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RW #13
(1999)
The most complete, comprehensive, thoughtful
and intelligent music commentary ever written.
AFI
Back Sails in the Sunset (Nitro)
This is just bad metal simple and plain and believe me,
I've listened to my share of bad metal. Oh lord help me, have I listened to
some bad metal in my day. Bad, bad metal. Sweet Jesus, Lord in Heaven—Joey
Germ
ALICJACOPO
Alicijacopo (Doug Harrison Recordings)
Recorded in Italy and Virginia, USA, pressed in New Zealand,
I don't know what kind of transcontinental, transcendental transfiguration is
going on here, but whatever it is, it's weird and I mean that in a weird way—Joey
Germ
BARON VON BIRDBATH
Tales from the Birdbath (empty)
Cute, poppy, endearing songs from Baron von Birdbath, leader of the now defunct
Seattle pop/punk band, Sicko. Tales from the Birdbath was recorded with
a little help from the Baron's friends–a virtual who's who of Seattle's rock
community. Some of the songs are outright funny ("Olympia" for example)
but most come off a tad too cutesy, like where Dead Milkmen were too obnoxious
and maybe a little too clever for their own good. But I must say, people really
gobble up this sweet pop music and such as it is, this surely ranks up there
with the best of it—Joey
Germ
BATTALION OF SAINTS A.D.
Cuts... (Taang!)
Most of the original members of BATS and crew are dead and gone. It's true.
Drugs, suicides and assorted mysterious circumstances have all conspired to
slim the ranks of the Battalion. Fear not, however, BATS are back in the AD
playing the same brand of punk rock that made them international punk rock superstars
in the days of yore*
(*Editor's note: "In the days of yore" will now be
used in place of "back in the day" which is a phrase that is being
phased out of usage by the linguists. Thank you for your time and I apologize
for the interruption. Please continue to enjoy yourself while we return you
to the exciting CD review still in progress)
of which the song "Jack Shack" is a noted exception—Joey
Germ
BOOKER NOE
Demo (no label)
An instrumental blend of surf rock, western rock, country/surf rock and rock/rock/surf
rock-rock. From toe-tappers to foot-stompers to all out barn burners, you can
hear the love, you can indeed smell the magic that this trio of guitar/bass/drums
serves up on a platter made of fool's gold. Bend over bacon, it's Booker Noe!—Otis
E. Lee
BURN THE
PRIEST
Burn the Priest (Legion)
Whereas, burning priests is not recommended or condoned by this magazine, due
in part to the powerfully nauseating stench that the roasting of human flesh
tends to produce, it should be noted (by you heretics in particular) that there
is probably no faster way to the fiery bowels of hell than by performing the
devil's music in a band with such an evil moniker. However, if evil is your
cup of tea, pull up a beanbag chair young soldier of Satan 'cause the tea kettle's
whistlin' for yah and the music of eternal suffering plays on—St.
Willy
CHISEL DRILL HAMMER
Chisel Drill Hammer (Hefty)
Winner of the 'Dumb Band Name Award' goes to Chisel Drill Hammer who also win
'Dumb Album Title Award for naming their record after themselves–a brilliant
move if sweeping the 'Dumb Name Category' in this year's awards was their goal
CDH is a four piece instrumental group from Chicago by way
of Iowa City. And despite the venomous, scathing sarcasm that has brought us
to this part of the review, I must admit that The Chisel, The Drill and the
Hammer (as they should be called) are not the horrible alterna-rockers I feared
they would be by my hasty prejudgment. In fact, the group plays ambient, mood
music. Nothing earth-shattering, just background music, if you will, and I know
you will—P.C. Jones
THE ECHO ORBITER
Presents a Moment in Life That's Right (Looking Glass
Workshop)
Wow, this is some freaky music. This could probably drive somebody crazier than
a shit house rat faster than any other kind of music out there. I'm not sure
people should be making this kind of pycho-delic music, or listening
to it for that matter—Joey
Germ
GANG GREEN
Another Case of Brewtality (Taang!)
Never has one punk band done more to promote–fug it–shamelessly endorse the
most well-known alcoholic beverage ever produced in the history of alcoholic
beverage production. And what's more is they have been dangling from the teat
of Anheuser Busch since they first poured themselves onto the Boston scene about
fifteen years ago by co-opting the Bud logo and using the Bud product on their
record covers every chance they got. It's 1999, the Beastie Boys are Buddhists,
Spuds McKenzie committed suicide in a run down kennel on the outskirts of Dallas,
the "I Love You Man" guy has been in and out of rehab for several
years and the popularity of those fucking lizards peaked yesterday but Gang
Green will never go away. Long live beer and BUD-WISE-ER—Joey
Germ
MTGM
Mad Trucker Gone Mad (Crustacean)
Mad Trucker Gone Mad is Milwaukee's answer to the recent rockabilly resurgence
though it's not necessarily limited to the straight billy sound, there's some
elements of country and little cowboy music in there. I reckin' a live show'd
be pretty entertainin'–a show you could take yer best girl to, or yer fellah
or even just yer own sorry, lonely ol' self—Otis E.
Lee
NYMPH
y.c.d.w.y.w.w.y.g.e. (Harmless)
You Can Do What You Want When You Go Emo? Your Cat Died While You Were Washing
Your Giant Elephant? Young Crazy Dwarves Won't Waste Your Gallant Effort? Is
that what it stands for? Am I close? This is fun? Did I win a prize? Is it this
CD? 'Cause if it is, I already got it—Jayne Wayne
THE PROLETARIAT
Voodoo Economics and Other American Tragedies (Taang!)
Kind of a dead ringer for Gang of Four with a whole lotta Wire thrown in there
for good measure. It's a little over the top in it's allegiance to those two
band, which can cut the legs out from under it, but honestly I'm a sucker for
that shit. Never heard of The Proletariats before this CD arrived. They were
around back in the day near as I can figure. Probably got lost in the shadows
somewhere. This is a two disc release with plenty of songs that are both political
and desperate and maybe even desperately political. It's a blast from the past
and a reminder of what made the Reagan era so scary and so exciting musically.
Take a trip back to the paranoia of the Cold War and the threat of total nuclear
annihilation won't you?—Joey
Germ
THE SHEILA DIVINE
New Parade (Roadrunner)
This is emo taken to another level, I think. Power Emo. It seems to me like
this would be really radio friendly but I don't listen to the rock radio anymore
so I have no idea what they're playing. They may even be playing The Sheila
Divine and if this is the case, please disregard this sentence—Jayne Wayne
SIX FEET UNDER
Maximum Violence (Metal Blade)
It's ironical 'cause maximum violence will put you six feet under. This is heavy
metal, Momma. If you thought metal was dead, you just didn't go far enough underground
to find it. You need to dig at least six feet. At least—Joey
Germ
SPOOKY PIE
Poisonberry (Boo Records)
Sounds delicious. Spooky Pie serve up 60s style garage rock with just a touch
of pop. Not the best of recordings but what do you expect, it was recorded by
Phyll Spectre. Spooky Pie look glam/goth, they play garage pop, they could be
huge but then again I am never, ever, ever right about these thing which is
why I'm stuck here in this miserable hell hole. Cheers—P.C.
Jones
STARS AND STRIPES
Shaved for Battle (Taang!)
Ultra-right wing pro American, boot-in-your-face skins uniting in the name of
American oi. These guys want to fight someone, anyone. Russians, punks, anyone.
Anyone? No thanks—Joey
Germ
TANGER
Tanger (Owned & Operated)
A Colorado band that doesn't play pop punk? What a refreshing blast of refreshment!
Tanger plays pretty heavy and loud, crunchy guitar punk and they do it with
military precision. To the Tanger boot camp with the whole lot of you!—Private
Chomps
UNBELIEVABLE JOLLY MACHINE
Anonymous (Mutagenic)
These guys are still unbelievable, still jolly and yes, still a machine. The
Minneapolis trio, UJM, are back with a new full-length and dare I say, it sounds
kinda funky. They must be hanging out with the Artist during those unbelievably
long, cold and unjolly winters up there in Minnas-oh-da, yah—Swede
Anderson
THE EMO DIARIES
Moment of Truth (Deep Elm)
I know this is out of alphabetical order and I'm not sure why, but that is neither
here nor there–no wait, it is here. Anyfrigginway, there's something about
emocore–the raw emotion, the angst, the urgency, the power of the message,
the heartfelt lyrics–that is completely lost on me—Joey
Germ
TOM WAITS
Mule Variations (Epitaph)
What could I possibly say in this shitty little zine about the new Tom Waits
record that would change anyone's mind one way or the other. I'm not a freakin'
music critic and this is Tom Waits for chrissake. You know the man, you know
the music. Nothings changed—Irresistible Frank
VARIOUS
The Center of the Universe (Owned & Operated)
Three songs from the five band on the O&O label. New Rob Robbies, Tanger,
Wretch Like Me, Bill the Welder and Someday I... You know, it's a compilation
so it's a mixed bag but it ain't a bag of lemons. It's a bag of delicious apples
and oranges (and a banana)—Irresistible Frank
VARIOUS
Crust-O-Matic (Crustacean)
Spectacular cover art by Pat Moriarity and a pretty diverse collection of, I
would presume, Milwaukee bands. Pretty solid, probably a good representation
of that particular scene up there in Milwaukee there. So judging from this CD,
you could do worse than live in Milwaukee. One interesting tidbit, for your
information, the entire Milwaukee rock music scene can be traced back to Richie,
Potsy and Ralph. Just thought you'd like to know—Jayne Wayne
RW
#12 (1999)
The
most complete, comprehensive, thoughtful and intelligent music commentary ever
written.
40K
40K (Stopped Clock)
40K kinda remind me of Big Star, they got the slow jams down
pat and the melody and the good songs to boot and that's worth 40 grand anyday,
baby!—P.C. Jones
45 SPIDERS
Standard Forms of Communication (Deep Reverb)
I actually enjoyed the 45 Spiders CD when there were no vocals. The vocals are
the ants at the picnic, or in this case, the spiders in your britches—J. Germ
88 FINGERS LOUIE
Back on the Streets (Hopeless)
88 Fingers Louie are back on the streets! To be honest, I hadn't realized that
they were off the streets having never been fully aware that they were ever
on the streets to begin with. Know what I'm sayin'? So yeah, this is my introduction
to 88FL and they're all right I guess. Not that they want my advice, but I think
they should change their name to Louie and the 88 Fingers. I would buy a record
by a band called Louie and the 88 Fingers—J. Germ
ANTI-HERO/BLANK 77
Truck Stop Toilet (Taang!)
If it were 1977, Blank 77s would be huuuuuge!!! But sadly it is not 1977 (weep,
weep) and on the flipside, there's the Anti-Heros (sic) doing a Stiff Little
Fingers cover at the truck stop toilet—Thee Brat
ANTI-HEROS
American Pie (Taang!)
Anti-Heros (sic) seem to be a little too right-wing for my political tastes.
They're proud Americans though, as is evident in this verse excerpted from the
song "The Tradition":
When I am older I'll raise a family
I'll give them the substance that tempered me
They taught me the meaning
Of being the best I can be
A true American
And from the chorus
Friendship in struggle, courage in battle, wisdom in rage
Struggle? Battle? Wisdom in rage? I don't know, sounds like
contradictory, if not empty sloganeering, which would be ok if they weren't
such a mediocre hardcore band to begin with—Joey
Germ
A MINOR FOREST
Inindependence (Thrill Jockey)
Mellow and sometimes very mellow music that is mostly instrumental melodies.
It might not move those rockers out there who are used to a faster groove, but
hey, it's smooth all right. I'll call it Post Rock just to give you no idea
what it is—P.C. Jones
ARCHERS OF LOAF
White Trash Heroes (Alias)
White Trash Heroes, the Archers of Loaf, are still lickin' it–I mean kickin'
it (that was an honest typo, honest)! Still hell bent on doing their own thing
and keepin' their sound movin' and changin' despite the result, which is usually
more often than not, right on target. Eric Bachman has even changed vocal stylings
as well, sometimes sounding less like Richard Butler and more like Adam Sandler,
but of course we all know that it's a thin line between parody and you know,
the other thing—P.C. Jones
ASSORTED JELLYBEANS
What's Really Going On? (Kung Fu)
Dare I say quirky. Too late, I said it. The Jellybeans are kind of a fucked-up
hybrid of punk and ska (of course) with a triple rap vocal attack. I was kind
of surprised actually. Not that I would or could really listen to this a second
time. And it must be mentioned that the cover art on this CD is so appallingly
bad as to offend. I was offended—P.C. Jones
BLINK
The End is High (Mutant Sound System)
It says right there on the sticker of the CD case: 'A wild fusion of techno,
punk, dance and psychedelia. So now I don't have to listen to it...but I won't
be able to sell it either so it's kind of a hollow victory—PC
Germ
THE BUSINESS
The Truth, The Whole Truth and Nothing
But the Truth (Taang!)
Oi, the true, pure form of punk rock that will never sell out because it is
hardcore from street punks. Anthems from soccer hooligans, blokes from the pub,
that get knocked down but they get up again, working class heroes, South London
ghetto boys. It's the fockin' Business you wanka'—Mickey
the Bootlicker
CABOOSE
Caboose (no label)
Cacophony never had it so good. And that is a country-fried fact. But don't
pray to false idols, rock is the verifiable kind. Outside the lines, genius
plays. Odds and ends for making tasty vittles. Such is the post-modern life.
Everyone all together now–CABOOSE, CABOOSE, CABOOSE!—#7
CRAIG'S BROTHER
Homecoming (Tooth & Nail)
Didn't know Craig had a brother. I knew he had a sister, Jilly, lives out in
Schaumburg, got married a couple years back to that dude she met at college,
I think he's from downstate somewhere, I think I they got a couple kids, not
sure. Craig's brother the band? Oh right, slick emo-core on that Christian label,
right? Here's a song lyric from "Going Blind" that I found particularly
poetic:
She's on the beach in Maui
Her breasts are half uncovered
I try to stop myself from staring at her butt
I'm drawn like Dagwood to sleep
Or one of those big samiches he likes to eat—J. Germ
CROVETCH
Record #1 7" (Rubato)
The four song 7 inch EP is like a tasty mint after a huge satisfying meal. It's
got some elements of electronic tomfoolery, jazzy riffs, some beats and falsetto
fornification, which isn't even a word. Thank you very much Mr. Rubato for helping
me escape—Irresistible Frank
THE BILLY NAYER SHOW
The Villain that Love Built (Big Sam's Giant Records)
The Billy Nayer Show is sort of like a show–a show on TV or something–like
it's kinda supposed to be entertaining but in reality it's just annoying—Thee
Brat
BRANDON CRUZ
The Courtship of Eddie (Taang!)
I'm a little confused about this product here. Brandon Cruz played a little
kid on the Courtship of Eddie's Father staring a pre-Hulk Bill
Bixby. I never saw the show but apparently Eddie, or Brandon, grew up and as
a result is a punk rocker who's played in any number of punk rock bands over
the years, of which Dr. Know and Harmful If Swallowed are a few of who's songs
also appear on this CD. There are also duets between a youthful Cruz and Bill
Bixby, Harry Nilsson and Mickey Dolenz respectively. Half of this CD is kind
of hard to listen to and the other half is pretty decent punk rock, you guess
which is which—Joey
Germ
DEAD LAZLO'S PLACE
Lonely Street (New Red Archives)
Yeah, I used to hang out at Dead Lazlo's place down there on Lonely Street.
Yep, back in the day. DLP is pretty tight, fast as all hell punk rock with some
"blistering guitar action". "Punk Rock Sleazebag Bastard"
is not only the name of my cousin but it sounds like a metal oi song, if you
can imagine that. Then they got some more melodic stuff like "40 Ounces"
which I liked for several different reasons even though it's not a song of celebration–the
idea of which I can not grasp—Joey "40 Ouncer"
Germ
DILLINGER FOUR
Midwestern Songs of the Americas (Hopeless)
Dillinger Four manage to inject a little melody into their punk rock without
comin' across like some wankin' pop punk band. They don't milk the hook so much
you know? It makes them stand out from the rest of the pack a little, so it's
good, you know?—Joey
Germ
MIKE DIXON
Dear Reglar Wiglar (no label)
What kind of no-holds-barred, full-on pandering to the media is this? Dear
Reglar Wiglar is the name of your demo, Mike? Do you actually think that
this will curry favor from me or the staff? You've got to be out of your frickin'
mind! Ironically, however, this homespun, four track recording is genuine, honest,
and displays a subtle brilliance that could only be the work of a misunderstood
genius. And the title–brilliant!!—Chris Auman
FARTZ
Because the World Stinks (Alternative Tentacles)
Amen, Fartz, amen—Joey
Germ
FIREBALLS OF FREEDOM
The Villain that Love Built (Big Sam's Giant Records)
The problem I have with Fireballs of Freedom is the problem I have with bands
like Lolipop and Nashville Pussy and it's that they have a rockin', frenzied,
fast-paced, no bullshit sound but it never changes from the first chord of their
CD to the last and that's just boring to me. Play a ballad for chrissakes, anything
just change the tempo once in awhile—P.C. Jones
FISH
Kettle of Fish (Roadrunner)
Ya'll should have known better than to send in a Phish CD for review. Oh, hold
on a sec, it ain't Phish. It's Fish. My bad. Ya'll should have known better
than to send in a Fish CD for review. Actually, I was so unprepared for what
this CD sounds like that I'm at a loss for words. For the most part, I mean,
it's got horns and backup vocals and a huge drum sound and it's really fuckin'
produced and I don't know, my head is spinning. This is just a shitty music
zine, man, and this is like 70s Who and Genesis and Meatloaf and I just don't
know where this is coming from. Roadrunner is just weird sometimes—The
Management
FUNERAL ORATION
Survival (Hopeless)
Funeral Oration is kind of like a sucky Smoking
Popes and I'm of the opinion that the Smoking Popes are not that smoking and
are kind of sucky but this is not a review of the Smoking Popes—Thee
Brat
JUPITER COYOTE
Here Be Dragons (Roadrunner)
Here be some bad music. Well, perhaps "bad" is rather harsh. Let me
try again: Here be some very unchallenging, passive, unexciting Hootiesque music—Joey
Germ
LEAVING TRAINS
Favorite Mood Swings (Greatest Hits 1986-1995) (SST)
Well, what can I say about this, it's twenty-five of the best Leaving Train
songs on a CD. If you're hip to the Leaving Trains then get hip to this. I'm
sure you won't be disappointed, but when it's all said and done, Falling James
still isn't a very attractive woman, but then again, neither is your Mama—The
Brat
LONGFELLOW
and so on... (Kung Fu)
Gotta be honest with yah, stay away from this one—Thee
Brat
MAD CADDIE
Duck and Cover (Fat Wreck Chords)
Ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska,
ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska,, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska,
ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, Ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska,
ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska, ska—Ska
Skaska
MARVELKIND
Mini (Throwrug)
This kind of sounds a little like Brainiac, a little like Chevy Heston, a little
like Mercury Rev. Doesn't that sound fucking great? Well doesn't it? What if
it was true? Actually, I kind of like this because it does indeed employ elements
of the above mentioned bands. It was even produced by David Baker of Mercury
Rev—P.C. Jones
MAXIMUM PENALTY
Superlife (Velvel)
After taking a look at their band photo I would be hesitant to say these guys
suck, 'cause they're pretty beefy and could probably make short work of my skinny
ass, so I will try to be a little more tactful. Ahem, at their best, Maximum
Penalty sound like a half-assed Bad Brains and at their worst .... I'm gonna
quit while I'm ahead here—Joey
Germ
MOTLEY CRUE
Greatest Hits (Motely Records)
Motley Crue are survivors. They have survived the battles with drugs, alcohol,
lawsuits, fashion, divorces, car crashes, divorces, brawls with their wives,
bad tattoo decisions, groupies, divorces and with the exception of their first
record, Too Fast for Love–the band's least favorite–they've somehow
managed to suck all along. That ain't easy kids—P.C. Jones
MXPX
Let it Happen (Tooth & Nail)
33 songs and they all suck! Just kidding, there's only 32 songs—P.C. Jones
NERVES
Nerves (Thrill Jockey)
The Nerves are pretty aptly named. Raw Nerves. Whole Lotta Nerves. It's rock
but it's fucked up and twisted and spastic. Nervous. Nerve racking. Nervous
breakdown. The Nerves. Say it, The Nerves—Irresistible Frank
NEW ROB ROBBIES
Pure Whore (Owned & Operated)
Oh my God, I almost forgot to review the new Rub Rubbies CD, Pure Whore!!!
Hell, the Robbies are pure whores, man, and I'll tell yah why: they're cheap,
fast (or slow), easy and they smell like five buck-a-bottle perfume. If that
ain't a whore I don't know what that lady's problem was last Saturday night,
know what I'm sayin'? (wink, wink). I sure don't. On a more serious note and
in the interest of music journalism, I must profess to being quite impressed
by this new Robbie product (a debut for the Owned & Operated label) and
I must also add that this CD contains, quite possibly, the sexiest band photo
ever—Joey
Germ
POISON IDEA
Learning to Scream 7" (Taang!)
Now this is what it looks like Malcolm Tent scrawled on a piece of paper which
I can only guess is a review of this Poison Idea record, but since I don't actually
know for sure and that fucker isn't around to either confirm or deny or even
attest to the validity of the aforementioned document, I'm just printing it
as is:
Poison Idea, 3 slabs of brown, bubbling, bank rock aggression.
Zottmet!! Uggggh—M. Tent
Or something—Ed.
PULKAS
Greed (Earache)
This is that "extreme" or "new" metal you momma warned you
about. London's best kept secret, or so their press kit claims. Hey, it's no
secret, it's just a touch too generic to really spread around too much—Jayne Wayne
THE QUEERS
Punk Rock (Hopeless)
These guys aren't even queer for one thing and that pisses me off. I'm not queer
either but I don't go around calling myself The Queer. Know what I mean? Anyway,
I think the Ramones already made this record.... twenty times! Just kidding,
that was Screeching Weasel—B.S. Brown
RAMONA & BEEZUS
Built to Abandon–with a piece in head and hands–is the
manor of the sun (MP)
Some of that good old fashioned arty lo-fo DIY rock. Some of it works and some
of it really doesn't—Cheese
THE SAW DOCTORS
Songs for Sun Street (Paradigm)
Sun Street? Never heard of it. Hey, it's a paddy band. Saw Doctors play some
folk and pop music and stuff but actually between you and me I think it's kind
of boring. Some people eat this shit up though—Jayne Wayne
THE SLACKERS
The Question (Hellcat)
The question is why would you name your band The Slackers, you damn slackers?
Don't you know that shit is played out? Although it's
true, when I saw that name on the front of this CD, I was quite surprised to
find that The Slackers are less like Less Than Jake ska-punk and actually a
legitimate reggae band and I enjoyed their CD very much. So much so that I'm
not even going to sell it (which I don't do anyway 'cause that's just wrong
and it hurts labels and musicians and everybody even though it helps me out
immeasurably when times are tight which they always are). The Slackers, ladies
and gentlemen, the UB40 of the 90s and it's about time—T. Bone
SLICK SHOES
Burn Out (Tooth & Nail)
It almost sounds like the drummer is a beat or two ahead of the rest of the
band–and then the drums are mixed too high on top of that and then the vocals
are those annoyingly nasally kind of vocals. Malcolm's advice: new singer, new
drummer, NEXT!!!—Malcolm Tent
SCREECHING WEASEL
Television City Dream (Fat Wreck Chords)
Screeching Weasel have been around a while from what I understand. Does that
make them responsible for this pop punk explosion that has been in effect for
the last year or so or can we still blame that on the Ramones?—PC
Ramone
THE SHEILA DIVINE
The Sheila Divine (SD)
The first song on this CD will sure mistake you for some good old fashioned
80s U2. Very emotionally charged vocals, stirring, moving. Despite the horrific
band name, these guys could be big. But hey, considering the horrific band names
of which Days of the New and Bare Naked Ladies are but a few, that might be
more of an asset. At any rate, these guys seem to take their cur\e from the
Godfathers of emocore with out buggin' out like Bono, but hey they got another
decade before leather pants and Mr. McFeesto and anyway I am rarely right in
my predictions about the future of rock. Case in point; I've had three pairs
of camouflage pants hangin' in my closet that I've been waitin' to hit the streets
in for about five years now—B.S. Brown
TRONA
Red River (Roadrunner)
Sounding at times like X and Hole intermittently. There are some good songs
on this CD and 'Time Life" is one of them. Trona aren't afraid to do outright
country on a cover of Buck Owens "Take Me Back Again." I definitely
lost interest in a few places ("Driving Record") on this but they
never lost me completely and that's sayin' something', ain't it?—Jayne Wayne
ULTRAVIOLENCE
Killing God (Earchache)
Ultraviolence indeed. This CD is enough to make someone want to commit ultraviolence...
against techno bands! I guess Ultraviolence is the brainchild of hardcore techno
genius, Johnny Violent. It contains a "techno version of the metal classic
Paranoid" But why, is my question. As a rule I don't like techno and this
does little to bend that steadfast rule—Joey
Germ
VANDALS
Hitler Bad, Vandals Good (Nitro)
Half of the album title is an understatement and half is an overstatement. Which
one you agree with will determine how you spend your eternal vacation. Actually
the overstatement really isn't that much of an overstatement, the Vandals are
pretty good. Some of the funniest damn song lyrics I've read in awhile and some
decent punk rock—Joey
Germ
VARIOUS
Deep Thoughts by Nitro Records (Nitro)
Tracks by One Hit Wonder, Jughead's Revenge, AFI, the godawful Offspring, a
demo version of a TSOL tune. Also Guttermouth, Vandals, Sloppy Seconds. You
know, it's a sampler so if it doesn't appeal to you by now, skip it, and vice
versa—Joey
Germ
VARIOUS
At War with Society (New Red Archives)
New Red Archives 99¢ Sampler. Fuck yeah, it cost 99¢ man and it's
got 33 frickin' songs on it so your bound to get off on at least some of it.
UK Subs, Christ on a Crutch, Anti-Flag, Reagan Youth and a shit load more and
it's priced like an extra value meal. What more do you want, you wanna supersize
it?—Germ
VARIOUS
You Don't Have to be Tom Jones (Coolidge)
You don't have to be Tom Jones, but it would hurt. Seriously though, I'm not
trying to be a smart ass or anything but I left this CD next to the office air
conditioner for a little too long I guess, 'cause it got fucked up but good.
The CD booklet is all stuck to the CD. It's unplayable really. Why do I even
bother to bring it up if I really couldn't listen to it? I don't know. Just
for yucks. Please buy this sampler from Coolidge Records and find out for yourself.
I have been no help really—P.C. Jones
WEIRD LOVEMAKERS
Flu Shot (empty)
You got that slick produced punk rock bullshit played by the 90210 pretty boys
and then you got the Weird Lovemakers—Joey
Germ
ZED
309 Chorus (Goatboy)
Zed somehow manage to capture the feeling of chaos and, in doing so, create
a picture in the listener's mind of small children slaughtering innocent monkeys.
How you perceive this will determine whether you're going to heaven to live
with Jesus or going straight to the fiery pits of hell—Scat
in the Hat
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