WILD CHILD

This slab came out of nowhere and launched itself into my heart - fierce and fiercely snotty power punk madness from The City Of The Viking. Take early '90s rippers like FILTH, BLACK FORK, LOS CANADIANS and mix it with a touch of that weird early '80s LA by way of Sweden magic. Or what if EDDY CURRENT were high on crack? Take a moment and Ponder a future filled with sweaty basements and fingerless leather gloves. Yeah, the future looks good, huh?

WILD CHILD

NO STATIK visit Minneapolis tonight, and will be spreading our seed in The Rathole with F.O.T.E. JUHYO, COKSKAR and RIFLE DIET. Ask a punk if you don't know what to do.

DEATH COUNT

I had plans, I swear. The plan was genius - I was going to take you, the reader on a geographical journey to correspond with our tour, but instead I went to funeral. So instead of ringing in 2012 excitedly downloading the MY LAI demo as I had originally planned, I'm going to pummel you with the fastest SE Asian grind you have ever heard. After trying to wrap your brain around the next 15 minutes of your life you'll realize that, as usual around these parts, you're a winner even when you lose. 

DEEP SEA IN WEIRD MIND

Happy New Year from Chicago. By the time this show takes place, I will have plunged my stupid ass into Lake Michigan. Chicago residents come witness the underground union of blog nerds and my first live experience with one of my favorite new bands.

END RESULT

Killer UK82 influenced shits from Australia, but injected with thrash energy and CRASS ingenuity. Be careful, these songs will sink in before you even know what hit you. Happy new year.

END RESULT

With any luck, I will finish playing this show and go to a place where someone will be playing this tape at maximum volume. Pittsburgh, I look forward to spending an evening with you.

FUCKED UP MIXED TAPE II

Mix tapes are perfect for tour, this tour starts on a Friday, and Friday is (conveniently) the day that I post mix tapes. This tour will start with one hour presented by the cover models for SPIN magazine's 2011 year end round up (weird), Toronto's FUCKED UP. Perhaps just another spoke in the wheel of hype that has been this band's very existence, this is the second collection of blips, blurbs, rarities and guest appearances issued in criminally limited editions on cassette...URBAN BLIGHT, SEX VID, DANGER LOVES, SOCIAL CIRKLE, LOOK BACK AND LAUGH, COLD WORLD and BRUTAL KNIGHTS make appearances alongside demo versions of future FUCKED UP classics (though, as a crotchety fuck, I don't really consider much of this band's output past Baiting The Public to be classic), outtakes and outbursts. "Dangerous Fumes" and "David Comes To Life" are still killer, but our heros fronted by Manno on the SHOP ASSISTANTS tune is probably the single best minute on the whole damn tape...except for the DANGER LOVES jam, so I guess Manno is kinda the star here. This is what happens when a band has a great idea that is actually as good as they thought it was going to be when they were drunk.

FUCKED UP MIX TAPE II

NO STATIK east coast/midwest tour starts tonight in Alexandria, Virginia. Come visit us, or visit Prank and snag our new record...either way you will be a winner.

TROY SCHAFER

I got this tape in the mail almost two years ago, after I posted the brilliant KINIT HER cassette. The same parties are responsible for these sounds, and as much as I enjoy the KINIT HER release, I think that these minimal psychedelic drones are mesmerizing. Two tracks, both just over 15 minutes...odd and disconcerting at times (that's a good thing), taking recorded sounds to new places, but doing so with a confident subtlety. I am ashamed that it has taken me this long to share.

ANUBIS COME IN

This and other recordings are available from the artist here.

MOHORAM ATTA

Another Bay Area band that I missed while I lived elsewhere, MOHORAM ATTA bridge that metallic hardcore---emotive crust gap wonderfully. Got home from a week of pleasantness tonight, on a plane to experience some unpleasantness tomorrow. I will listen to this while I fly.

MOHORAM ATTA

ODZ MANOUK

Even more haunting black metal from the circle of Southern California madmen that call themselves Black Twilight. While I still leave discussions on the subtle nuances of the genre (and this crop of incestuous bands) to the experts, this is some of my favorite stuff from a very prolific group of outcasts. Once again on the Crepusculo Negro label, the sound wraps you like a shroud...tuck in.

ODZ MANOUK