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VACATION:
The Do Shit Tape: Cassette
Dirty as fuck poppy party punk. It’s hard to judge this purely as what it is since the band has released a 7”, an LP, and two songs on compilations since this originally came out. All of these releases show an older band that’s learned a few more tricks. As far as this tape stands on its own merits, it has its value. It’s good! It is! (Digging the hole deeper and deeper…) Listen, for basically releasing their version of the and More part of Everything Falls Apart and More, this is quite excellent. Most bands with the same markings of youth can’t claim to have a release as killer as the songs included on The Do Shit Tape, but their new stuff blows this out of the water. Pick this up, it’s great and now there’s a whole discography to go to once you’re done. (EXTRA BONUS REVIEW: Vacation’s “No Mercy” is my favorite song on the Larry Livermore comp. The chorus is will not leave my head.) –Bryan Static (Dead Broke, deadbrokerecords.com)


VACATION CLUB, THE:
Self-titled: Cassette
I’m reviewing a tape, and after all the shit I’ve talked about tape-only releases! Anyway, I love The Vacation Club. They’re currently my favorite Indiana band. A mix of garage, pop, psych, and something not quite definable but undeniably Midwestern. I finally own a recorded version of “Daydream!” These six songs make up the meat of their live set. They’ve been touring extensively so I hope the rest of the country catches up to what Indiana already knows. My only complaint is that the low end should be more present. The drummer is tight as hell and I know the bass can be louder ‘cause I play a Gibson Ripper too… Includes free digital download. –Sal Lucci (Happenin)


UTAH JAZZ:
Self-titled: EP
Not what I was expecting. Then again, I didn’t really know what to expect from the cover art. I was figuring it could be sappy pop punk with that country/folk thing going on, or some ripping hardcore punk kind of filth. Utah Jazz isn’t really any of those. Side A and the first song on the second side, “Media Schlitz,” have a psychedelic influence that goes beyond walls of distortion and flange pedals mixed in with a little bit of punk and garage. The psych side comes out more in the use of flutes, actual song composition, and delivery in the song “Florida.” Then the last couple songs, and most of the aforementioned “Media Schlitz,” are more along the lines of raging punk, with maybe some garage in there, at least what I wish garage would rise up to. This is one of those records that grows on you with each listen. First couple times I was like, “Wha?!?!?,” then around the third or fourth, it started to click. If anything, it will blow the dust off your musical taste receptors and possibly expose you to something new. I recommend checking out the song “Florida.” It’s the one I keep going back –Matt Average (: EP)


USELESS CHILDREN:
Post Ending, Pre-Completion: LP
Stepping right into the strange waters of noise rock is not an easy task. But when you have a group of fully capable musicians together such as Useless Children, you can trust them to be your guides in discovering an enjoyable listening experience. However, I do not suggest jumping into this head first. If you haven’t already partaken, I suggest dipping your toes into some Swans, Godflesh, and Ministry for good measure. Once you’re caught up, just lay back and relish in the hammer-of-the-gods drum bashing, the feedback-drenched guitars, and the insane asylum female/male vocals. Don’t be afraid of the hypnotizing noise laced in throughout: it’s there strictly for the most perfect damaging effect. For maximum results, turn this fucker up loud and repeat as necessary. –Juan Espinosa (Iron Lung)


UPINATEM:
Democracide: CD
Zippy, über-tempoed hardcore with sung—rather than shouted—vocals and a political bent to the lyrics, although they aren’t above throwing in a tune or two about being true to the punk rock. They’re a tight unit and remind me a little of Pig Children, but that’s probably ‘cause I’m old and not hip to all the newfangled “fast punk” bands. –jimmy (1332)


UNKNOWN COMPONENT:
Blood V. Electricity: CD
The sonic crossroads where Moody Blues, Dead Can Dance, and Tim Buckley meet, this is the work of one guy writin’ the tunes and playing all the instruments all by his lonesome. Scary, off-putting description, I reckon, but the songs are well written and served up in a way that manages to skirt just past sounding annoyingly pretentious. I can dig it, man. –jimmy (Unknown Component, unknowncomponent.com)


UCHAZIM:
Marnostroj: CD
Out of flames rises the sound of lead pipes crashing against skulls. It’s chaotic at first, but soon falls into a rhythm. Then the howling begins, the chanting, the pleading. Everything crashes in around one voice. Hands grab the collar of your shirt and you’re not sure if they want to pull you into the fire or if they are hoping you will pull them out. This long-running, indescribably intense Czech hardcore band needs to be heard. –mp (bandzone.cz/uchazim)


UBU ROI: Demo: Cassette:
Demo: Cassette
Screamy, noisy old school punk rock. Reminds me a little of those Scared Of Chaka songs where they took away the pretense of melody and just started belting out the songs. This is great keep-me-awake music for those long road trips. If I were a better English major, I would write a very long explanation comparing the band to the proto-absurdist play of their namesake. Instead, I’ll just say “Yeah, this is pretty good. Another!” –Bryan Static (Self-released)


TUHKAUS:
Self-titled: 7”
Finnish hardcore duo that reminds me of Crudos with elements of Scandinavian hardcore thrown in for good measure. There are seconds of harmonizing in the guitars that come in at unexpected times and some disjointed, noisy guitar solos that pile more noise on top of the chaos. It rages throughout and strays from the d-beat elements they claim as influences. The recording is nice and clear but still rough around the edges and it’s cut loud as hell. This is a co-release between several labels, but they all look like they’re Finnish, so this may not be easy to come by in the U.S. –Ian Wise (Roku)


TROUBLED SLEEP:
Whacky Past Is Now: 7” EP
Listening to this, I’m reminded of early ‘90s indie pop, in particular the bands that were coming out of the DC area, which to me, was pretty good. In fact, it was one of the better things, musically, about that decade. Troubled Sleep are sort of like Copacetic-era Velocity Girl, but less sugary, and rough edges kept intact. Kind of like something you would hear on Simple Machines or SpinArt. It’s kind of punk in feel, but not punk in sound. Kind of strange descriptive, I know. But maybe you get what I’m saying. They don’t get wrapped up in sappy songs or precious lyrics, unlike a lot of pop. The songs are very well structured and executed, the guitar has a meandering way about it, and the rhythm section propels ever-forward. I get the sense of possibility listening to this record, and I listen to it daily. All the songs on here are fantastic, but “Bald Spot,” with the change up at the end... Whoa! How it builds up with “Eat with us, work for us...” to “All work and no play makes Mary a dull boy...” and how it builds up in tempo is awesome. Like the records of Unrest, Tsunami, Velocity Girl, etc. from twenty years ago figured heavily into my life at that time (and still do to some degree), this record is part of the soundtrack to my life now. –Matt Average (Puzzle Pieces, puzzlepiecesrecords.bigcartel.com, puzzlepiecesrecords@gmail.com)


TOY CANNONS:
Self-titled: LP
Twelve-song debut from this Philly-based combo. Fronted by ex-Gerund Ben Goldberg, this band throws all their influences against the wall like those wacky Wallcrawlers—and most of it sticks. Pixies-like guitar, quirky keyboards, and smooth backbeats from the rhythm section make each song a new sonic adventure. Ex-Dag Nasty vocalist Peter Cortner contributes on two songs, sounding like Lou Reed on one tune and Richard Butler on the other one. Super groovy. –koepenick (Self-released-toycannons@thetoycannons.com)


TOUGH SHITS, THE:
Self-titled: LP
This is a solid rock record pushing poppier riffs into tougher territory. The vocals and faster material remind me a bit of The Exploding Hearts. The liner notes list everyone as a vocalist. It shows in the range of harmonies they pull off regularly. It’s a good party record to stick in among your more rambunctious stuff. A standout is keyboardist Nick Carlisi who has a good vocabulary of rock-inspired riffs. I’m okay with lazy keyboards, but Carlisi can actually play. The cover is an awesome cartoon by Human Being Lawnmower’s Avi Spivak. –Billups Allen (Burger)


TIGON:
Infinite Teeth: CD
This is really good in the all the ways that really good music fucking blows. It’s over-talented, methodical, intentional, and soulless. It’s math rock; boring-ass, redundant math rock with that Louisville / Chicago building-to-a-shout vocal that’s so familiar that I can’t even put my finger on which twenty or thirty bands did it first for the sake of reference. I was so underwhelmed by this that I googled it just to find a new way to describe a sound I’ve heard and written about so many times. I was shocked to see so many metal, stoner, and sludge-type blogs rave about this band as if they were playing something interesting. Have they not heard generic post-hardcore or math rock before? Maybe not. They described it as metal at times and talked about how exciting and bad-ass it was. Some even compared it to Neurosis. They also call it noise rock in a lot of reviews, which must have been written on a one-sheet that I didn’t get because it’s only noisy in the most literal sense of the word—it’s loud, but only between all of the ho-hum stop / start parts. Whatever. These guys need to put the bong down and learn how to play something with soul. Limited teeth. –Craven (The Ghost Is Clear)


THEM MARTYRS:
Wretched: 12” EP
What happens when you extract the heaviness of Botch, the depressing mood Buzzoven puts you in, and the best metal-influenced guitar licks carried over from the last Doomriders album? You get a quality metalcore record without the glossy cover magazine posturing or the boredom brought on by dozens upon dozens of open-air festival bands who can’t seem to understand that heavy music is just no good without up-to-par songwriting. Great stuff. –Juan Espinosa (Randall / Girth / Champion Edition)


TECHNICOLOR TEETH:
Teenage Pagans: Cassette
Stoned-to-all-hell, psychedelic-tinged Hüsker Dü/Replacements rock. Features Amos from Tenement on drums; not that the two bands sound anything alike. The music is ambient in approach, barely allowing the vocals to be heard over other layers of sound. It’s the musical equivalent of heat waves on a hot summer’s day, leaving a trail of distorted images, cloaked in the warmth of the sun. This is a sonic journey to the faraway places only told in stories from long ago. We are peeping into a dimension not meant for human understanding and walk away with these echoes etched in our memories. Behold the Lovecraftian psych pop. Let your mind fall out and give this a whirl. –Bryan Static (Let’s Pretend, letspretendrecords.com)


SYNTAX ERROR:
Self-titled: 7” EP
A sort of spiritual precursor to the Medical Tourists, this sounds kinda like someone being inspired to start a synth-punk band after spending all afternoon listening to Black Flag’s “Loose Nut” album. I’m not sure what exactly happened to the band; i can only assume someone found where the missing semicolon went and they disappeared. BEST SONG: “Transistor Love” BEST SONG TITLE: “Ashamed To Be Human” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: Run-off grooves say “CASIO FUZZ,” surely mitigating all doubt on the matter. –norb (Rerun)


SWEETPUPS:
Self-titled: CDEP
Bubble gum popping, hair twirling power pop from this Seattle quartet pervade these five tracks. Forged on hooky choruses resulting in a pre-adolescent version of Le Tigre, the Pups are helmed by snappy female vocals that pogo through the various stages of courtship dating. The Pups stray into Sleater K territory with “No Clue” for a darker shade of pop’n’roll. Perfect for those riding the pink cloud of infatuation. –Kristen K (Self-released, facebook.com/sweetpupsseattle)


SWEARIN’:
Self-titled: LP
Wow! What an amazing debut. It doesn’t happen all that often, but every once and a while I’ll come across a record that knocks me on my ass and leaves me staring at the player, waiting to flip it over and over and over again. And this record made me do just that. Simply perfect pop, punk, rock... whatever... with deeply personal lyrics that seems to draw from a variety of influences, from That Dog to Future Virgins to Guided By Voices, that somehow gets better with every listen. Listening reminds me of the time a friend and I took two days to drive the 350 mile Oregon coast: “Pull over! This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen!” “No wait, this is!” I’m finding myself doing similar with this record: “This is totally my favorite song!” “No wait, this is!” A definite contender for record of the year. –Chris Mason (Salinas, saliniasrecords.com)


SUPER FAMICOM:
Punishing the Faithful: Cassette
To my knowledge, Famicom is the only guy doing acoustic grindcore. Shedding the gruff screamo exterior, SF shows us his pink underbelly with a singular unplugged collection. Twenty-one tracks trade hands between Daniel Johnston styled off-key ballads to stripped-down metal arrangements. Like David Foster Wallace, SF pulls from confessional break up songs to ironic, plinky odes to loneliness. Most tracks top off at two minutes, but “I Will Only Be Yours (Devil Eyes)” stretches past six, revealing Famicom’s signature throat-scraping demon cry over a chugging acoustic guitar riff. A minor gripe: Famicom’s website suggests there is a non-acoustic version of this album but doesn’t have it up for a free listen. For those who want something a little off center and surprisingly tender –Kristen K (Get Better, getbetterrecords.com)


STRIPMINES:
Crimes of Dispassion: LP
Dark, claustrophobic hardcore from North Carolina that shifts constantly, on top of frantic drumming with ripping solos that fade in and out of nowhere, and devastating riffage that leaves me short of breath. Obvious influences like Deathreat collide with even more esoteric crusty hardcore and tight, organic rhythms. This thing fucking slays and is tomorrow’s classic for fans of the Prank Records style of hardcore. Get this immediately! –Ian Wise (Sorry State)


STEVE ADAMYK BAND:
Self-titled: LP
Who the fuck? Oh wait… the Sedatives? Dug that band—this is sorta that band, I mean it isn’t obvious, but most of the folks in this were in that—so it makes sense that these heads have a handle of the make-up of a song. I don’t mean two minutes of noise… I mean a song... you know? Something that grabs you by the neck, not just grooves in black plastic. By no means am I calling these cats “old,” but I’m sure they’ve spent time with the Real Kids and the Shoes, and I’ll bet my last dollar they are familiar with the Tranzmitors and the Marked Men. This is reallllly well crafted pop punk. I’m not talking kids in the mall pop punk; I’m talking late ‘70s skinny tie shit. Really great guys… really great. –Tim Brooks (Dead Broke)


STATE LOTTERY:
Fistfuls of Sand: 7”
Members of Get Bent and Laura Stevenson And The Cans splitting the difference between new style: non-twang “Americana” and a band like The Anniversary or Koufax. –frame (Salinas)


SPENT FLESH:
Self-titled: 10”
Blur/blender hardcore with a heritage that owes tips of the hat to Spazz and is in a contemporary league with Brain F≠ and Rose Cross. This may be exhibiting how dumb I am, but when I first heard “electro-hardcore” over fifteen years ago, I was thinking of Spent Flesh, not Atari Teenage Riot. Spent Flesh is way more punk than hyperventilating techno. It doesn’t hurt that the band’s punk-informed up the wazoo: snippet odes to several Bad Brains riffs, wig-flipping nods to Hüsker Dü in the lyrics, locked grooves at the end of each side. Is it possible to simultaneously move the clock backwards and forwards? Does that fuck up the time-space continuum, like in those Back to the Future movies? One can only hope. Spent Flesh is the hovering skateboards of hardcore and simultaneously the white-light pain one feels after falling ten feet directly onto concrete. –todd (P.Trash, ptrashrecords.com / FDH / Sit And Spin)


SPEED KILLS:
Self-titled: 7”
Blistering hardcore from Brazil that has more in common with noisy Japanese hardcore than the more straightforward stuff I’ve heard from South America. To be fair, I haven’t heard a lot of hardcore from this part of the world in the past few years, so maybe their sound is indicative of the current style down there. If so, I’m sure things are going great because this band shreds. All the lyrics are in Spanish but English translations are included with some talking points about their content. They cover the anti-cop/anti-capitalist territory and there’s a great song about how much they hate cops on bikes (“…wouldn’t it be better if the cops would ride bikes instead of cars. I said it would be better if they didn’t exist at all.”) The recording is great and the packaging is well designed and easy to follow (which is not always the case with releases that include translations). –Ian Wise (Nada Nada Discos, info@nadanadadiscos.com)


SOMETHING FIERCE / OCCULT DETECTIVE CLUB:
: Split 10”
Something Fierce: Three London Calling-long songs from this Texas power trio. Anti-war pop? Like “Lost in the Supermarket,” Something Fierce’ll have you humming, “marketing… marketing slavery” like it’s an advert for soap, gum, or shoes. (Come to think of it, any overthrow should have a memorable tagline that you can’t get out of your head. Brilliant (both meanings: smart and bright), convicted. For those cynics who solely look to doom-black-and-barbed-wire imagery when recognizing political punk, Something Fierce will have you dancing on those flag-covered coffins in no time. Occult Detective Club: Clipped, spit-out delivery—to shamelessly borrow from the band—ODC are fucking craftsmen. There’s an artistic lyricallity, a hammer-and-nails workmanship, but it’s neither too in-the-head or too stuck-in-the-machine-of-endless-toil. Their songs remind me of people who can make something of utility that lasts a long time and is beautiful—be it a handicap ramp to the front door or a chair that’ll last generations. Their songs have that quality of durability, like soles on well-made, long-wearing boots.  Highly recommended. –todd (Dirtnap)


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