SAIRIANG SAJALAN

 

Another compilation of Indonesian bands you've never heard of? Yeah....you're welcome. ORANGAN SAWAH, ANAK TANI, BIG BOSS BRANDALS, ANARCHIST ATTITUDE, SIR LASMITA (best track on the tape, honestly) and others for your listening pleasure. One sound kinda like KARMA TO BURN which totally threw me for a loop, beyond that you've got you're punk and your Oi! and a little hardcore adjacent shit and.....yeah, it's a compilation of Indonesian punk bands you've never heard of, so you're welcome. I know I already said that, but you are. 

SAIRIANG SAJALAN KOMPILASI #1

ÄSS

 

Maybe this should be on the live blog. I say that when I post things here that I really dig and I don't want them to get lost because there are probably something like 46ppl in the world who check the live blog. It's a shame on the one hand, because....only 46ppl? Seriously? There's shit-hot fire on there, updated erratically but shit-hot nonetheless. On the other hand though, who fukkn cares because the shit is out there and 46ppl id way more than "forgotten in a box in some Gen Xer's closet for eternity" you know? So yeah, this is live and it's supposed t be over there at the live blog but really I make the rules here and here is ÄSS. The dude from Tee Pee, a dude from WFMU and two other dudes playing some drunk ass garage punk covers (DEVO, SQUIER, FLAG, NUGENT, LIZZy) and I can't tell you why I like it - but I like it. Check the live blog though....ager you blast some ÄSS.

LIVE IN NEW JERSEY

PRAHARA

 

Listen to the way the guitars start "Pembodomana Permanen" and you might think you're getting into some dark Oi!, and then the song starts in earnest with dueling vocals and wildly infectious riffs and you'll hear elements of '00s DIY European anarcho-crust. No Class is an instantly compelling tape - I feel like these songs have been with me for a generation even though I heard them for the first time a few days ago. I'm sticking with the dark Oi! descriptor (see the closer "Drunk & Pogo") but really this is flawless and infectious punk. For the casuals (and that's most of you) who skim a few sentences and maybe check a bandcamp link if I drop one....this is one that you should probably spend some time with. "No Class No Class" might just become your summer anthem. 

NO CLASS

THE BAR FEEDERS

 

Remember a couple of weekends ago when I posted the first BAR FEEDERS tape? Well, the day that I snagged that tape, I also picked up this tape - which I assumed (incorrectly) was just a hastily scrapped together "our tapes aren't ready and we've got a gig coming on Sushi Sunday" self released version of Scotto El Blotto.....but I popped it in to have a blast just in case. Nope! Several of the same songs ("Pissed Off," "Socioapathetic," "Half Assed" and others) with a grip of tracks that I recognize from the shows thirty years ago but I can't quite name, but everything here is faster and the recording is raw and urgent in the best fukkn way. A solid hour of SF punk, so brace yourself....this is the perfect companion to the "proper" release and it almost feels better listening to the two recordings in reverse - that one is where they ended up but this one is how they got there. 

SCOTTO EL BLOTTO

DEATHRACE

 

Look at the cover and image how DEATHRACE sounds. You're close, but they're better. They are looser and more intense than you expect. The high end is more in your face than you expect. The brutality of the repetition in the title track is noteworthy inandof itself, but it's a theme for the entire recording and that's what makes DEATHRACE so fucking good. Simplicity meets ferocity, DBeat mania delivered with reverence and respect.

WAR IS NOT THE MATTER, THE MATTER IS YOU

MISTLETOE

 

A haunting sonic display in four movements - horror and desperation transformed into sound. That Perchta is so calculated, so utterly deliberate, makes the sound even more terrifying. This didn't just happen...this was intentional.

PERCHTA

ME AGAINST IT ALL

 

So this tape was floating around in boxes and on shelves for a bunch of years before I listened to it. I could never remember exactly how or where I got it, but the handwriting on the spine was distinct and instantly recognizable as Max Ward's and that obviously meant that the tape had some weight. Probably a band who hoped to be a part of the 625 roster, or possibly an under the radar Japanese hardcore band who slipped Max an advance copy of a recording. I was savoring this one, and I looked forward to dropping him a line to get the history of the tape after I listened to it...which I would do eventually. Well, "eventually" happened just the other day and I have something exciting to report: It wasn't Max's handwriting. So here are six songs of turn of the century pop punk from England. There are a couple of ska parts too. 

ME AGAINST IT ALL