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THUG MURDER:
The 13th Round: CD
I'm speechlessly awestruck and agog! This is the end-all be-all punkrock release of the past two decades! Why, how come, and what the hell fer (you may not ask)?! Well, just because Thug Murder ballistically blaze to the max (and then some!) with auditory attitude galore! This trio of terroristic tune-destroyers turbulently transfix my ears with their ragin' punkrock roarings of audial disorder that's exhaustively fast, frenzied, ferocious, and flailing all over the fuckin' place! They are the fierce female equivalent of The Ramones, Sex Pistols, early Rancid, The Nobodys, and Wizo cacophonously crossbred with a leaner, meaner Shonen Knife... flesh-shreddin' chainsaw riffs, thunderously stompin' gut-pummeling rhythms, viciously snotty spit-in-your-face vocals, and all of the rebellious spirit and wild, crazed youthfulness noxiously needed to sonically surpass most of their mentors, contemporaries, and like-minded punkrock comrades-in-arms! Yep, I'll even go so far as to proudly place this belligerently loud disc, song for song, in the same venerable league as The Ramones' self-titled debut, the Sex Pistols' "Never Mind the Bollocks...", The Clash's self-titled debut, The Buzzcocks' "Singles Going Steady," and The Misfits' "Legacy of Brutality." "The 13th Round" is so damn awe-inspiring and swift, no amount of descriptive praise can adequately define its furious nuclear conflagration of flesh-scorching sound. So my brew-sloshed suggestion to you all is simple and sincere: acquire this ear-blistering CD now at any cost whatsoever (even if ya have to rob your very own grandmother blind!)... it's essential listening for your continued unruly punkrock existence! –Guest Contributor (TKO)


TERRIFYING EXPERIENCE, THE:
Magnetic Breakthrough: CD
College rock that, by the end, turned out to be a waste of some really loud guitars. –Jimmy Alvarado (Mental Telemetry)


TEMPLARS, THE :
Biaus Seignors Freres: CD
Along with The Templars here, are The East Side Boys, Ibano & Templars, and Sons of Acre. The recording has little quality, if any. Although there are a few decent tracks on this CD, I wouldn't recommend it to anybody. –Guest Contributor (TKO)


TEDIO:
Abbinamento Editoriale Vietata la Vendita: CD
Italian art rock that isn’t as pretentious as that label implies. The songs are engaging enough and are sometimes a little reminiscent of a less intense Minutemen. –Jimmy Alvarado (www.crushsite.it/pro/tedio.html)


SWELL MAPS:
Sweep the Desert: CD
Though I don’t have much by this band, they’re definitely a favorite. This disc collects songs from their past releases (some selections overlapping what was compiled on “Collision Time Revisited” over 10 years ago). The influence this band had on music is unreal. You can hear it in Sonic Youth, Joy Division, and Mission Of Burma, just to name a few. Discordant music that fucked with what was considered standard in song writing, and at the heart was a good pop song. “Fashion Cult” is a great example. Noisy, jangly, and catchier than hell. Same with the triptych “Full Moon in My Pocket,” “BLAM!!,” and “Full Moon (Reprise).” My favorite stuff, though, is the dark “Big Empty Field (no. 2),” and “Collision With a Frogman vs. The Mangrove Delta Plan.” –Matt Average (It's Alive/Total Energy Records)


SWELL MAPS:
Sweep the Desert: CD
The mind-boggling musical artistry of the Swell Maps is so damn uniquely original, it defies all logical definition! Although their experimental post-punk audial inventiveness is brilliantly unparalleled, they are cacophonously comparable to a brightly colored careening out-of-control hodgepodge of Pere Ubu, Wire, Hawkwind (albeit briefer song durations, frenetically more intricate structures, and disjointed more spastic instrumentation!), Mission Of Burma, Gang Of Four, Husker Du, PIL, and even a bombastic bit of Chrome. It's a musical montage of frenzied sounds maniacally sequenced in a discordant disarray of bewildered devil-may-care commotion... it's convoluted aural imagery brazenly brimming with fitful nervous energy and lively wild abandon... it's unrivaled artistic integrity at its most intense... it's venerable, pristine, and viable. It's the Swell Maps! –Guest Contributor (Alive/Total Energy Records)


SUPER CHINCHILLA RESCUE MISSION:
Demo: CDR
Tickle me pink, paint giant polka dots on my ass, give me a monkey sidekick, and have me join the circus, this is great. From the ashes (well, one ash) of Gainville’s mighty Panthro U.K. United 13, Jimmy “The Truth,” lends his guitaring talent to another band that seems to know exactly what’s in my record collection and play it back in a way I’ve never heard before. Mixing the blatant, joyous yelping of The Thumbs, the tumbling, net-like instrumental weave of Tiltwheel, the electric cut-though-the-shit guitar of Leatherface, and the dark excitement of a city in the throes of a power outage on the verge of a full-on riot is not a bad way to release a demo. The handwritten note said it was recorded at the University of Maryland in five hours. Fuck yeah. This CD was stuck in my truck for two weeks. Literally. I think it’s a wee bit fatter than a regular CD (and it’s black, not shiny. Cool.), and it wouldn’t eject, so I gave this about sixty listens until Sean suggested I pop the fuse. Worked like a charm. Now it’s stuck in the home stereo for pure enjoyment reasons. The only question that remains is who’s going to be smart enough to release it? –Todd Taylor (Super Chinchilla Rescue Mission)


STONE COYOTES, THE:
Born to Howl: CD
Pleased to see the Stone Coyotes pop back up with a new one just in time for me to get this review in.  Basically the name of the game here is Songwriting with a capital S - okay, sure, sure they’ve got this “family” hook, seeing as the band’s comprised of wife/guitarist Barbara Keith, husband/drummer Doug Tibbles, and bassist/Doug’s son John Tibbles, which makes for some different media coverage and attracted novelist Elmore Leonard’s attention, but I don’t listen to records just because a family made them, y’know?  Maybe people who buy Danielson Family discs or Hanson do, I don’t know.  The Dylan-in-his-prime-quality lyrics Barbara writes kept me coming back to their last disc, “Situation Out of Control,” and after two or three listens to this one, I’m already grinning at lines like “Some of these new boys/They say they want to fight/But it takes them three days/To get the drum sound right.”  Ha HA!  Sound like anyone you know?  The music does the job of conveying the tunes properly - sure, Doug’s not going to be replacing John Bonham anytime soon, but he gets the job done and he’s certainly established a style, one that’s refreshing in its Ringoesque simplicity.  Hell, at this point I’m just glad to hear something this unique (without that desperate, tattooed-and-pierced-and-dyed bullshit look-at-me-I’m-oh-so-unique fakery every new rock band seems to ooze), listenable, well-crafted, and solid.  Who gives a shit if it doesn’t fit into any marketable categories?  Here’s to hoping someone like Joan Jett or Sheryl Crow or Chrissie Hynde picks up on “First Lady of Rock” (Mommy said to Daddy, “Did you hear what she said?  She said ‘I like Black Sabbath and Motorhead’”) and makes the Coyotes some hit royalty cash to finance more great Barb tunes.  –Guest Contributor (Red Cat Records)


SPEED OF SOUND:
Self-titled : CD
Very alternative. This CD has excellent recording quality and good musicianship. If you're looking for some chicks to hang out with, I bet there would be plenty at one of Speed of Sounds' shows. That said, it's too nicey-nice. –Guest Contributor (Speed of Sound)


SMOGTOWN:
Audiophile: 7"
“Hey, stupid ass, didn’t you review this last issue?” Why, yes, I did. The news is that it’s got a non-lame cover of a giant 45-hole filler instead of the Photoshop’d emboss-filtered dohickey cover that pissed me off last issue and the vinyl’s red. And I just want to remind you that Smogtown’s one of the best bands to never have left California and you should urge them to come to your town. –Todd Taylor (Hostage)


SIXER:
Saving Grace: CD
Sixer chaotically create loud and lively blasts of stormin' streetscruff sonic subversion that's as rough, tough, and gruff as it gets! And "Saving Grace" is the life-altering audial equivalent of repeatedly smashing your skull with a jagged chunk of concrete: it causes the body to infectiously swell with thrashing spasms of throbbing urgency, and it overwhelmingly leaves an indelible long-term impression upon the receptory senses. The razor-slashed vocals, riot-chant choruses, and frenetically intense machinegun staccato instrumentation is raucously reminiscent of Rancid during their debut and "Let's Go" heyday (and toss in a mayhemic mixture of The Clash, Swingin' Utters, and Dropkick Murphys for tumultuously ear-toastin' good measure!). Yep, this is a blistering blitzkrieg of pure punkrock perseverance, and I wouldn't have it any other way... –Guest Contributor (TKO)


SILVER TONGUED DEVIL:
Red-Eyed and Tongue-Tied: CD
This is fully revved thunder-rumble rock'n'roll rowdiness as obscenely loud and lewd as the roaring flames of Hell itself! It's bad-ass, ballsy, and sinfully blistering... high-octane audial attitude that's mean, miscreant, and motherfuckin' maniacal! STD harshly unleash a sonic assault of ear-incinerating wickedness (raucously replete with gargoyle-growl vocals and fiercely embittered battle bombardments of instrumental madness!) that rampantly runs circles around The Stooges, Motorhead, AC/DC, and Zeke. Hot damn indeed, this is the devil's music, and it's sizzle-fryin' my ears somethin' fierce! –Guest Contributor (Get Hip Recordings)


SHERYL CRO(W) MAGS, THE:
1 Hit b/w Watch for Repetition: 7"
Tied in a two-way split for Best Band Name, 2001 with Super Chinchilla Rescue Mission, The Sheryl Cro(w) Mags are spit and stained jeans punk by a couple of roommates who happen to be Hot Water Music’s Chris Wollard and Radon’s Bill Clower. The name’s funny but the music’s not a joke. It’s got that same instant depth and musical firebranding of HWM and the seemingly unbreakable musical spine of Radon. It’s different enough from their other bands to warrant its own praise but in the same vein to easily recommend to fans of both. Short, powerful, and recommended, even if it was three guys I’d never heard of before. –Todd Taylor (Crow(s) and Pawns)


SERPICO:
Everyone Vs. Everyone: CD
Pleasant post-Mould alternative/college rock. I wouldn’t pay to see them, but I like ’em enough that I wouldn’t change the station if they were on the radio. –Jimmy Alvarado (Boss Tuneage)


SELF-MADE MONSTERS:
Give Me My Rabies Shot: 7"EP
Trash punk a la the Reatards, albeit minus the vitriol. The songs are simple and the lyrics aren’t exactly Longfellow, but fuck if this wasn’t a fun listen. Primal in all the right ways and a definite keeper. –Todd Taylor (Self-Made Monsters)


SCREAMERS, THE:
Demos : LP
As highly revered, sought after, talented, and influential as The Screamers are, they never officially released single piece of vinyl. Recent (and gorgeous) double-CD bootlegs (containing live shows and audio tracks from their Target Video appearances, among other things) have been released, and since Tomata Du Plenty died, it doesn’t look like a truly legit release will ever come out. (I have no idea who owns the rights to these songs.) The simple synopsis of The Screamers: a punk band that was at times out of Seattle and LA, was huge on the club circuit, that had no guitars. And they didn’t suck. Jello Biafra’s been quoted as saying The Screamers were, “The best unrecorded band in the history of rock’n’roll.” I personally can’t think of another one. The result is easily the first example of West coast techno punk, a genre that got raped all to hell, but was as vital and real as anyone plugging in a guitar. The Screamers are aggressive, tension-filled, exciting, and different – different not just to be different, but exploring something wholly original. Visionary? Yep. Iconoclastic? You bet. Worth getting? For the adventurous or if you think you’ve heard it all before. The only caveat to this? There’s a high pitch hum all the way through the LP and it’s fucking murder listening to it on headphones. And when I played it on the stereo, the neighbors dogs freaked (which is rad in its own way.). –Todd Taylor (SOB Records)


SCOTT FARKUS AFFAIR, THE:
We Will Become Destination: CD
Emo/college rock. It sucked. –Jimmy Alvarado (Ambiguous)


SATANIC SURFERS:
Fragments and Fractions: CD
You’d never expect that the singer for these guys is also the singer in Intensity and plays in Sewn Shut. Two very different bands from Satanic Surfers! Anyway, this is their latest, and perhaps best. I’m not much of a fan of this style, but I like the fact that their lyrics are of real substance and not the ilk of all those lame ass bands that write song after song about girls. –Matt Average (Bad Taste Records)


RYKER:
Life: CD
This seems way more metal than hardcore to me. Lots of "chug-chuga-chug-chug" on this one. Now and then there's a punk-riff-type-thing thrown in there. –Guest Contributor (Chord)


RUN FOR YOUR FUCKING LIFE:
Self-titled: LP
A good, solid hardcore unit here, kids. Lotsa tempo changes in the songs, lotsa angry words, lotsa aggro and lotsa attitude make this a good way to start off the new millennium. This is the best thing I’ve heard from San Diego since the last Battalion of Saints album. –Jimmy Alvarado (Gloom)


ROCKET 455:
Go to Hell: CD
Picture the Jesus Lizard cranking on a more garage/trash Velvets trip . Good and nasty rock’n’roll, just as it should be. –Jimmy Alvarado (Get Hip)


REAL KIDS:
Live in Detroit: 7"
I imagine this was recorded while they were on tour with Loose Lips. What you get is a couple of live doses of that good ol’ punk rock ’n roll from some of the masters of the art. Sound quality is good and the band itself sounds great. Recommended. –Jimmy Alvarado (DUI)


RATOS DE PORAO:
Sistemados Pelo Crucifa: CD
First heard of this infamous Brazilian band from my brother Katz in the early ‘80s. Since then I only picked up the split with Colera and recently the "Carneceria Tropical" CD. They have transformed through the years to a more metalish sound. I guess they got a weird hair up their ass and decided to re-record their first LP that they first recorded and released in 1983. I like second chances. I’m not sure how rare the first LP is, but my guess is that the collectors have made it unattainable. But with luck, they are reintroducing this again for those who didn’t have the chance. I would love to compare the two to see how different the musicianship has changed. This is a great record. It has screamed, sort of guttural vocals sung in Portuguese. The simplicity of the guitar chords push the rage. It has the non-polished feel of many bands of that period. I’ve been listening to it now for about three weeks and just love the old school aspect of the whole thing. I can still feel the magic of excitement hearing a band from a distant land playing the no-holds-barred music of punk. I was playing this in the car and my friend started playing air drums before asking who the band was. I may be jaded at times, but there are many moments that I feel that the past kicks ass many times on the present. –Donofthedead (Alternative Tentacles)


PRICKS, THE:
Self-titled: CDEP
Okay, I really didn’t mind the rock’n’roll-inflected punk rock sound, but when they started messin’ up two of my favorite Childmolesters songs, that’s where I draw the line. See, those of us from this sweaty little neck of the woods take our Childmolesters tunes seriously and we don’t take kindly to people fuckin’ ’em up, stranger. Now knock it off before the whole lot of you end up on the losing end of a thumb fight death match. Punks. –Jimmy Alvarado (Mongoloid)


PG. 99:
Document 5: CD
Hardcore blended with grind, overflowing with an unrelenting tense energy. The music is thunderous, explosive, abrasive, and a million other “brutal” adjectives. Maybe you could throw a “yee-ouch” in there as well, but let’s not sink to that level. Through all the fury they manage to throw in these near serene moments that all somehow fit perfectly in the scheme of things. “Hotel Nevada1982” and “Comedy for Christ” are a couple of standouts on a pretty much flawless album. –Matt Average (Reptilian Records)


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