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FRANTIC FLATOPS:
Hi-Fi Honed Revisited: CD

A reissue of this NY rockabilly group’s debut release. Although it didn’t really blow my socks off or anything, it does have its charms and they were/are very good at what they do.

–Jimmy Alvarado (Get Hip)


DON’T LOOK DOWN:
Five: CD single
This is not my thing, but if it is yours, you should buy it. It’s well-done melodic, emotional pop punk. These guys are good musicians and their songs are well done. I could very well see these guys being on the Warped tour. They would fit in perfect. –Mike Beer –Guest Contributor (Nitro)


DIE TRYING:
Self-titled: CD
This sucks. In my last column I discussed how I didn’t want to use the term “sucks” anymore, because it is sexist and homophobic and usually can be replaced with a more accurate term, but I am pulling it out for one last use because no other term really captures the feeling as well. Die Trying is basically the band for you if you can’t handle the edginess of Good Charlotte, but still want to listen to a band you can talk about at Hot Topic. A fauxhawk and bleaching your jean jacket makes you punk, right? The guy who hired me to join the punk boy band told me so. –rich (Def Jam)


COUNTDOWN TO LIFE:
Tragedy So Irresistible: CD
With a name like Countdown to Life, I couldn’t expect much. Somehow they managed to fall short of even the low standards I had set. Rush meets nu metal-core. –Megan Pants (State of Grace)


BRACES, THE:
Ska Got Soul: CD
I thought this was a decent ska album for a full thirty seconds. Then the vocals came in. Then I heard the lyrics about his favorite designer clothing. Then I threw it away. –Megan Pants (KOB)


FRISK, THE:
Rank Restraint: CD
This rocks! Adeline is where it’s at! True story: I put this on without even looking at it, and was gonna write a review saying something like, this rocks, but that guy is completely ripping off Jesse Luscious. Then, I picked up the liner notes, and I discovered that Jesse Luscious was, in fact, the singer! Would I ever pass up a chance to prove my stupidity and humiliate myself in print? Nope! This is poppy and rockin’ and reminds me a little of the Criminals. Plus they cover “Know Your Rights” with additional lyrics! And Jesse Michaels co-writes some of the songs! All right! If this were a cereal, it would be Honey Nut Cheerios—always a reliable and rockin’ choice for your breakfast meal! –Maddy (Adeline)


FRACAS:
A New Host of Torment: CD
Some decent, speedy hardcore here. The singer’s voice gets annoying after awhile, though. –Jimmy Alvarado (Calendar of Death)


ANTI-ANTI:
Hooray for Everything: CD
It’s hard being a music reviewer sometimes. You hear so many bands that sound the same, you can barely make it through a few tracks. Here is another band that sounds like so many other bands. The first thought that pops in my head is they sound like an early period Bouncing Souls. Locally, they might be popular, but for me, they are one of hundreds or thousands of CDs I hope I can sell to the record store for a dollar. –Donofthedead (Fastmusic)


YOU AND I :
Discography: CD
It’s like trying to listen to a Morbid Angel record while babysitting a bunch of four-year-olds – everybody’s screaming and crying at once and the needle keeps getting knocked of the record, at which time you can clearly hear the Bruce Hornsby playing next door. Something like that. Anyway, the metal parts are good, but the rest is just too much to put up with. It actually says, “I carved ‘hope’ in my wrist.” I waved ‘bye-bye’ with mine. –Cuss Baxter (Alone)


FRACAS:
A New Host of Torment: CD
Even though I always perceived The Misfits to be more clownish than scary, I still developed a profound appreciation for their horror-rock frightfulness over the years (well, at least “Legacy of Brutality”!). On this here dark and foreboding disc, Fracas have energetically unleashed a fiery demon-spawned replication of The Misfits during their fiendishly spectacular heyday (or is that Hades-day?!? HaHaHa... up yers, all ya pastey-fleshed ghouls and goblins out there attired entirely in black. Oooooh, your dark’n’decadent preoccupation with death makes my knees a-tremble and my scrotum a-wobble somethin’ fierce.). Anyway, although this is a bit metallish in spots (especially the first couple of tracks), it is pure ghost-punk savagery nonetheless, and it’s spooky, sinister, and spastically possessed beyond belief. With bloodcurdling song titles like “The Dead Look Dead,” “Kill Me,” “Open Your Hell,” “Suffer Alone,” “Witch’s Hand,” “The Plague,” and “All That Remains Is the Howl” (plus a resurrecting-the-dead rendition of DK’s “Too Drunk Too Fuck”!), I instantly realized this ain’t gonna be no gleeful weiny-roast singalong. Hell no! This is purebred devil’s music that chills the flesh, sends shivers down the spine, and damns a man’s soul to eternal perdition. No wonder Glenn Danzig sappily churns-out a sporadic spew of mundane musical melodramatics these days. Fracas raucously run circles of fire around him! The devil ain’t gonna get no rest tonight, ‘cause I’m gonna loudly blast A New Host of Torment until the dead rise from their graves. –Guest Contributor (Calendar of Death)


WING:
Sings the Carpenters: CD
My brother-in-law sent an attachment to my wife via email and I heard her cracking up from another room. I walked in to see what all the commotion was about. On the screen, I saw a Chinese woman’s picture and the music coming out of the speakers was a heavily accented, out of key, woman sounding serious singing Carpenters covers. I started laughing so hard I started to have aches. This shit is brilliant! This is a CD I would expect to see in an Asian market near the cash register. The songs are so bad, they start sounding good. You have to have a mental picture of this. Picture a Chinese woman in ‘50s singing in front of an all-white Nashville band playing Carpenters songs. Now picture those songs and think how they would sound over “Top of the World” or “We’ve Only Just Begun.” It’s funnier than your vision. This is the best CD to put on as the last music your guests would hear at a party at your home. Nothing could sour their moment like this woman’s desecration of bad ‘70s music. –Donofthedead (Wing)


FLESHIES / VICTIMS FAMILY:
Split: 7"
Fleshies scare me. When they’re fast, they kick kindergartener ass and remind me of early, breakneck Mudhoney. “Gonna Have to Pass” could easily be placed next to “Touch Me, I’m Sick.” That, I like a lot. When they slow down, they remind me of Journey. As a matter of fact, if you squint and forego the fact that the lead singer is in his saggy, stained undies for most of the set, he looks like a young Steve Perry of the aforementioned soft rock band. Victims Family. They formed in 1984 and have been very weird ever since. Their contribution, “Calling Dr. Schlessinger,” is an anti-ode to the right wing talk show host. It intentionally drags then slips into noise snatches, chanting, rock dirge, and audio collages. If you’re a digger of Negativland or Lard, you’re prime. If you like songs with basic structure, you’re fucked. Proceed with that in mind. –Todd Taylor (Alternative Tentacles)


FLASH EXPRESS, THE:
Who Stole the Soul? : 7"
Hey, all right, launch a dart into my scrotum and tally a triple 20, this ain’t half bad. No pseudo-gospel “Put you hands together” jizz, either. It’s got the jobbly wobbly Jon Spencer feel (pre-Orange) that makes one think, “Hey maybe whitey can shake some serious fucking ass without becoming a parody or turning ‘soul’ into an art project.” Hollow-toned guitars, tambourine, burning ember drums, and a true blue roadhouse-about-to-riot feel goes all the way through the b-side, “Fire.” Excellent. Two winners. I’ll be spinning this tons. –Todd Taylor (Revenge)


FIXTURES, THE:
Forward: 12-song 10"
Kevin, the lead singer and drummer for The Fixtures, has been banging and making a racket in LA, for, fuck, going on fourteen years (Dangerous Music, their first album, was released in 1987). Fast enough for hardcore kids with assflaps to churn, they’re a lot more than just that. The uniqueness comes from Kevin. Two things. He’s the drummer and lead singer. The only other band I can think of with that set up is The Carpenters, and, thankfully, the similarities end there. I don’t think Kevin’s bulimic and The Fixtures have nothing to do with bubblegum pop. The other thing is that Kevin is punk rock’s answer to an operatic overlord. The closest comparison I can come up with is Jello Biafra; his voice can trill, sound gloomy doomy, and he sings all the way through (Kevin’s been at this way too long to be clumped to being a Dead Kennedys clone). It throws some people off on first listen, but believe me, it doesn’t take long and you won’t even notice it. The result: ultra-tight, satisfying, drum-driven, smart punk rock. Another strong outing. –Todd Taylor (The Fixtures, Gate to Hell)


WHY NOT:
Caution Wet Floor: CD
It sounds like demo recordings by a South Florida band steeped in mid-’80s hardcore. While there really ain’t much new or inspiring goin’ on, a healthy dose of humor keeps the proceedings fun at the very least. –Jimmy Alvarado (SoFla)


FIVE FOOT NOTHING:
Pretty Nuclear: CD
You get me on a wrong day and you might expect the reaction that you read. What I hear is very poppy and almost emo sounding rock mixed with punk. I’m not in the mood to be charitable. I’m not going to continue to listen to this. It made me sour and I did not enjoy the experience, like my first prostate exam. –Donofthedead (Boss Tuneage)


WHAT THE KIDS WANT:
Inside Jokes Explained : 7”
What the fuck DO kids want these days? Records with whiny girl vocals and goofy bass lines? How the hell would I know? I’m probably old enough to be the singer’s father. Gotta give ‘em credit though. “Fast and Reckless” is a cute song about delivering pizza, which I do know something about. The band has that naïve-but-full-of-beans attitude which is alternately endearing and nerve wracking. Their lefty sentiments are encouraging but a little more rage and a little less pep would go a long way. –eric (Talking Dog)


WEAKERTHANS, THE:
Reconstruction Site: CD
People keep asking me if I like the Weakerthans. Now I have an answer – a definitive no. Mellow whine-rock. Oh yeah, and if you mention Foucault, you’re an asshole. –Megan Pants (Epitaph)


FIREBALLS OF FREEDOM:
Welcome to the Octagon: CD
Their last CD, Total Fuckn’ Blowout, was a damn-fine recording. I’ve only got to hear their first release The New Professionals a few times, but I’ve heard most the songs off it at one time or another. And now this thing called Welcome to the Octagon. Jesus Christ! Recorded in Texas at the Sweatshop right after Garage Shock and with a new bass player (Dr. Multilingual Love) this might be my favorite so far. With songs titled “Panties Off” and “Swamp Wolf,” in my humble opinion, you can not go wrong, my friends. But the thing that puzzled me—better yet intrigued me, is the title of the record itself. One word, especially…. Octagon. I see this and I think Octopussy (007). I think Dr. Octagynecologist. Stop signs. It brings up thoughts of eight-armed ju-ju spirits. This needs more research. Peoples of the sonic rumbles, listen at it! –brian (Estrus)


FEDERATION X:
American Folk Horror: CD
If you go with the abbreviated title of their name it becomes Fed X, which brings to mind FedEx (Federal Express) the Memphis-based global delivery service whose plane caused Tom Hanks to be stranded on an island. That movie was perfect for the fans of Survivor. Came out just at the right time. A sort-of supplemental point of reference for the identification of crap TV. Tom Hanks is no Tenacious D. And Tenacious D is nothing like Arnold Schwarzenegger. Speaking of which whatever happened to Conan? This is an important issue that should be reviewed in length at a later time. Back to the matter at hand—the new Fed X CD. This one is for the Graveyard Soup lover in us all. –Brad (Estrus)


FALL OUT:
Demo: CD
must.... reach.... out..... and........ turn........ stereo......... off..................................... wretched............. music.......... draining........ life.... energy................................................ –Jimmy Alvarado (www.falloutonline.com)


WE TALKED ABOUT MURDER:
Expecting the Explosion: CD
Seems like most bands with sentences for names are pretty cool. Most of ‘em. –Cuss Baxter (Has Anyone Ever Told You?)


FACTORY INCIDENT, THE:
Helmshore: CDEP
I’ve gotta be one of the only people on the planet that absolutely loathed Government Issue’s later recordings. I’d read all these glowing reviews of each record they put out after Joyride, praising the sheer genius of John Stabb and his merry pranksters, and secretly wonder what the hell was wrong with me ‘cause I thought it was crap. No matter how many times I listened to each album, how hard I tried to “get it,” the only thing I was ever able to glean from each musical experience was complete boredom. It wasn’t just GI in particular, either. Damn near all of what came outta DC from, say, 1985 on absolutely bored me to tears. All of those bands that formed the nucleus of the fledgling “emocore” thang, Beefeater, Rites of Spring, Egghunt, et al., collectively seemed like one big vacuum intent on sucking all the excitement from the only other scene outside of Los Angeles that I gave two shits about and putting in its stead the very same arty, self-centered pretentiousness that so many of us hated about bands like Yes and ELP. It’s not that I wanted all that was coming outta there to sound like Minor Threat or even United Mutations, but I did (and still) miss the intensity of emotion that seemed so integral to that early scene and, frankly, Jawbox just don’t do it for me. I’m able to experience more intense feelings these days trying to put together a futon. But I digress. This is an EP courtesy of Stabb (now apparently going by his given name of John Shroeder) and his latest band that, although not particularly energetic, is thankfully interesting enough to warrant more than a casual listen. The sound is not unlike very mellow, post-Sonic Youth pop with guitars eschewing the standard barre chord (the punker’s fave) for more complex fingerings, and John gently crooning along. It’s also loads better than what GI ended up being, which alone is a definite plus. As this played, I found myself thinking of a boat ride on a lake, which I guess means that there’s also a certain nonverbal picturesque quality to what they’re doing that is effective. This disc certainly ain’t exactly gonna win them any punker points, but at this point in time, I don’t think they care much about such things anymore. I woulda loved to hear them do “Sheer Terror” with this sound, though. Hee hee. –Jimmy Alvarado (Post/Fact)


VON ZIPPERS, THE:
The Crime Is Now!: CD
Lo-fi garage sounds from Estrus? Whoudda thunk? I’d heard of the Von Zippers before, but never actually listened to these boys from the great white north. Political themes but pulled off in a pretty rockin’ manner, which started me thinking: has there ever been a political garage band? I thought about it on and off for a few days, couldn’t come up with anything, and then asked Todd if he knew of any. We sat around the office for a while, but neither of us could come up with any. Not my favorite Estrus release lately, but I’ll definitively hold on to it and let it grow on me more. I’m pretty sure it will. –Megan Pants (Estrus)


EPOXIES, THE:
Self-titled: 7" EP
Oh… my… gawd…. Nicholas Cage, pre-steroid enhancement, even pre-Raising Arizona was in a so fucking awful it was fucking great movie, one that sparked a world-wide movement of gagging on household utensils, mall abuse, skinny ties, and suburban misunderstanding. Valley Girl. It even had a soundtrack so influential that there’s already been a full-on punk tribute to it. The Epoxies. Two words: new wave. Androids. Male eyeliner. Slashy sun glasses. Androgynous voices (there’s both male and female voices, but they’re real similar), unabashed, up-in-front synthesizers. Word on the street (Not on my street. Ranchero music is ruling supreme, almost drowning out the cock fighting training) is that new wave’s the Next Big Thing. That, I could give two shits about. However, the Epoxies have sniffed the early ‘80s glue that nutted up Devo and they’ve huffed up a lot of Human League to know their chops, lay a beat, and whip up some catchy songs with Casio-esque flourishes. The punk rocker in me wishes for a tad more drive (a la Servotron), but this is far from ass. –Todd Taylor (Dirtnap)


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