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MEATBODIES:
Mud Gals: 7”
Sort of a hard rock, sludgy garage hybrid. While still firmly in the here-and-now of 2014, ITR’s been sounding a little ‘70ish lately. That’s not a slight at all: “Mud Gals” is a solid 7”.  –Ryan Leach (In The Red, intheredrecords.com)


MIDWEST BEAT, THE:
Free of Being: CD
Part of me wants these guys to pick a side: are you power poppers or hippies? They go back and forth between the suburbs and the woods. But then also: they seem to be aiming at cool eleven-year-olds, the ones who read Calvin & Hobbesand watched Pete & Pete and never forgot that Polaris song. I’m not saying this is alt psych pop for tweens, but I mean it’s close. Makes me want to have misfit pre-angst kids and take them to a museum. Everyone get in the Forrester.  –Matt Werts (Waterslide, watersliderecords.com)


MINUS WORLD:
Eat Sleep Die: CD
This one’s a grower. Sometimes I come across albums like this. Upon the first few listens, I am almost immediately turned off for whatever reason. In this case, it was that the vocals didn’t seem to mesh well with the sound. They seemed a bit too clean. But after a number of listens I couldn’t help but realize that some of these songs are catchy and found myself singing bits throughout the day. The Fugazi influence is by far the most prevalent on their sound, but they can slip into some more 1990s indie rock stylings here and there, too. They certainly don’t match the intensity and emotional connection of Fugazi, but that’s pretty impossible for the vast majority of bands to do. However, the guitar and bass are real ringers for the sound. Everyone likes Fugazi, though, so it’s not a bad group to emulate. Although only five songs, almost all of them are strong. The second track, “Absolute Zero,” works well with its hypnotic guitars and vocals that don’t overpower the music. The fourth song, “Battery Acid,” has vocals that matched the sound well, and helped me start to change my mind about their connection. By the last track, “Answer the Question,” Minus World is really hitting their stride, with some passion matched with good guitar work. I always appreciate and respect bands that can change my opinion on their sound, and Minus World definitely did so over twenty-five minutes. Good work, guys. I’m a tough nut to crack.  –Kurt Morris (Self-released, minusworldbloomington.bandcamp.com)


MISCONDUCTERS:
Hypnopaedia: CD
Sludgy, mid-tempo hardcore punk (sneaking into metal country at times). It’s not outright bad or anything, it’s just not keeping my attention.  –Ty Stranglehold (Denfire, myspace.com/denfire)


MORTALS:
Cursed to See the Future: CD
A nice combination of fast, heavy, and crushing. There are also some catchy elements in the songs that work themselves into your brain. The song structures are complex with time changes galore, and yet it’s never overwrought or boring. The vocals are long, drawn-out, anguished bellows of self reflection and defiance. I hear traces of black metal—from the days of Venom to the present—in the guitar tone. The bass tone on here is near perfect. Just the right amount of distortion. The notes cut through razor sharp. Then you have the drumming of Caryn Havlik. She brings in the heaviness with each thunderous strike and avalanche roll, and that’s what really hooks me into these songs. The songs are paced where there are no moments of quiet. Instead, they are strung together one after the other, creating this impenetrable wall of sound that envelopes the room. This is an album that requires repeated listening to discover and explore the many layers within. –Matt Average (Relapse)


MVPS, THEE:
Oh Sally: 7”
Boy, the folks at Slovenly are sure putting together a hell of a discography of solid garage punk releases. This single is yet another good one in the long line from the last several years. Mid-tempo garage stuff that is not too noisy or too slick and sounds a whole lot like a bunch of the great stuff that came out in the early to mid-’90s. The band are from the U.K. and this looks to be their debut release. Good stuff. I’m interested to see how it translates to a full length at some point.  –Mike Frame (Slovenly)


NASTY, THE:
Primitive Motive: LP
No-frills hardcore punk that looks back to the past, but sounds very much in the present. The songs range from fast to mid-tempo, with time changes throughout, as well as being catchy on top of it all, without being wimpy. Part of the appeal of this record is how the vocalist’s voice cracks in the songs. He’s shouting along and here and there his voice cracks and sounds worn out. The drums hit hard and direct, and the guitar has a nice thick and heavy sound that fills the room. They appropriate the Black Flag logo on their lyric sheet, which looks more corny than “cool.” Aim higher! Other than that, not a bad record.  –Matt Average (Star Of David, thenasty.bigcartel.com)


NATURAL CHILD:
Dancin’ with Wolves: CD
As a person who still doesn’t quite know how he feels about country music, this record sure gave me some confusion. I absolutely hated it for the first few tracks, but around track six or seven I started to soften. I began to drift off to the melodies and lose myself to the music. Personally, I couldn’t quite separate the context of country from the work itself. My personal relationship to country is soured due to oversaturation, but was this album bad because I just didn’t like the genre? I’m not allowed to be mad just because it’s not a punk record. You can’t judge a fish for its time in a hundred yard dash, you know? There are county records I enjoy, but when a drum set comes into the picture my brain just automatically wants to hate it. I’m a Luddite when it comes to folk music, I suppose. But Natural Child play with heart and conviction, and you can’t call their music bad or ill conceived. There’s a gap between my tastes and what this record tries to accomplish, and I understand and respect that. Recommended if you have a soft spot for late-’70s country/rock fusion records. Grade: B-. –Bryan Static (Burger, burgerrecords.org)


NEARLY DEAD:
Self-titled: LP
Captain Beefheart, who’s apparently developed an obsession with feces, medical procedures, and deviant behavior since his demise, lords over a Flipper/Butthole Surfers/Brainbombs tag-team assault on the senses, and they’ve brought along a brass section heavily influenced by Tibetan Buddhist horn players as backup. Calling this “not for the musically timid” might be a bit of an understatement.  –Jimmy Alvarado (Nearly Dead, nearlydead.bandcamp.com)


NEGATIVE STANDARDS:
VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI: LP
Incredibly boring. The singer lethargically burps and growls along to some of the most dull metal you will ever hear. There’s no life at all in these songs. Maybe that’s the point; to illustrate how dull and fucked up the world is, dude! Whatever the case, this is incredibly boring. I’m repeating myself, but that’s all you can really say about this record.  –Matt Average (Vendetta, vendettarecords.de)


NEW JUNK CITY:
Self-titled: Cassette
Here’s an unassuming debut from four Atlanta guys who seem to have a perfect handle on snappy, melodic songwriting. No kidding, this is the home run, slam dunk, whatever-soccer-metaphor of rough-around-the-edges pop punk. Maybe some of the magic comes from that streak of rugged heartland rock that’s been showing up for years in the scruffier, flannel-shirtier punk bands of the States. In fact, there’s almost an alt-country sensibility to the rolling leads and just-right grit of the vocals. But the heart of this is raw punk rock. Think Iron Chic’s catchy sincerity, and maybe some of The Thermals’ self-aware nerdiness. Seven songs wind down too soon with the coolest (only cool) fucking use of whistling I’ve ever heard from a band. Whoever’s idea was the whistling, high-five. I expect to hear a lot more out of this outfit in the near future. Don’t let me down, dudes! –Indiana Laub (Muckman, themuckman@disposable.com, muckmanrecords.storenvy.com)


NEW SWEARS:
Junkfood Forever, Bedtime Whatever: LP
The epic return of Canada’s one true physical incarnations of partying, New Swears swings wildly back into action with ten brand-spanking-new songs about refusing to become an adult and throwing caution to the wind. You’d think at this point songs about partying would be so dime-a-dozen that it would be impossible to write any more, but you’d be wrong, you uncultured swine! Shove this LP into your earholes! Bring it up as a counterpoint when people start playing club rap! Play it at discothèques, raves or just about anywhere, really! Eventually, you won’t have any friends left, but you’ll still have the fun sugary party punk that is the New Swears. Grade: A-. –Bryan Static (Bachelor, bachelorrecords.com)


NO SIR, I WON’T:
Shit!: LP
I don’t think it’s doing No Sir, I Won’t a disservice by saying that without Crass the band would probably not have existed in this form, given that the influences are not just worn on sleeves but made into huge flags too. The evidence is all there from the use of a statement linked to Crass as its name through to the music which has the same militaristic drums, sinister, plodding bass lines, male/female vocals barking out angry anti-establishment lyrics, and a guitar shrieking away like a Bonfire Night firework. Crass was one of the first punk bands to really help me have a broader world view and via its lyrics I was set on the path of questioning rather than accepting what I was told. No Sir, I Won’t is clearly intent on doing likewise all these years later and this is an outstanding record where rage, bile, and vitriol is at the forefront of what the band does. This isn’t just a full-on Crass homage either as No Sir, I Won’t adds its own identify into the mix with vocals that are less harsh than those of Steve Ignorant, Eve Libertine, and Joy De Vivre whilst also taking a more melodious route at times than Crass ever journeyed along. This is quite the fist-shaking ruckus.  –Rich Cocksedge (Drunken Sailor, drunkensailorrecords.co.uk)


NOTHING:
Guilty of Everything: CD
Shoegaze core that lulls more than it invigorates. Merchandise and My Bloody Valentine gone heavy but with less sexy results. The worst songs are the ones that evoke horrible memories of ‘90s alternative garbage like Collective Soul. Not even Kyle Kimball of the almighty Salvation, whose drumming prowess seems wasted here, could salvage a single track on this disc. –Juan Espinosa (Relapse)


O INIMIGO:
Personalidades Plasticas: LP
Heavily influenced by late ‘80s DC hardcore, Government Issue in particular (when they were putting out albums like Youand Crash), and a touch of Dag Nasty. But they do have enough of their own personality to be their own band, as you can readily hear in songs like “Abandonado Pelos Anjos,” and the title track, which has more of a contemporary sound. I must admit, it took me a couple listens to warm to the vocals. They’re a little too high pitched for the music and seem to really be straining at being urgent, when he needs to dial it back a bit and go with the flow of the already strong music. I really like the guitars on this record. They have that attention-grabbing crunch, and can slip into a melodic break with ease (check out the closer, “Racional Incerto”). It’s nice—and somewhat encouraging—to hear current bands look to a period of transition in punk that started to go deeper than the prevailing louder faster mentality, and bring in the politics and ideals to complement the change. Hopefully, today’s generation will do the same and take it further. On the whole, this is pretty nice record, and one that bears repeated listening.  –Matt Average (Amendment, amendment-records.com, amendmentRecords@gmail.com)


OGRE:
Bastards of Death: CD
“Brain driller, erectile thriller, gurgling screams, insane killer.” Supposedly, Ogre is one of the first Irish death metal bands. I can’t think of any other Irish death metal bands, but I’m no expert on the genre. Nonetheless, they deliver a performance that fulfills all the prerequisites, from the gore-filled lyrics about brain drillers, leathery wombs and rotting corpses, to the singer’s guttural throat-barfs. There’s no tomfoolery here, no nutty drum triggers or elaborate guitar layers, nothing that could be described as technical. It’s just pure, blood-slathered, old school death metal just like your parents used to love.  –MP Johnson (ogre.ie)


OLD MAN STRENGTH:
Woke up Swinging: 7”
Paging Kangaroo Records, there is a band you need to snap up for an album immediately! Right out of the gate I am hearing some serious Negative Approach/Out Cold vibes from this band and that is usually the only thing I wanna hear where hardcore punk is concerned. Hailing from Vancouver B.C., where they know a thing or two about killer hardcore, Old Man Strength drop four mid-tempo, pissed-off HC killers on this single. “Conversations with a Jackass” is my pick to click here, but all four songs are great, pissed-off, basic hardcore. Cannot wait to hear a full length from this band.  –Mike Frame (Pankratium, oldmanstrength1.bandcamp.com)


ORDEN MUNDIAL:
Obediencia Debida: LP
The opening chords on Orden Mundial’s second album are enough to make the dead sit up and wonder “What the fuck?” The tone of the guitar is instantly invasive and at times the six strings feature a similar quality, both in sound and in some of the solos, as was heard on GBH’s first two albums—a sound that I love. Those chords herald the beginning of a seventeen minute onslaught from this Mallorcan band, an attack that is akin to standing in front of a light heavyweight boxer, with each of the ten tracks representing the rounds of a championship bout. The mid-paced tracks are when the pugilist tries to weaken the opponent using stiff body shots that cause the guard to be dropped. The more blitzkrieg style songs are the knock out punches, directed straight for the head with an intensity that seems never-ending—allowing for no effective defense to be deployed in response—thus resulting in either submission or a bloodied ending. Lyrics are in Castilian but I’m betting they’re full of anti-authority/anti-establishment sentiment given the hardcore maelstrom bursting out of my speakers. There’s some great live footage of this band on the internet, too, if you’re interested in seeing Orden Mundial in action.  –Rich Cocksedge (La Vida Es Un Mus, lavidaesunmus.com)


OUTRAGEOUS CHERRY:
The Digital Age: CD
Outrageous Cherry have this sort of mellow sound that really isn’t when you listen to it. They’re rock’n’roll, to be sure, but this record has some slower, hypnotic hooks to it that I really enjoyed. They remind me a lot of the Lovin’ Spoonful sans the bluesy numbers (there was more to that band than their Monkeys-esque hits). Hey, to indulge once more in over-wrought comparisons that potentially no one will understand except me, how about this: imagine the Lovin’ Spoonful—blues and Monkeys songs excised—meet Sonic Youth without all the noisy shit. Works for me!  –The Lord Kveldulfr (Burger)


PATHETIC HUMAN:
Public Disgrace: EP
This could have been a decent record. Musically, Pathetic Human crank out some pretty good and abrasive hardcore that is chaotic as hell. Somewhere between Capitalist Casualties and Dystopia. However, the whole affair is bogged down by the dual vocals; one being insane hardcore singer style, the other constipated grindcore burp and holler. Lose the grind crap, keep the hardcore, and you’d have a pretty damn good band.  –Matt Average (Helta Skelta, heltaskeltarecords.bigcartel.com)


PEARS:
Go to Prison: LP/CD
Have you spent time imagining what a mix of Circle Jerks’ Group Sex and Descendents’ Milo Goes to College would sound like? No, nor me. However, the possible result of such an experiment dropped into my lap recently in the guise of the debut album by Pears. The majority of the ten songs are made up of that kind of hybrid sound, taking the short, sharp approach of the former and blending it with the more melodic style of the latter. The Keith Morris influence is also to be heard on the track “Forever Sad,” a song which sounds a hell of a lot like OFF! via the Morris-like vocals and a similar guitar sound/style. There is also a decent Ramones cover, “Judy Is a Punk,” which doesn’t veer too far from the original whilst at the end of “Grimespree,” the epic—it accounts for almost of quarter of the album’s running time of twenty one minutes—there is the briefest Descendents cover used as part of the finale. The CD is self-released and the LP is out on Ryan Young’s (Off With Their Heads) own label. Stuff like this excites me.  –Rich Cocksedge (Self-released, pearstheband.com / Anxious & Angry, anxiousandangry.com)


PENETRATORS:
“Shopping Bag” b/w “Everybody Needs Loving”: 7”
I am really digging this trend of putting together a single out of songs that were never released as a single originally. Recent singles by the Incredible Kidda Band and others have made for great listening by putting two great tunes on one 7”. In the case of the Penetrators classic “Shopping Bag,” this was slated to be released as a single in 1981 but the band decided to make a video for the song instead. The video was, of course, rejected by MTV but finally, over thirty years later, I finally have the “Shopping Bag” b/w “Everybody Needs Loving” single in hand and it sounds great. This is one of my all time favorite bands and “Shopping Bag” is one of their very best songs. A real wiseass dig at consumerism that is also catchy as hell, “Live your life in a shopping bag” has never been timelier than in our current culture. This band manages to avoid being too goofy and just flat-out rock like no other that I can think of. There is a big difference between being a fun band and being a funny band. The Penetrators are in the fun camp. Another great release to wear out the grooves on. Long live “The Kings of Basement Rock!”  –Mike Frame (Windian)


PETER STAMPFEL AND THE BROOKLYN & LOWER MANHATTAN BANJO SQUADRON:
Better Than Expected: CD
An experimental half-finished banjo album with crowd-sourced lyrics. The instrumental numbers provide good background music, but I just can’t get over how strange it all is. Case in point: Stampfel is still accepting lyrics for the unfinished songs. What a post-modern world we live in!  –Alanna Why (Don Giovanni, dongiovannirecords.com)


PHENOMENAUTS:
Escape Velocity: CD
Wow, the Phenomenauts have been cranking out the gold for over ten years now and this very well may be the band’s finest hour. I am personally very glad the band shows no sign of letting up and would like to take this opportunity to thank them for continuing to keep the earth safe from uninteresting, un-fun music. This is so recommended it isn’t even funny. If the Moxies make your feet tap, this is for you. –Garrett Barnwell (Silver Sprocket, silversprocket.net)


PIZZA TIME:
U Wanna Pizza Me?: Cassette
This particular pie falls into the category of split toppings: side A is entirely in Spanish and carries with it all the hallmarks of a one-man band: canned drums, bleeps n’ bloops, keyboards. In a live band setting, this stuff might work better than it does here, despite some catchy riffs (which, as in, “Tu Muchacho,” sound Lou Reed-y. What is it with pizza bands and the Velvet Underground?). It’s all pretty twee until side B, which steps on the effects pedals and rocks way harder (though not without the aforementioned one-man-band signifiers getting distracting, and not without occasionally sounding like The Pod ). Tasty enough, but I’m still hungry. –Michael T. Fournier (Burger)


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