There was a hot minute in San Francisco when NOXIOUS PRIX were, without a doubt, the punkest punks. Full stop. The punkest. It was right around the turn of the century and I knew the guitarist Talon from STRAY BULLETS, but it was a casual acquaintance from playing together in Minneapolis. Seeing his new band of street rats in San Francisco was something completely different - they were wasted, they fought in the street, they were a hot mess...and they were great. They fukkn smelled punk, and you could even smell the difference inside Mission Records (if you know what I mean, then I don't have to explain it...and if you don't, then there's no way I could explain it). What makes this tape special though? NOXIOUS PRIX 'released' a tape that sounds like it was duplicated from boombox to boombox - no cables, just plopping one boombox in front of the other and blasting the shit. The songs are killers - all of them (but especially "War For Poor" and "Inner City") - but it sounds like a distant AM radio broadcast and all you want is to hear them sound better and louder and clearer but uggghhhhh it's so frustratingly sick to know that you never will.
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12 September 2022
03 February 2024
NOXIOUS PRIX

I posted another NOXIOUS PRIX demo a while back, and everything I said there applies here - except that this tape doesn't sound like it was duplicated over the phone. Absolute punk as fukk clenched fist street fighting mania from San Francisco circa late 1990s. Rarely have I encountered a punk band who were so honest and uncontrived, and the result with NOXIOUS PRIX was palpably desperate. Talon was a tattooer the last I heard, and I have no idea who the other people in the band were or what became of them. Gonna crank "Super Yuppie Weekend" when I hit the road to the Central Valley later this afternoon.
23 November 2015
MUTANT CROSS
Once again, these San Jose freaks deliver the goods. Noxious and creepy punk - hateful rhythms and a menacing presentation all creeping around the room to the 1-2-1-2 that you know you love. This is the underground, and sometimes MUTANT CROSS is mysterious because it's actually weird as shit. So get amongst this before it fades away.
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