the band. They cover some really good songs by some great artists like MC5, Motorhead, Chuck Berry, and The Allman Brothers. Hellstomper does these songs justice and more. Now, I’m not too familiar with this band so I’m not sure why there are so many cover songs on a greatest hits CD unless this is always what they do on their CDs. Pardon my ignorance. Nonetheless, it’s a good CD that has kept me stompin’ my feet through many listenings and will continue to do so. –toby (Steel Cage)


HALF EMPTIES:
Full Bore: CD
Nondescript punk rock. It’s not terrible, and it doesn’t sound anything like Blink 182 or NOFX, which I guess could be construed as a damn good reason to go out and buy this. You’ve also got to give props to a band with enough guts to attempt a Gears cover. –jimmy (Out of Step)


GORILLA:
Self-titled: CD
The disc was already broken in half when I pulled it outta the case. I guess they either figured they’d save me some trouble or the music on it was too hard, man! –jimmy (www.lunasoundrecording.com)


GLORYHOLES:
Screamer: 7”
Side One: Sweet, up-tempo punk ripper with just a touch of Flesh Eaters in the vocals. Ditto for side two. Engineered by Endino, produced by Tim Kerr. A good single and a definite keeper. –jimmy (Dirtnap)


FIREBALLS OF FREEDOM:
Welcome to the Octagon: CD
Reminds me of early Mudhoney meeting early Flesh Eaters. Wild, loud and sounding like the band is barely in control, this will provide those suffering from various psychoses something to rock out to before the lithium kicks in. –jimmy (Estrus)


DRAGONS, THE:
Rock’N’Roll Kamikaze: CD
Straight-ahead ballsy rock’n’roll swagger! Hell yeh! The Dragons raucously rip it up like a rampaging out-of-control sonic natural disaster – clamorous, catastrophic, crazed, and absolutely blistering! Take the most primal, most electrifying elements of AC/DC, New York Dolls, The Lazy Cowgirls, Motorhead, and Electric Frankenstein – add a neutron bomb’s blast of raging fullforce fury, sprinkle it with a heaping dash of bottle-tossin’ barroom bravado, and then thickly coat it all in a rabid maddog swirl of pure crazed kinetic energy. There ya have the riproarin’ rock’n’roll kamikaze savagery of The Dragons! Banzai, motherfuckers! –Roger Moser Jr. (Junk)


DIABOLIC:
Vengeance Ascending: CD
Pretty typical as far as black metal goes, maybe a little bit better than others, but by no means original. The beats are frenetic and the music’s a pretty good listen, but the lyrics are kinda dopey and when one refers in print to the other guys in the band as “my fellow battle-demons,” you gotta expect that most people reading it ain’t gonna to be able to control the laughter. –jimmy (olympicrecordings.com)


DEEP REDUCTION:
2: CD
Since Radio Birdman’s Deniz Tek (swirling dervish guitarist supreme) and Rob Younger (slurred and loosely swaggerin’ vocalist) are both eager participants in Deep Reduction, an expectant array of comparisons will inevitably be made between the two bands. And while I’m an admittedly proud Radio Birdman freak, I can honestly say that Deep Reduction are just as sonically spectacular as the legendary Birdmen (if not more so!), and this is certainly rowdier, crunchier, trippier, and more disruptively brazen in spots than some of Deniz and Rob’s earlier auditory output. Indeed, this is ballsy and blistering tavern-stomp rock’n’roll with a certain hard-edged and high-spirited jammin’-in-the-garage feel to it. The songs are dangerously curvaceous like the sharp, angular bends of a narrow and twisting mountain road or the sleek well-rounded physique of a fleshpot pin-up goddess. The instrumentation is masterfully precise, yet as casually shaped as ghostlike shrouds of cigarette smoke seductively straddling the heavy humid air of a cram-packed jukejoint on a Saturday night in June. Downright unbelievably intoxicating, this is! And you can bet that I like it more than bees like makin’ honey. –Roger Moser Jr. (Get Hip)


DAN MELCHIOR’S BROKE REVUE:
Heavy Dirt: CD
A wild mix of lo-fi trash, blues, country and punk rock. Everything grates on the nerves in just the right way, enough to annoy but not enough to repulse. This guy’s supposedly worked with Billy Childish and Bruce Brand of Thee Headcoats and Holly Golightly, and that would make sense, although I think that he’s a tad more deranged in sound than his friends. –jimmy (In the Red)


BOBBY SOX:
Scavenger of Death b/w Hate in the ‘80s: 7”
This is a “fanclub release” (nudge, nudge, wink, wink) of a super-obscuro, collectors-go-crazy-for ‘79 Dallas band. It’s wonderfully shitty. The production’s pretty much ass and the drum sounds just a little better than a sponge getting thwocked. Yet, despite the audial limitations, the band mined similar fields as the Necros at one-half speed (a little metally, a little gruff) while tweaking one of Devo’s nipples (creative repetition and drone), so it’s nice and deranged and completely out of left field – which I pretty much figure how they were regarded as, now as well as then: a small band of aliens in the middle of big, fucking prairie that most people would want to shoot and a small band of people who love the hell out of ‘em, just for trying and making their lives a wee more interesting. –todd (www.stickmenwithrayguns.com)


ANTISEEN:
Hell: CD
Okay, great band. Mediocre CD littered with bad ideas. All cover songs here. Cover songs aren’t necessarily a bad thing but you have to be careful what you cover. For instance, if you are a redneck rock’n’roll band, a Curtis Mayfield cover might not sound too good… and it doesn’t. Neither does a Bob Dylan cover or a Sun Ra cover. There are many bad ideas here but there are some good ones, too. A Hank Williams Sr. cover is a good idea if you are that kinda band. So is a Roy Orbison cover. Now, if you are standing next to the CD controller where you have easy access to the skip button, then it doesn’t sound too bad at all. So, bottom line is, if you are a diehard AntiSeen fan, pick this up. Otherwise, find any one of their other albums. –toby (Steel Cage)


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