Wednesday, 16 April 2014

Gli Altri - Fondamenta, Strutture, Argini

From: Italy
Sounds like: Post-rock with muscles
Just one song: Cera

Savona, Italy, was formerly known to harbor a flourishing iron industry and one of Christopher Columbus' houses. But Chronos is a cruel motherfucker. Like almost everywhere in the ancient European industrial hotspots, the business is now as dead as Abdelazziz Bouteflika. And Christopher Columbus's sex-appeal (or what's left of it) is on its way to the junkyard, following the paces of his own statue in Buenos Aires.
So, what's left in Savona, then?
Simply the best, as the other would roar.
They are five, they don't pollute the atmosphere nor infect innocent Indians with whiskey and venereal diseases, and that's fine with me. Even more than fine, as Gli Altri play their post-rock the way it should always sound: powerfully. Period.
If I worried about decency, I would describe their music as a smart mixture of the tormented violence of the emotive hardcore with the contemplative lyricism of the above-mentioned post-rock.
But, unfortunately, as decency went completely out of fashion during the Reagan/Thatcher era , I have no choice but to say it crudely: this album sounds like Mogwaï with balls (the band, obviously).
My apologies for the Scottish crew, the PC-non-gender-biased watchmen and the furry monster. I honestly tried to find some cuter words, I've been beating around the bush for more than three weeks, but in vain...
When you will first listen to "Fondamenta, strutture, argini", you may not see my point directly. The first three songs sound like some solid modernization of Zen Arcade sung in Italian. The ghost of Mogwaï appears only after, right from the beginning of 6:33. It comes dressed with melancholic drops of guitar beating on a falsely quiet wave of (other) guitar and violin. And, over his shoulder, you can even spot his companion from Godspeed You Black Emperor. But unlike the usual ghosts whose aspect usually oscillates between ethereal reminiscences and decomposed remains, these ones get brighter and stronger as the album goes by, their face irrigated by the new blood and energy Gli Altri manage to infuse. And when it ends, you will probably face the same evidence I had to face: this is really how post-rock should sound: a massive yet subtle mingling of power and emotions creating vivid imaginary landscapes through excited (and exciting) brushstrokes.
To say that I warmly recommend this album would be an understatement and a not-very-decent way to conclude this post. But as decency etc.

Legal download from the bandcamp

Stay tuned with the band through the facebook
Buy their stuff via:
- Taxi Driver Records
- DreaminGorilla Records
Savona Sotterranea
- Rude Records
- Bus Stop Press 
- Bori Punk Asso
- Collane Di Ruggine
- Buridda Distro
- Salterò Autoproduzion

Objectivity with a cloud of latte:
- Interview (EN) BoriPunkAsso
- Onion Magazine (IT)
- Stimolividi (IT)
-  La Caduta (IT)
- Rockline (IT)
- Outsiders (IT)

Words by Matthieu

Monday, 7 April 2014

Shit Happens!

Greetings my faithful download monkeys.

The firm I work for is being shut down and as from today
I will be one of the smelly, unemployed people clogging up
the streets, selling myself for cheap sex and strong drink.

This means that until I can find a job that can cater for my strange
lack of social skills, post may be slow down for a while.

I now have to look in the mirror, practise smiling and repeat -
"Would you like fries with that!"

Thursday, 3 April 2014

King Dead - S/T

Recorded live in their practice/performance space, The Living Room, 
in Stroudsburg by Dave Reiser of Rock Hard Studios, the self-titled 
offering features five organic movements of ethereal, desert-styled 
Spaghetti Western psychedelia that seethe under the bulk of their 
own swirling, glassy-eyed heaviness.

They definitely have their own sound. Call it sludge, doom, or 
what they like to say is spaghetti western doom sludge, it sure 
doesn’t sound like yer typical heavy 3 piece band these days. With 
virtually no vocals, aside from one song(not on the record) and a 
whistle solo in another, its all about dynamics and the building tempos. 
Creepy, dreary, sleepy and melodic riffs layered over deep bottom and 
pounding drums. A good soundtrack for any lethal injection event. 

With slow paced, heavy riffing and Morricone type thematic solos, 
the tracks sounded less at home in some desert western town but 
instead are transported to a southern swamp full of squalor, in-breeding, 
moonshine, shotguns, run-down shacks full of idiot children and brute ignorance.

This is atmospheric stuff - ranging fromt he sonic templates of Pelican 
to Neurosis - this is no cut’n’paste affair, there is a freshness and a feeling of
 true epic heaviness that just oozes with class and the grave.

Highly recommended.

Buy from Bandcamp


Thanks to Liz at Earsplit for sending this to me.

Tuesday, 1 April 2014

Switchblade Jesus - S/T Vinyl release

Put out last year, at last this slab of blistering, groove
laden stoner gets its vinyl release. 

Bilocation Records have done themselves proud with - 
- 100x transparent green vinyl (EXCLUSIVE MAILORDER version 
incl. A3 poster & silkscreened card signed by the band) 
- 200x spooky clear/black marbled vinyl
- 100x black vinyl 
- all high-quality heavy 180g vinyl pressed in Germany
- matt laquered 300gsm gatefold cover 
- handnumbered 

Get this excellent album - Here

Play the tracks and drink some beer!

Friday, 28 March 2014


Obtaining the piece of music you are after has never been simpler than it is today...a few clicks here...some button pressing there....and its yours to listen to again and again.....and all in the comfort of your own home.
 Not so back in late 1976 and early 1977 when UK Punk was starting to set establishment tongues wagging and the disillusioned youth of the day pogoing for all they were worth. If you'd heard a single you wanted you had to get off your arse and go out and find it. Living in the suburbs of West London this inevitably meant a trip up to London as the "local" record shops rarely stocked these early punk releases but instead would offer to order it for you. This wasn't any good for the impatient vinyl buyer and there was no guarantee it would be the picture sleeve you particularly wanted. Most of the singles featured here I heard for the first time at the local Heavy Rock Disco at the Winning Post in Twickenham
where the DJ caught the "punk" bug fairly early. It must be said that the predominantly leather clad motorbike riding punters who frequented the place weren't all that impressed with the whole punk scene at this point in time and there was real friction in the air when the punk numbers came on and jumping about commenced. The punk image back then was very much a home made affair...anything that would outrage anyone over 30 years old was good enough. I have a vivid recollection of the local punks bringing a real pigs head

down to the Disco one Sunday night to throw about during the punk section of the evening. This really didn't go down well with the afore said biker chappies or the owners of the place. I for my part looked pretty conservative with the only parental allowance to my usual "rock" appearance being a bright orange sweatshirt with a punk inspired badge

thereon. Also, the parental opinion was firmly against me actually going to see any of these "dreadful" bands. This was only relaxed later on in 1977 when I saw the Runaways and 999. By contrast the editor of this fine blog, Mr Maim, went to see just about every single punk band you can name in their early prime.....I wish I had had his truly rebellious streak back then. There was a real atmosphere of excitement and tension in the air in London which I've never felt again to the same extent, and this made buying records an event to be remembered. Can you honestly say that downloading  has ever caused your pulse to quicken ? I can recall where and when I bought a frighteningly high percentage of my vinyl....I've a real dustbin for a mind !

The most detailed memories of buying any particular punk single apply to The Saints debut single "I'm Stranded / No Time". I went to the then fledgling Virgin Record Store off Tottenham Court Road in Central London and went down the stairs into the cavernous sub-basement area and nervously approached the counter. "Have you got any Punk singles ?" I asked....the assistant, who now had a look of slight disdain on his face replied they had, and handed me a small box with about 20 records therein for me to look through.

There it was... The Saints...excellent....pushing my luck I asked to hear it...back then you could actually ask to listen to stuff before buying it. The assistant looked nervously about and said that as they weren't too busy...i.e not many people were in there to possibly offend, that he would play it. To the shops credit they did have a real "fuck off" sound system which The Saints strained to the limit !!! When it finished he went to put it back in the box but I said "I'll have that please"....he looked totally shocked that I would want to buy something that to him sounded like a huge row ! I handed over my £1 (?...certainly not much more than that) and left the shop a happy man. Here's the original promo video preceded by an excerpt from a fairly recent tv programme giving a bit of background on the band and the influence they had at the time......
If that has impressed the hell out of you then here's a link to listen to the whole album......if you just want to cherry pick a couple of tracks go for Erotic Neurotic (15 minutes in) and No Time (19 minutes in). I, to my shame, didn't buy this until many years after its release having just frequently borrowed it from a like minded mate..
That's enough lengthy ramblings, so onto a quick fire selection of my early fave punk purchases....
The Damned - "Neat Neat Neat"....their furious frantic debut vinyl outing
I also simply have to include here the promo video for their follow up single "New Rose" which is rousing enough to wake the dead !!        

I saw The Damned on a few occasions in the 80's and most recently 5 years ago when they were Supporting Motorhead with Girlschool in Bristol. I bumped into Captain Sensible in the bar and congratulated him on his still youthful appearance after all these years... he thanked me and added that he felt like a sack of shit most mornings !! 
Next up....The Rings -"I Wanna Be Free".....great fun and a great riff...embodies the spirit of the time.

This next one was recommended to me on the basis that it was the fastest song my mate had ever heard...and he wasn't far today's standards it is of course positively pedestrian but back then it was a real ear opener !
The Radiators From Space - "Television Screen"....a breathless outburst.
and finally, here's The Adverts doing "Gary Gilmore's Eyes" on Top of the Pops......which to their credit is with a live vocal track.....

I've deliberately not included The Ramones, Pistols etc ( all of whose singles I purchased asap on release and played to death) in this brief list as I think these early, often overlooked singles deserve their place in the sun for once. 

My surprise is not that Doug still has these singles but that he has a room
covered in Astro Turf!
My last overriding memory of record shopping in London in the late 70's was that one Shane McGowan, later to become famous with The Pogues, but then vocalist with The Nips (formerly The Nipple Erectors) used to work on a record stall in Berwick Street market just off Soho and Chinatown in London. It may come as no surprise to learn that he was without doubt the most surly disinterested assistant you could ever wish to meet....anything was too much trouble !!!
words by DOUG E DOGG

Thursday, 27 March 2014


This is the only Killing Joke album I have in my collection....... I've heard others and not really got on with them. This is a very hard album......hard in content and hard on the head !! I bought this shortly after it came out and it has always been a favourite album of mine from the post punk era of the early 80's. The rather disturbing and bizarre cover gives the listener a clue that what lies ahead isn't best suited for a sunny summer afternoon. 

Everything from vocals to drums is sharp, brutal, hard and confrontational in round comfortable edges to found anywhere. Great choppy guitar riffs, growling bass lines and pounding drums that will whirr round your skull long after the record has finished. Here's a couple of tracks to whet your appetite...


"Follow The Leader"        

words by DOUG E DOGG

Wednesday, 26 March 2014

Disasteratti - Cerebal Hack Artist

This Minneapolis 3-piece are a noise/groove/attack rock band
that have produced an album of twisted beauty. 

Punk and noise-rock rarely sound as fucked up and beautiful
at the same time as this. Claustrophobic tension abounds on these
dark tracks of twisted mayhem which are solid with the weight of
delicate intensity that confronts the listener.

Song templates are ripped apart as the riffs thunder across expectations,
giving the impression of an out-of-control muscle car plowing through
a crowd of innocent bystanders. Disasteratti are quite clearly doing 
their own thing without any genre restrictions holding them back.

This is a chaotic but thoughtful noise being pulled together to give
the tracks their own identity - something sometimes missing from
other bands. There is a sparseness in some of the song arrangements
that give some breathing space which are helped by cleanish guitars
that slash and burn their way through the more melodic passages 
lodging in your head.

Highly recommended!

Buy from Bandcamp


Thanks to the Band & Learning Curve Records for sending this to me.

Tuesday, 25 March 2014

Swamp Machine - Mondo Magic

Swamp Machine come from Holland and offer up some
thicky, heavy sounds to give your neck tendons a workout!

Surprisingly soulful vocals are hoarsely chanted deep down
in the mix, emphasising the weight of the music. This is doom
given a swamp -ridden blues makeover which injects a bucketful
of groove that is the force that moves these tracks along.

Varied song compositions make sure the riffs come fast and slow
and always with a nod to the distorted and heavy side of things.
When the solos are dropped in, they have a great loose feel to them
as if being jammed for the first time.

The relentless riffs circle around structures that hold tension until
released into head nodding explosions of groove, power and some
fantastic lead work.

For a debut album, this package comes fully formed, ready to kick
you in the teeth, steal your money and spend it in a bar which has
a killer jukebox and plenty of beer.

This is the good stuff.

Buy from When Planets Collide


Thanks to Gareth from When Planets Collide for sending this to me.

Thursday, 20 March 2014

The Stooges - what could of been.

If the band had not self destructed, I think a fair chunk
of these songs would have appeared on their next album.

All the songs were written and played around or after Raw Power 
came out. It did does not take a leap of imagination to imagine
that they could of been used to produce a 4th album.

Using your google search bar, it is not hard to get these songs together 
using demos, outttakes and live tracks. 

Or maybe not - make your own mind up!

Track listing:
Scene of the Crime
I got a Right
Head On
Cock in my Pocket
Open up & Bleed
Kill City
Sick of You
Gimmie Some Skin

This motley collection still pisses over many bands output!

Wednesday, 19 March 2014

Jack and the bearded fishermen - Minor Noise

Jack and the bearded fishermen bring a dirty amalgamation of 
order and chaos - mixing elements of punk, noise and
sludge rock to form compositions that build on their
collective influences, creating a markedly unique sound.

Punk rock goes angular and angry, the album “Minor Noise”
 judders through 10 tracks of discordant, rhythmic and punishing 
slabs of excellence. The vocals are yelped but tuneful and counter-balance
the complex guitar lines but before it all begins to sound like random,
chaotic  bursts of nonsense, you realise that they are also rocking
like bastards!

Taking the feel of the Jesus Lizard and the glorious feeling
of what-the-fuck! song arrangements of These Arms Are Snakes,
the album also has the added bonus of sounding like it was
produced by Steve Albini.

The tracks have real solidity to them - no wasted time or filler
to the song structures - tension builds nicely as the urgent riffs
hammer down. 

This is the good stuff.

Thanks to the band for sending this to me.

Buy from Bandcamp