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'The Glamour Of Backwardness'
(diS001) Autumn 2001
The first Antibodies release of the
millennium and despite the phoenix
like rise from their inevitable '99
ashes and the none 'Abbey Road'
quality that a 4 track porta studio
allows (particularly on the vocals),
'The Glamour Of Backwardness' is
still reason enough to check out this
highly recommended punk band. For
what's lacking in production sheen,
they more than make up for in gut
feeling and rabid angst.
were never ones to hide
from the truth and on here they throw
it in our faces without time to take a
breather. They embody frustration
and the empty promises of 21st
century English life to the max. This
18 track CD is a warts 'n' all back to
basics 'take us as you find us'
defiant, jagged outcrop of guitar,
bass and drums. Which is especially
scathing on songs like
and it's no holds barred attack on the
plastic society. I particularly like the
way this song slows down into the
"no I don't believe in you"
refrain before heading off back into a
guitar frenzy.
Antibodies own a very
raw, dry sensa yuma, which is put
over effectively by Pete Doff's
gunpowder dry, course vocals. A
style which has enough snotty spite
in it to give you the feeling he's half
taking the piss, which he probably is.
But if your ever in doubt you can
always take a gander at the fold out
lyric poster to point you exactly to
what's pissin em off in Harlow these
days. Drummer and long serving
collaborator Ian 'Warlock Murray,
supply's the flexible drum beats and
backing vocals that propel Pete's
'peeeeeeed-off' cut 'n' paste rants.
Rants that are fueled by guitar flange
and bass bombing. They excel best
in their full out attacks or pointing
things out like on the tongue in cheek
'Wot Happen'.... "Wot happen to -
indeed? They create a
very English sound which is original
and rare in today's UK/Americanised
punk scene.
The Antibodies are
totally homegrown from the overspill
of London and it comes across no
more so than in one of their best
'England's Attocities' with that
bass intro and those sneering
putdowns. The English are still the
best at slagging ourselves off! These
Harlow heretics seem to have an
unhealthy interest in the
handicapped if their song titles are a
dip stick. But songs like
are a play on words. And this
ones really good in a bad sort of way.
It's got doses of feedback and
atmospheric backing vocals ready to
smother ya with obscure lines like
go off just like a car bomb, I don't
know where I went wrong...I've got,
I've got special needs".
favourite whipping post gets covered
on probably their most commercial
'Concrete Cancer', which is all
about their hometown hamlet called
Harlow. They take great glee as they
shoot it down in flames..... it's
'Viva Shoplifter' is another
track to check out with some good
moody guitar riffs which slice open
the credit card debauchery. You can
really smell the
Epileptics influences
with the subject matter and with
hindsight is no bad thing. Coz like
nearby neighbours the
the Epileptics were (before
transforming into
Flux) another great
band that never seemed to get the
breaks..."don't forget the breaks!!!!"
(snigger) We get a couple of diverse
covers to end this glamour ride round
the dingy world of UK Satellite towns.
And Jimmy Cliffs - 'Harder They
Come' and the Small Faces - 'Lazy
Sunday' are systematically infected
by the Antibodies. At the end of the
day I'm always left wondering what if
these ever got themselves into a 24
track studio and let leash these
songs to full impact? Then I think
we'd be seeing and hearing a lot
more from the concrete shopping
malls of Harlow.
£5.00 from 74 Little Grove Field,
Harlow, Essex, CM19 4BX,
England o
'Unorganised Chaos'
(disc00) CD 2001
A lot of the bands on here were
either brand new to me or didn't look
too exciting on paper. So it was good
to be introduced and proved wrong
on some tracks. 'Unorganised Chaos'
kicks off with the hilarious sound bite
"My friend what are you
doing?...You wanna know, I'm
gonna kill ya bastard!!!!!"!
'Intro' by
Mafia Vs Ninja. The actual track is a
fucking funny piss-take too. Aimed at
I suspect all those hard knuckled
gangsta rappers and skanksters. It
swoops in with an addictive sinister
skanking organ and those spooky
wailing sounds you hear on Scooby
Doo cartoons. First time I'd actually
Kismet HC from Stoke, who
are fast in your face duel vocaled
hardcore done in an angry, ranty
energetic kinda way. The tracks
'Consume' by the way.
Lightyear are also new to the Wolf's
Lair sound system and now I know
why. They play calypso styled Ska
punk that I have absolutely nothin in
common with now or then, but they
manage to riff it up on the chorus
and the crazy ending was funny.
Dun2Def are your more traditional
punk rock and this track
shows em in a better light
than on their pedestrian debut EP. I
like the subterranean riffy production.
Late 90's 'right on' kings of the UK
punk polemics,
Dog On A Rope give
us their
'What Are We Waiting For'
which isn't their best track off their
debut LP. And I gotta admit this band
seem stuck way back in the 90's
which ain't a good sign.
sound just like
Dog On A Rope on
the opening guitar intro but power
into a rant about
'Shitty Scenes'. I
always feel their vocals are too
restricted, they just rattle off the lyrics
which gives em a 'going through the
motions' feel.
Homebrew pour us
their best track to date with
. It's an every day tale of
subterfuge, romance, greed and
parasitic values straight from the
streets of Harrogate.... streetpunk
lives on Ha!
Four Letter Word are
another band who I've never heard
before on record. They spit out a
good, no messin attack on
The angry vocals are direct to the
point with a fierce tight guitar sound.
Dogwalker scurry in with a jangling
indie guitar sound and a big (dare I
say it?) Phil Spector drum beat.
Pretty novel move and it's a track
that powers into a good riffing
monster. Pity the weak vocals don't
give it more depth, coz if they had
more impact this would've been really
Autonomists sound like early
80's protest punk in their snappy
guitar riffing, but again the weak
vocals (especially on the higher
notes) let it down.
FDK were a big
surprise for me. Their slow unique
skanking track
'Steven' has some
great cheesy American vocals. But I
suspect this is more of a piss-taker
than an influence. The funny lyrics all
about identity were great. I especially
loved the addictive play school kinda
guitar sound. This is followed by
more good Ska!!! God!!!!! I
slowly turning into Aaron Beatup!!!
Well whatever, this time it's done in a
more traditional way by the
Mighty Snorting
Powder Rangers
. They are totally
new to me but won me over care of
the outstanding female vocalist who
displayed enough raunch and
character to punk it up in all the right
places and give the backing track
some clout. The songs called
and it's true! Joe Ninety
who are a name well known on the
UK hardcore scene bring to us pretty
much what I was expecting from a
million other outfits playing this sort
of stuff. Strait forward pop punk done
with emotional vocals that don't do
much for me emotionally at all.
Fucking hell whats this? Didn't expect
my old mate Rob Filth to turn up on
here with his other band the thrashy
Ostracized. Not quite as extreme as
T.B.A.C. and nowhere near as nasty
to catch your attention, seems pretty
fucking tame to me. So what the
fucks wrong Rob?....I told ya not to
Vehicle Derek have
an absolutely fucking dire name and
they seem to have an unhealthy
fascination with Kenneth William's et
all, giving the 'Carry On' films a nod,
but that was about it.
The Jones,
keeping up the boring names style
and are more Americanized bullshit
with emo lyrics and a sound that's
done a million times by a million
bands, comes also with a third rate
dubby Rut feel.
Annalise all the way
from Exeter are another band I ain't
too familiar with on record, but every
time I've heard em they give a good
show. On
'Too Much Music Too
Many Bands'
they supply some
interesting views on the different
scenes, delivered with a powerful
mid-paced punk sound that
threatened impact.
Dog On A Rope
close things with a cloned cover of
Pogues 'Dirty Old Town'. Do I
smell a tribute in the Leeds air? On
the whole 'Unorganized Chaos'
shines a spotlight on a good slice of
the UK punk scene covering most
corners and with 18 tracks is worth a
listen and anyone's £3.00.
Disclocate Records
'Sugar And Spice'
CD 2001
I got this 9 -track mini CD from Jake
Active Slaughter (cheers
mate), and was totally knocked out by
the opening track 'Violence
Aggression' so much so it's a regular
on my stereo. This is a fucking great
sinister introduction to one of the UK's
newer Anarcho combos. It kicks off
with a doomy bass drum beat, before
building up into a moody, guitar
driven, atmospheric ride into the scary
world of aggro. The track is
interspersed by the powerful but
brutal vocals of Ani, who runs a blade
across the throat of senseless blood
'n' guts on our streets today. A
splendid introduction and the pick of
the bunch. They speed up on the next
track 'Through The Night', which is
less memorable. 'Extinction' brings us
a duel vocal with guitarist Col joining
in on the vocals. Reminds me a bit of
H.C Kismet but less erratic and not
so tight. I like Col's guitar work, a lot
better than his vocal submissions.
They keep up the momentum though
for the next 4 tracks with 'Mommy's
Soldier Boy' being another standout.
Anarchy Spanky like to flex their
muscles in the speed department
which is OK, but in doing so they fail
to harness the impact of their
superior, less frantic opening track.
'The Cruelty Of Greed' boasts more
superior guitarin', backed with a
convincing war-drum beat as they
take a shot at the wealthy. Ani's
vocals are pretty restricted on the
faster tracks, she ain't no songbird at
the best of times, but makes up for it
with her extremely potent pissed off
approach. The title track 'Sugar And
Spice' is the other highlight, and kicks
off with a humourous Bart Simpson
sound bite. This sets the scene for
some feminist kickback! It's another
broody slower track, with a good mix
and a particularly neat guitar
solo...shock horror! I reckon the
slower buildup suits
Anarchy Spanky
a lot more than the heads down stuff.
Ani sounds actually human for once
on the spoken intro, before returning
into her alter ego...the bad bitch of
Bolton. She drags the pretty little girl
syndrome back to the dark ages for
good on this track! 'Web Cam' is
another attack on web voyeurs out
there! And they end the set by
absolutely slaughtering
X-Ray Spex's
- 'Oh Bondage Up Yours', which
musically was a nice touch, but Ani's
strangled vocals are totally out her
depth here.
Anarchy Spanky could
be really good with a more tighter
rhythm section and more variation,
which hopefully will come in time.
They're definitely one to watch out for
and a good new find.
Check out PO Box 152, Burton On
Trent, DE14 1XX, England or visit
'My Bad!'
(PBR003) CD 2001
This is the first Derita Sisters studio
product I've heard since 'Nobody
Cares' in 2000, and I actually thought
they'd hit the bars for good. Well
apparently not, seems they've been
really busy with Euro tours and more
releases (2 studio - 2 live) since that
one hit the fan. So you can never fault
this combo for being lazy, they have
released product annually for the last
ten years and some. 'My Bad' (what's
this term mean?) is bought to us via
the German punk label, Plastic Bomb
Records. And comes in a pro-glossy
full colour lyric booklet with suitable
imagery. The German connection ain't
no suprise, as
the Derita Sisters
from Santa Barbara, CA are a big hit in
the German punk scene. 'My Bad' has
all the familiar jibes you'd expect from
these well seasoned, off the wall
Californian punks. And you'll be
sniggering throughout the 21 tracks of
punk rock slapstick. But I gotta say a
lotta the songs skipped over some of
their more adventurous musical
diversions, and don't seem as
memorable as previous outings.
They're good, short, fast blasts, but
missing that unique Gilman/Smith
arrangement on a lotta tracks. Maybe
I've been spoilt by past glories and with
a repertoire of over ten albums your
bound to hit some average peaks. But
they make up for it with the hilarious
sound bite intro of...Boyfriend -  
"ohhhh I love it when you play with
my ass"
- Girlfriend: "I'm not playin
with yer ass!!!"
"Ray!!!!!" Reads like shit so you'll just
have to get this yourself to savour that
particular moment. It's followed by the
short instrumental, 'Homo Hawk' that
sounds like a hyperactive
Buzzcocks.bought up in LA instead of
The Deritas Sisters
source of inspiration is endless, and
they never fail to write songs about
any situation or dilemma that life
throws at em. Take wacky subjects like
the pounding 'Middle East War Talks'
or the black humoured 'Pushed Down
The Stairs'. This is the band who could
write songs about Greenland
minimalism and still find something
humorous to ponder. If you like your
punk with buzzsaw riffing and melodic
enough to not get too poncey, you'll
love the frantic 'War Stories' and
'Trophy Wife'. Alas
the Deritas don't
seem quite as obnoxious as they once
were. So this album may not be your
best introduction. But whenever you
put on a
Deritas album there lurks
inside a very snidey atmosphere which
is a must if you like taking the piss.
Good production makes things tick
over nicely too, as 'We Don't Pose'
slides in with the..
.'We don't pose,
cant afford the clothes, punch you
in the nose, step on all your toes'

(tee hee), and makes hardcore punk
bands like
Total Chaos and their ilk
more a joke than they really are. They
seem to be going in a more political
direction on this set, all be it sending it
right up on songs like 'American
Swastika' and 'Reversal Of Torture', all
about the little Cuban kid who hit the
news. Standout tracks come in the
shape of the spiffing rifferama of
'Cedric Soft' and the blazing bonus
track 'Wired Up' featuring Monkey out
the Addicts on lead vocals.
'Whore Stories'
(PBR003) CD 2001
"Wow, you got a dead Hooker in the
...that hilarious observation
introduces this, the latest release from
these Santa Barbara piss takers. And I
gotta say they are firing on all
cylinders this time around, with 20 hit
'n' run fast, blasts of sexual innuendo's
and tales of depravity to boast about
down the pub to your mates. They've
regained their knack for the ultra
catchy, short, sharp, shock of tunes
and witty putdowns. And it all comes at
us via another new Record label.
These label whores must've been
through every indie punker on the
block, from the CA strips to the ghettos
of Germany and back again. This time
it's the turn of the Las Vegas based
Big Lizard Records to do the honours.
Good to see they have faith in these
very cheeky fuckers. Song titles like
'Whore Stories, 'Drive Thru Screw',
'I-Tie 69' etc. gives you the gist of this
blatantly sexist platter. They're never
gonna win accolades for contributions
to feminism. But you know what?,
Derita Sisters
deliver it with such a
devilish sensa yuma, and without even
the slightest tinge of a nasty streak in
em. You couldn't help but see the
funny side of this, man, woman or
child. And anyone who don't is either a
Taliban extremist or plays in
We don't get the lyrics this
time around (booo hissss!) so I can't
fire some off to you, but they're loud n
clear! They are spread generously
amidst the buzz saw guitars, that have
lost that poppier
Buzzcocks influence.
'Whore Stories' has a more back to
basics heads down
ambiance this time around, and I
reckon it suits 'em just fine. As always
the quips are sneered in our direction
with that by now trademark snidey
vocal from Mr Mark Gilman and to a
lesser degree his Ho - Jay Smith. Who
are both rapidly becoming the
Shelley/Devoto of the fun punk league
of songwriters. 'Dad And Lad' all about
losing your cherry around the bars with
your Dad, was a right laff. They slow
things down with the bass driven 'Five
Floors Of Fun', which signals the
regular instrumental that they bring out
on each release, before going back
into overdrive. 'Centipede' was another
sinister sounding black humoured ditty,
but ain't too sure what it's all about? As
they say ...
'You don't know what's in
store, when you enter the chamber
of Whores'
and I recommend any
punk with an open mind to enter into
the realm of this particular funny punk
band. Play it at your sister, your mom,
or better still at ya bird...they'll fucking
love it!
'The Greatest Sonic Abomination
Ever' (prank044) CD 2001
This hilariously named combo maybe
some distant cousin to a band that was
once called
Scrotum Axe Grinder? I
may be well of the mark in that
assumption as they hail from Tampa
Bay, Florida but I suspect it's some
distant relation? They sound similar?
Well some of you may have heard this
band before, I never did but remember
thinking what a great fucking band
name.(Hey..."Stop reminiscing don't
care it don't suit ya!"- annoyed reader)
Ok apologies, lets get down to the CD.
Scrotum Grinder remind me of the
Napalm Death genre that resided in
the UK late 80's scene
(urrrgghhhh!!!!). Y'know that dark,
gloomy, and powerful shouty, screamy
thing they called thrash/grindcore. And
those fucking vocals that really ain't my
cup of sulphur at all, as you probably
guessed by the adjacent reviews. And
guess what
Scrotum Grinder have
not one but two of the bastards, one of
which is a bird called Michelle!!...gawd
blimey I'm shocked!!! I wouldn't wanna
meet her in a dark alley she sounds
well scary. The Linda Blairisms are
delivered over fast, short, guitar
attacks...18 in all. They sound crusty
incorporated with a dreaded and
matted demeanor. And on closer
inspection this album has got loads of
flies crawling around it's sonic ring
piece in a grungey/grebo kinda way,
which is all the things I hate in punk.
Did the kids really get off on this shite
back then or even now? However the
maggots ain't eaten away everything
that's not beyond a salvage operation
Scrotum Grinder to give em their
due can boom out some good doom
laden, heavy sonic thrash which
sounds on the odd occasion very
good. But yet again the tranquility of
those guitars is spoiled beyond belief
by those raspy fuckin vocals. Without
fail time and time again all those
shouty fucking ranters sound the
fucking same to me. However they
come up trumps on the hilarious end of
the 'Big Brother' track (tee hee). And
ending with the standout cover of
Slapshots 'No Friend Of Mine'. Which
was easily the best track on here coz
they actually tried a different approach
and it worked. But as I've said before if
your best songs are covers, you need
taking outside and shooting for
conspiring with the enemy. We get a
Ronald Reagan portrait on the inside
cover coz the band think he's the
anti-christ incarnate no doubt ha! And
maybe I'm feeling the effects of a post
Christmas depression coming on but
all this meant to me was boring
Siderneee ... boring!
'Punk Shit' Vol 1.
CD 2001
I bought this at a recent gig for £3.00.
It boasts a massive 40 tracks, which is
a good value for money teaser, for
anyone interested in hearing some of
the newer bands out there today.
Mainly taken from a large slice of the
UK punk scene, but there's quite a few
international acts on display too. The
CD's compiler Rich Lard singer outta
DogShit Sandwich opens the score
with the manic 'Punk Shit' that boasts a
great Irish brogue with a
Steam Pig from Dublin
keep the Fenian momentum flowing
with their catchy 'Putting out The Bins'.
The Restarts from London boast a
great beefy guitar sound, but those
shouty vocals are a downer.
from Holland produce one the snottiest
piss takes on here, it's called 'I Don't
Care' tee hee!
Sick On The Bus who
are a big fave in most punk circles,
and their performance fee reflects that,
but to me they never seem to produce
the goods, and 'Law And Order' don't
change my view
. Hippy War Generals
all the way from Oz are spoilt by a shit
The Wernt create a fucking
monster with the sing-along 'Pig Dog
"your going home in a fuckin
Broken from
Connecticut were absolutely defunct
and boring.
Bug Central from North
London, remind us why they're still a
force to be reckoned with on 'Android
Runnin Riot from Belfast
create a skin anthem on 'Way Of Life'.
Zero Tolerance from Acne do
themselves proud with 'Don't Conform'.
Stress from Eire who I hated on a
previous compilation, redeem
themselves slightly with 'Stations'.
Rong Uns
from Leicester have
improved no end from the last time I
heard em, and give us an in your face
'Cold Sweat'. Scotland's
4 Past
creep out the grave with a
cover of
the Partisans 'Police Story'.
Eastfield give us their Brummy
anthem 'Come To Bevland'.
Greenland Whalefishers who are
big in Pineapple Rd and hail from
Norway, are
The Pogues tribute pure
'n' simple.
Hotwired from the wilds of
Norfuck have totally transformed
themselves for the better on 'This Time
Stay Dead', this is their best deadpan
number to date!
Blood Or Whisky
from County Kildare, Eire give us a
traditional Irish track with 'Galway City'.
Sensa Yuma from Stafford suffer from
a low mixed vocal.
Thuggers from
Belgium sound very average.
from Rugby, confirm my live
suspicions, they sound better on
Fake Patriots from Scotland
sound oh so predictable.
D.T.M. from
Redditch drag up an old 'un with the
snottyish 'I don't Wanna Be Nice'.
...where do they get these
names from?, make up for it with the
humourous 'Toto Is A Punk'.
Wat Tyler
outta London regurgitate their barber
shop nursery rhyme 'Londons
Shatterhand from Falkirk
hand over a poppy protest song.
Gobble And The Cocks from fishy
smelling Hull sadly don't live up to their
ingenious name.
The Begrudgers
are more Paddies this time with the ska
tinged 'Streets'.
Intention from
Birmingham supply more screamy
Hardcore on 'Here Goes Nothing'.
Machine Gun Etiquette outta
Scotland continue to produce good
tuneful punk on 'Peer Pressure'. More
Brummies jump in with
Rotunda and
their impressive 'My Only Weapon'.
Stricknein DC from Dublin supply
predictable stop/start Hardcore on
'Rising Hatred'.
The Hot Tortoise has
gotta be the worst named band on
here and there's a few, they produce
'Hardcore By Numbers' literally.
Belgium is represented once more by
The Pride, who give us their BIG
sound on 'War Games' which has
touches of HM guitar licks, sacre bleur!
Hatework from Telford, UK have a
very work shy singer.
Nerdlinger from
Eire create an OK 'Roadkill Stew'.
Of Use
are in a hurry to get
somewhere, but where? Clydebanks,
Red Eyes are more poppier punk
done with tunes.
Lawndog cut a song
called 'Kamikaze' which bores you to
death. Last and definitely one of the
lesser tracks,
Leash continue onto
that stale poppy route.
Well an eclectic collection some good,
some bad but a good shop window for
the smaller bands. A great idea with
some good artwork done by Boz outta
SteamPig. Just a pity bands like Sad
Society, MDM, The Dangerfields,
Active Slaughter
or Anarchy
to name but a few didn't have
a crack...maybe next time eh Rich?
Any bands who wanna contribute
tracks or if you wanna check it out
yerself email Rich at
'Tickets To Heaven'
(052-2) CD September 2001
I have my doubts about side projects
particularly within the punk scene.
They always seem diluted efforts. So
when this arrived I was in two minds
whether I was gonna be dealing with
the inflated ego of a champ skater and
semi LA punk legend, or something far
worse? So what a relief to be proved
wrong in thinking 'Tickets To Heaven'
is just that. In actual fact this 13 tracker
lives up to what Duane Peters (singer
in the
US Bombs) has left behind in
his other more volatile and less
focused combo. However there's no
escaping the big
Bombs influence.
This album sounds pretty much like the
US Bombs would sound if the band
hadnt drug habits lurking in every
corner, with maybe a more restrained
Pistols sound. And is a bit of a let
down in that it don't create a totally
different approach. But why fix
something that ain't broke eh? I still
wonder if only those dual guitars by a
couple of ex-
Pushers were more
intense and up a notch in the mix, then
this would've had a load more
intensity. Anyway they start off
confidently with the 'Hunns Anthem', a
mid-paced, drum pounding, beefy
instrumental which was a good
introduction to the new family. Not bad
at all!!! And when the vocals are spit
out, they soon take charge and
become the dominant force in this
collection. However there's still
something just not quite right about
bands that have 'the Singer and the so
and so's' on the cover. It sounds a bit
fake to me, a bit showbizzy, but
thankfully this ain't gonna ever be that
way with Mr Peters toothless delivery in
vogue. As he spits out lines with
contempt like
"he's only got the
answers to anything but the
on 'Hymn Of Attila'. It's
done with so much conviction your left
totally convinced ha! Yeah there's
plenty of snot and attitude on this
platter, and loads of swagger with a life
times worth of vibe. It ain't a classic by
any means, and this album takes a few
plays to really crawl under your skin,
but once it's infected your system it sits
'n' festers and you start scratching and
discover new sores with each listen.
the Bombs who have their own
character vying for position,
seem to hold back a bit and let
Duane take full control on all the
songs, which is a pity musically, coz
their little pockets of musical rebellion
deserve more space. Songs like the
bass driven 'Hate 'N' Love' and the title
track 'Tickets To Heaven' are really
worth your attention, as Mr Peters
reeeches for the sarcy malarky in that
typical wino fashion. Duane always
reminds me of an old Prison lag or piss
head reciting tales of life and death on
the main drag set to punk rock, which
is his best factor. 'Fire Sports' has
some great guitar licks as the story of
methadone addiction on the cold dark
streets of life are played out. Wish I
had a copy of the lyrics to get the real
picture? But you certainly catch more
than a glimpse and maybe his saliver
soaked vocals are an acquired taste,
especially when the spittle hits you in
the eye. So these odes may not be to
every punks taste, but he ain't a
bullshitter and he's got character which
is a load more interesting than a
machine gunned rant any day of the
week! Sometimes we need to know
how bleak life can be, coz it keeps us
real and in touch. It ain't all doom 'n'
gloom though, coz there's loads of dry
humour lurking around. Take 'Wild
Card' which is my favourite track. It's
another gritty tale of bravado and
bottle amidst the backdrop of LA street
fights....the atmosphere is tense
before our hero informs us
brought knives to the gunfight'
hee. Whatever you say about Duane
Peters, he certainly has a lot of views
on all sorts of themes which is good
enough reason to front 2 bands and
keeps his pen in action thank gawd.
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'Teaching The Children The Blues'
(044-2) CD November 2001  
Hate the name of this Berlin
three-piece! It's nearly as bad as
Smooth & Greedy, and it brings to
mind visions of the dreaded
punk/metal crossover from the late
80's. But thankfully that's where the
similarities cease, coz
Church Of
produce 13 tracks of
tight, powerful and melodic punk rock.
That aside, 'Teaching The Children
The Blues' is another bad move boys!
Any punk band who has 'Blues' in the
title of an album that ain't some kind of
drug reference, is decidedly suspicious
in my book. What the fuck have the
'Blues' got to do with Punk Rock I ask
ya? Meanwhile back to the album... on
a plus point
Church Of Confidence
are a confident trio that own a singer/
guitarist called Uli who has got a
distinctly well cloned English accent.
Hardly spotted one clue to his true
identity on the whole album. His
textbook style sounds like a young
Knox from
the Vibrators crossed with
Alice Cooper ....yeah it's true! Track
2 called 'Holy Land' had some
hilariously corny lyrics as he
"were going down, on a one
way road, gonna shoot our load,
shift a gear between her thigh"
(snigger) ... but joking aside, these
boys know how to harness powerful
punk tunes into some good clean
catchy tunes. They sound very
polished indeed a bit too polished in
some cases, but that might be due to
the 'Berlin' in em? Whatever the case,
this is a well produced release.
They've been around since 1995 so
got a few K under their belts. My only
major criticism is the songs have no
real strong message. They're all sort
of good time, have fun type of rockers
which sound great as background
music but ultimately nothing really
grabs you. It only leaves you looking to
the track list for confirmation. Their
best couple of songs are the more
restrained but anthemic 'Words That
Come Out Wrong' which has a
play on chords and
arrangement. And 'American Zone' is
the other number which owns a good
chorus and a closing refrain that
throws some powerful riffs around.
They close with 'Walking In The Rain'
and some hilariously contrived lyrics
about being on the dole which bought
a snigger to my face. These geezers
sound like they're a rock 'n' roll punk
band and dream of tours, birds and
having fun, so good luck to em!! This
is their third release so they are doing
something right but what it is I don't
rightly know? They just don't teach me
or expose me to anything I ain't heard
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'The Teal Project'
CDEP 2001
My first real taste of Sado-Nation on
CD. Yeah they're still going after 25
years of burning icons and taking no
shit amongst the Portland punk scene.
Although this 4 track CDEP ain't really
the official face of
sound, which is potentially way more
manic and in your face. It does
however feature a couple of the bands
more recent recordings. They kick off
with the sinister, mid-paced Wolfs Lair
fave of 'Nuke Up Now', which sees the
no messin Mish Bondage on lead vocal
giving us her vexed and often
controversial views on the Nuclear
Rage. She needs power to run her
amps and that's good enough for me!
Backed by a careering Corboy riff that
sends this bomb of a song ticking away
to Armageddon...Kaboom!! Second
track 'Insomnia Insomniac' is sung by a
crooning Dave Corboy (guitarist and
founder member of
Sado) with Mish
supplying backup. It's a slow burning
grower of a track, with big power chord
buildups aplenty and a solitary solo to
chew on in those darkly hours. They
up the anti for 'When The Sun Stops'
which has less impact but shows off
Corboy's outside rock 'n' roll
influences. They end on a youthful
sounding '16 Again' which can also be
heard in their current set. It's an OK
song but don't own the same sense of
presence that the first two impressive
tracks represent. Early
bassist Steve Casamo makes a
welcome cameo appearance with
Robert Parker in the drum stool. This
EP was recorded by current drummer
Mike Teal who produced it for his
recording finals.  
(prank041)  CD 2001
A totally new band to my ears, they
come at us with this epic 21 song blast
of anger and hate. The fucking
hilarious bi-line of 'Songs to Disturb
the comfortable, songs to comfort the
disturbed' had me reeling and it was
looking to be great entertainment on
first impressions. But from the opening
tracks of 'Better Off Dead' - #1 and #2,
I knew this was gonna be a hard one to
get into.
Guyana Punch Line are
extreme as in screammmmmm. They
have a manic Nic Blinko (
) clone of a singer called Chris,
who does his best to scare us and
maim us which is no bad thing. But hey
Chris how about a bit more diversity in
the rawness stakes or delivery? After
all even Nic Blinko had that. The music
is pretty much what you'd expect to
carry this angry mad fucker off to the
lunatic asylum. I like some of the
manic, intense riffs but those freeform
jam sessions and maddening twists 'n'
turns ain't nowhere near as anthemic
or addictive as
Rudimentary Peni,
who are without a doubt their biggest
G.P.L are trying too damn
hard to shock us and it just don't work
no more. And hey boys
the Peni were
and still are the best at this kinda
psychotic punk. Which I'm sure
will hate me for pointing out (tee hee).
'Irritainment' is peppered with
fragmented lyrical attacks that are
scrawled and scribbled across a
perpetually negative landscape. So not
much time for black humour with this
band unless your thing is scream after
scream again, then maybe this is for
you. I fucking can't stand the stop/start
generic attack of the music although I
really wanted too coz I know a lot of
work has gone into this release.This
band could by far excel themselves
with more continuation of the better
songs instead of cutting em short in
their tracks. 'Punk Rock Sloganeering'
did make some attempt. But it's songs
(or should I say performances) like the
piss taking 'Skins And Punx', recorded
live in 1999, or the grand finale of
'Seven Bowls' that really show some
melody and gives the band a better
edge. However the best track for me
was their short but sharp 'My Idea Of A
Joke' maybe I'm just an
"old guy
in the pit"
these days? And it's way
too intelektuwell for the bands good
and ours coz we don't wanna summon
up a degree or doctorate to follow the
lyric sheets do we? Maybe I'm just a
dumb cunt who gets bored too easily?
Coz if punk ain't easily accessible
these days I soon lose interest. I mean
sure show us your anger, your
bloodlust or your kinks but don't expect
wild applause if there's only painful
noises and dislocated lyrics to tempt
us away from our basic instincts. I still
like the disturbed feel of 'Irritainment',
coz this album is like peering into a
mental ward with mini soundtracks. So
it's ideal in very small doses but I won't
be playing this 'whole' album in one
sitting again. Best thing about this is
the lyric sheet artwork which I like a lot.
'The 13th Round'
(88041-2) CD June 2001
Wow fucking wee!!! Ain't it great to be
knocked back in your seat by a brand
new punk band! You get so far down
the punk road and think well we've
seen or heard the best punk has to
offer, so lets just get on with it! How
wrong can a punk get? Straight outta
the land of the Rising Sun (probably
the last place you'd look) comes the
street punkette trio of
Thug Murder.
Don't let size or gender mislead you
here coz these diminutive Japanese
punkettes can sure mean business.
They make one hell of a fucking noise
and create a sound that's demanding
your attention. They're angry, snotty
and very fucking good!
Thug Murder
have been likened to early
and Shonen Knife ha! These vixens
would have
Shonen Knife squealing
in their dressing room and leave Tim
Armstrong screaming for a throat
lozenge. They do have lots of
influences, take a pinch of Andi
Beltramo-Shay's vocals, a dose of
flair and some of  Dropkick
more boisterous
compositions then add a load of
attitude and energy and you got
They're young, they're fresh
and they're making their own sound.
Take track 3 'Mie Chan' that spits in
your face from the off with a ripping
addictive tune to bounce off the walls
to. It's followed by the creative 'Calling'
with it's scaling chanting chorus that
you can see all the kids singing too
this time next year. Don't ask me what
the songs are about? Coz this promo
copy sadly didn't include the lyrics. But
even though they're all sung in English
I somehow doubt any of us would be
any the wiser? That broken English
delivery is a must anyway and gives
this band X appeal in a rough sort of
way. You know a song is good when
you can't shake it from your
subconscious as it buzzes around your
brain. And these vipers have tunes
and songs in abundance. They ain't
just an all out attack band either, they
can slow things down without losing the
momentum. Take 'Bus' for instance
that combines power with suss as they
build up the pace.
Thug Murder sure
can play their instruments with
proficiency and would take a lotta
hardcore bands to the cleaners. These
birds own enough confidence to get it
all on tape making for a great debut.
The rock 'n' roll feel of 'Right Back'
proves they are open to lots more
influence than the restricted 'street
punk' tag implies. The gifted
Mohawked lead singer/guitarist Ryoka,
is destined to own her own label one
day just like her heroes, and is
definitely the powerhouse behind
Thug Murders outbursts. Plus she is
ably supported on bass with the
equally ambidextrous Chisato. And the
tiny (even by Japanese standards)
Yurrie pounds the drums with style and
enough stamina to give Bruce Lee
palpitations. Their best track for me is
the 5.22 minute epic of 'Restart' that
has some novel touches with a mass
oriental folk inspired chorus and some
atmospheric dropouts. Showing
Ryoka's more melodic side as she
"a guitar on my shoulder".
There are a few mediocre tracks on
here too, but even these are pretty
fucking good as the quality on this 15
track release is very high indeed. I'm
sure by the time they hit a studio again
these glitches will be gone and they'll
be loading a battery of modern day
anthems. They've already scored a
support slot on a
Murphy's US tour
earlier this year. So fair play to Ken
Casey from the
Dropkick Murphy's
for discovering em. And with high
profile gigs like that they can only get
tighter, harder and more important.
Leaving us with the conclusion there
must be one helluva buzz on the
streets of Tokyo these days, with
bands like
Thug Murder coming out
to greet us. For
Thug Murder domination is a
foregone conclusion.
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