CREEPING CHILL

A contribution from a Friend Of The Escape in Edmonton: five tracks tracks of howling intensity. DBeat tinge to a cacophonous display of power fronted by gruff vocals that take their space by pure force. Lurches like the start to "Diseased Generation" are good resets before the band puts their collective foot on your neck...and I'm not even going to talk about the mid tempo bit that closes out the same track, because it's terrifying. CREEPING CHILL urgent, they sound pissed, and they sound fukkn real. I love getting tapes in the mail. 

CREEPING CHILL

DELROY WILSON

I'm just going to say that literally every time I listen to reggae and enjoy it, I feel like I owe an apology to Peter Hirseland of SUNDAY MORNING EINSTEINS, whose knowledge and love of the genre goes extremely deep, and who was on the receiving end of an unfortunately relentless barrage of disparaging comments about reggae (in general) from me on our three tours together. I understand his reluctance to move to educate me...I mean, I was a shit talking little kid (OK - young adult, but the point is still essentially the same) so I understand his reluctance. But it's important to develop an appreciation for this shit - it's the root of all of it. And even though the title says Original Twelve, I can assure you that DELROY WILSON offered many more than a dozen tracks that are worth your time. 

ORIGINAL TWELVE

ABSOLUTE ZERO

"Darkness Of Traitor" opens the tape with a guitar sound that will make you wonder if you really do value noise over music...and then they get noisy. Seven tracks from three sessions spanning 2011-15, under the radar blown out Japanese noise/crust consolidated by the heroes from Black Konflik. Heavy UK stench influence, though it's really the presentation and recording that puts them over the top. This is why Mondays are celebrated at TEHQ. 

PANORAMA OF HELL

BLOOD RUST

Charm City hardcore punk - fast, churning, loose when they need to be, BLOOD RUST are to the point and in your face. Ten songs, Twelve minutes, zero bullshit. 

BLOOD RUST 

ANDREW NOLAN

It's like the sound that's happening all around you as you live your life....if your life is a complete fucking nightmare. This 2018 offering from ANDREW NOLAN is a meditation on reality, a brooding realization that develops before your ears and inside your psyche over 29 excruciating minutes. It's at once peaceful and dreadful...but that's our existence if we're doing it right. Escaping the reality just long enough to be shocked by it. Heavy electronics meld with found sounds on Background Music - it should come as no surprise to the attentive amongst us that Nolan's offering delivers (INTENSIVE CARE, COLUMN OF HEAVEN, EBOLA, THE ENDLESS BLOCKADE, SHANK, WINDSCALE, SAWN OFF, DEATH AGONIES are among the skeletons in his closet), though I was impressed nonetheless with this release. Not for nothing, it also led me to the world of Absurd Exposition, which is a very dangerous world to visit...if these sounds suit you. 

BACKGROUND MUSIC

ANNOY YOUR NEIGHBOR WITH THIS TAPE!!

You wanna make the argument that punk in 1982 had more swagger and more attitude than it does today? Or than it ever could again? Play Annoy Your Neighbor With This Tape! and the argument pretty much makes itself. Also more sketchy lyrics and subject matter (thanks, ROACH MOTEL, I always did think you were overrated and irrelevant), but that's a different discussion. Hardcore punk, general sonic weirdness, demented noise punk, minimal synth, no rules whatsoever, and all top absolute top quality. Was quite pleased to finally come across a copy of this comp (started looking based on the RUSSIAN MEATSQUATS connection), and was even more pleased to find that it's way better than I even hoped. The whole thing slams, but notable freaks include: ATTRITION, CRACKED ACTOR, ANGRY SAMOANS (bonus for the factory obscenity bleeps), SENSELESS HATE, SUBURBAN MENACE and SPIKE HAYTRED. Now I need to cop the OmiGod, Hardcore! tape, apparently the only other release from Chainsaw Tapes. 

ANNOY YOUR NEIGHBOR WITH THIS TAPE!!

999

Nothing fancy to report today, just a crucial four song Peel Sessions recording from London's 999. "Soldier" and "Let's Face It" were new, unreleased tracks when this was broadcast in early 1978. This guy's only complaint is that whomever recorded this shit off the radio (or transferred the recording to fellow tape traders somewhere down the line) cut off Sir Peel's voice between songs. 999 has always seemed like a second tier UK punk band to me, but their output condensed down to just the best stuff is formidable - and some of the best stuff is right here.

PEEL SESSIONS

For more 999, there's a burner live set from 1977 over at Escape Is Terminal.