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SUPER AIDS:
Self-titled: 7”
First of all, I’d like to say that whoever packaged this record has got to be the chain-smokingest son of a bitch who ever lived. This record reeks of cigarettes. It’s crazy. Anyway, this more or less sounds like what you would probably expect from a band that calls themselves Super Aids. New Bomb Turks fingerprints are all over this thing, with forays into Dwarves and Zeke territory: metal-tinged punk rock’n’roll, with song titles like “Rock ‘n Roll Tits,” “Girls Are For Faggots,” “Nuke ‘Em All,” etc. Certainly juvenile, occasionally entertaining. This sounds like the kind of thing that would likely best be experienced live with your buddies, throwing around cheap beer in the air, while trying to avoid the knucklehead contingency that I’m sure follows these guys around. Seven songs in total, released on Ripping Records out of Orlando. Comes on clear blue vinyl. –Jeff (Ripping)


SUPER SEXY BOY 1986:
Royal Peacocks: CD
Bluesy Italian punk delivered by a band that puts enough oomph into the delivery to raise it a bit above the sea of other bluesy punk bands offerin’ up similar goods. The first of the bonus tracks, “Laguna Seca,” is a doozy. –Jimmy Alvarado (Zodiac Killer)


SWAMP THING:
In Shame: CD
Mostly mid-tempo modern, occasionally metallic hardcore stuff with angry vocals and that patented Marshall sound. –Jimmy Alvarado (6131)


SUPPOSITORIES:
Moments of Square Violence: 12” EP
Simple, bluesy, punk rock’n’roll from these Ottawa folks. Nothing really groundbreaking here: Modern Lovers-style melodies, with Cramps-y twang and reverb; spare, gruff and gravelly vocals that seem a bit out of place. Songs tend to drone on a bit. I’d like to see these songs condensed, given some definition. There’s potential for interesting things with these guys, though currently they sound like they’re meandering aimlessly and could use some direction. –Jeff (Self-released, www.myspace.com/suppositories)


SUN GOD:
(S)Pain: 7” EP
Shimmery, poppy punk neck deep in Hüsker-land, right down to the drony guitar leads, crossed with some nods to early Samiam. What they put down here might not be as tight as some of their influences, but they sure as hell make up for it in delivery. –Jimmy Alvarado (Pizza Pants)


SUBHUMANS, THE:
Death Was Too Kind: LP
Possibly one of the most important releases in the landscape of obscure punk. Just to make it clear, the Subhumans on this record were a Vancouver band from the early ‘80s who share a name with the British unit most people are familiar with. Many a brave punker has searched record lists and pounded the internet just for an opportunity to bid on bootlegs of any of the three classic singles contained on this record and been let down. Even the later cheapo CD collection Pissed Off…With Good Reason and the CD release of the classic album Incorrect Thoughts were impossible to find at any price. Death Was Too Kind contains all of the first three singles released by these Canadian pioneers along with two unreleased tracks from the collection. For years, whiffs of this collection were spread out among various comps: the scope of The Subhumans importance still shrouded in obscurity. Now, for all the glory of punkdom, these tracks have finally been reunited. The Subhumans appeared on no less than Let Them Eat Jellybeans and the Vancouver Compilation and have been made infamous with DOA’s cover of their now classic anthem “Fuck You.” Their cred is infallible and the songs are timeless punk classics. It is almost inconceivable that history forgot this band. This is more than a collection of singles; it is testament to the enduring timelessness of good punk rock. It just doesn’t get more essential than this. –Billups Allen (Alternative Tentacles)


O PIONEERS!!!:
Neon Creeps: CD
I remember checking this band out some time ago. I’m pretty damn sure that I did so when Mitch Clem dropped their name. I listened to some stuff online; that was that. I don’t recall exactly what they sounded like, but I can say that I don’t recall it being like this. Typically, I can’t really take too much of a band if they have a very noticeable Hot Water Music influence. For some reason, Neon Creeps passes under my radar. This is catchy in a HWM kind of way, but it doesn’t hit as hard like HWM does at times. It’s like HWM plus some straight-ahead rock influence. Anyhow, OP!!! comes through with an accessible rock punk record (no, I didn’t transpose shit) that sounded good as background music the times that I’ve listened to it. I could definitely see this being something that grows on me, especially if I were to find myself around others who enjoyed the album a lot and who chose to play it often. Also, the packaging seems pretty economical, which is always rad (in my eyes). My disc is in a cardboard packaging comparable to a digipack but without that plastic bit that is supposed to hold the disc in place but instead always breaks. There’s a pocket for the disc in place of the plastic bit, which makes the package more like a gatefold LP cover for a 5” record. The package is also has the lyrics and all else screen-printed on it. Not bad. –Vincent Battilana (Asian Man)


O PIONEERS!!!:
Neon Creeps: CD
Fugazi tries to channel their inner Replacements and brand the results with rejected Dillinger Four titles. –Jimmy Alvarado (Asian Man)


NOW DENIAL:
Facemelter: CD
Stoner rock with a singer that sounds like he’s in dire need of a good hug. –Jimmy Alvarado (Tor Johnson)


NOMUS:
Self-titled: Cassette
This is some pretty good hardcore. It has the power of early ‘00s hardcore with a dash of crust and a nod to the early ‘80s. The lyrics are handwritten and photocopied onto a tiny piece of paper; combine that with my shitty eyesight and it becomes obvious why I can’t say too much about ‘em. From what I can read, it doesn’t look like they just made some lemonade outta their lemons. Definitely recommended if you can put up with a cassette tape. –Vincent Battilana (Self-released, myspace.com/nomusnyc)


NOJONS, THE:
Unnatural Selections: Cassette
Apparently, this tape is limited to something like ten copies, which is a shame, because this tape rules. However, I’m pretty sure it’s a collection of old records, so, either way, you should track it down. Poppy punk that I don’t know if I’d label straight-up pop punk (though there’s a few songs like “My Philly Girl”), that reminds me of the Dead Milkmen and Scared Of Chaka at times. They also manage to accomplish the feat of having a ton of songs that don’t sound exactly alike, yet are still similar enough that it doesn’t make me bored after a while. I recommend the heck out of this band. –Joe Evans III (Self-Released)


NOISE ATTACK / INOCULATORS:
Split : 7”
Here’s a hot little slab of punk rock goodness. Kicking off the single is Noise Attack: straight-up mid-tempo punk rock with shout back backups, raspy vocals, and socially aware lyrics. Angry and urgent is where it’s at! Inoculators are a little bit faster and gruffer, but every bit as pissed off. These songs are so catchy but not poppy. In that respect, I’m reminded of Rebel Spell a bit. I really, really like both bands on here and will be searching out more. Now a note on the single itself. It’s fuckin’ beautiful! The cover art is stellar, all in red, black, and white. It matches nicely with the red and black spattered wax inside. I really appreciate it when a band puts together a nice package to go along with their ripping tunes. –Ty Stranglehold (myspace.com/noiseattack myspace.com/inoculators)


NO SLOGAN:
Killed by Gentrification: 7” EP
Jeez, this band just gets exponentially better with each release. “Let’s Kill,” a nice ’n’ tight thrasher, is the standout and the rest follow close behind. Crucial stuff. –Jimmy Alvarado (desobediencia2000@yahoo.com)


NOISE EMISSION CONTROL:
Self-titled: CD-R
Loud, unruly rock stuff with lyrics that sound like they’re mostly in French, which would make sense, considering that’s where the band calls home. Not quite as unhinged as some of the stuff their Scandinavian neighbors were cranking out earlier in the decade, but they are quite adept at raising their own ruckus. –Jimmy Alvarado (www.myspace.com/noiseemissioncontrol)


NOISE ATTACK / INOCULATORS:
Split: 7”
If you can still stomach the Give em the Boot comps, then there’s room in your life for this 7”. For everyone else, let’s just pretend like this never happened. Bad punk clichés all over the place here, from the sexy nurse on the cover and the bombs on the back, to the walking bass lines and pick slides. A waste of a lovely piece of red and black splattered vinyl. –Jeff (Self-released)


NO SLOGAN:
Aversion Therapy: LP
Please allow me a moment a full-on fan-geek moment here, ‘cause truth be told, I saved listening to this until dead last. I didn’t do this because I was afraid it was gonna suck, but because I knew it was gonna be something truly special, and I was sure I was gonna need something to end things on an up note after some of the heinous stuff that was buried in the selections I strapped myself with this review cycle. This is one of my favorite bands currently making the rounds, but I was not remotely prepared for how good it was actually is. Dig catchy, no-frills hardcore from a band with just enough melodic sense to cram crazy hooks into the tunes they’re flailing away on? You got ’em. Prefer a more Naked Raygun-esque mid-tempo attack with said hooks infused with just a little off-kilter influences to give ’em a little tweak? Check. Are you just looking for a 12” slab of hit-encrusted vinyl that recalls the best of ‘80s punk rock without being saddled with all the annoying nostalgia? There are eleven tracks of prime punk fodder here for the taking that will shut the yap of the noisiest “I miss when punk was punk” whiner on your block, boyo. I’ve been listening to these guys consistently up the ante from one EP to the next and figured they’d have a helluva time surpassing their Killed by Gentrification EP, but this, their first full-length, is hands down their best effort yet, one that deserves to be among the most treasured items in your record collection and played incessantly. Dunno how many copies are out there, but I suggest you buy in bulk as soon as you can ’cause this is destined to be considered a classic in no time. Fuck yeah, I’m gushing, and I dare you to listen to this and manage not to do the same. –Jimmy Alvarado (residuerecords@gmail.com)


NECKTIES MAKE ME NERVOUS:
(I’m the Captain and I’m Telling You) This Ship Is Fucked: 7”EP
This is a weird lament. Razorcake has a large, widespread family of over one hundred active contributors. I’m not saying this as a boast. And the reason that we work with many of our repeat contributors is that we find them talented and agreeable. DIY punk is, at most, three degrees of separation. Keith Rosson of Neckties Make Me Nervous is a longtime graphic designer for us. We met years back at a reading at Reading Frenzy in Portland, Oregon and have remained in contact ever since. So, it becomes harder and harder not to critically access projects that our contributors are involved with because, in almost every instance, they are active parts of the underground. With fewer and fewer outlets even reviewing DIY punk nowadays, it’d be kinda shitty/dumb to ignore the very people we intentionally associate the closest with. End preamble. Start review. This is my favorite Neckties Make Me Nervous release to date. They’ve got a smart duct tape and nagging cough sensibility to the songs; the playing’s tight and leaves distinct whip-like marks. My only issue, echoing a sentiment of Otis Redding, is that there’s “too many fuckin’ words.” I’m all for words. The Minutemen and Fucked Up use a lot of them. But, even especially with The Minutemen who didn’t use verse/chorus/verse, they had this sense of beginning/middle/end, and imbedded inside was a hook, a blasting refrain. I can conjure up the words, and sing along to “Bob Dylan wrote propaganda songs,” after not hearing that song for months. Although Neckties have smart, sympathetic, and relevant lyrics, I’m having a hard time remembering distinct, repeatable refrain from them. Maybe I just want a little bit more Tim Armstrong in the monitor and a little less Noam Chomsky on the teleprompter, but I still think this is a very good record. –Todd Taylor (Code Of Ethics)


NARSAAK:
Prašina: 7” EP
There is some definite Discharge influence in evidence here, but they manage to give enough spin to what they’re doing that they avoid sounding like yet another bullshit cover band. The stuff here’s stripped down (hell, some of the lyrics consist of no more than three words or so), driving, and catchy. –Jimmy Alvarado (www.thoughtcrimerecords.de)


MYSTERY GIRLS:
Incontinopia: CD
Mystery Girls are one of those rare bands that manage to take equal influence from the Velvet Underground, Stooges, and the Nuggets comp series and make it all sound fresh. The tunes are, for the most part, slam-banged and overdriven, but still delivered with enough skill and attention to each song’s potential dynamics to keep things devolving into a big assaultive, faceless mess. The more you listen, the better it gets. –Jimmy Alvarado (In the Red)


NO CHOICE:
Anaesthetize This!: CD
This is the latest release from a band that was part of the RiotCity stable of bands back in the early ‘80s, and a doozy it is. While the name of their former label might bring to mind the political thrash of bands like Vice Squad and noisemongers Disorder, what we have here is an entirely different beast. Though they do kick into overdrive when the mood arises, the music occasionally falls more in line with post-Hüsker bands like Leatherface, with fine use being made of dual guitars, horns, and the occasional quiet, even acoustic bit thrown in. The lyrics are intelligent, thought provoking, dense, and address direct resistance to the current social order with a sincerity that is too often non-existent in this era of punk-as-career-move. Most importantly, the songs are so passionately delivered and, frankly, so good, it’s hard to believe they’re staring into the face of their third decade as a band. Destined to be looked at as one of modern-era punk’s bright spot, virtually devoid of any pandering to what’s been, and focusing attention instead on what’s now in the hopes of affecting what may be to come. I respectfully tip my hat to ’em. –Jimmy Alvarado (No Idea)


NERVOUS TICS:
Stupid Little Heart: 7”
Three potent doses of catchy punky pop with some organ thrown in for some flash. –Jimmy Alvarado (No Front Teeth)


MY MIND :
Anvils Rising:
There are people out there who would like to enjoy a carbonated beverage, but they can’t handle the sugar, calories, and caffeine. For them, we have drinks like Diet Caffeine Free Coca-Cola. My Mind are basically the musical equivalent of this. They are a watered down, bland, fat-free version of bands like Hot Water Music and Avail. Maybe those bands, with their good songs and originality, are too much for you. If so, let me present My Mind. (Sorry fellas. I prefer my jams full-flavor.) –Todd Taylor (Satiated, myspace.com/satiatedrecords)


MUSTANG:
Hotmanvenom: CD
Welp, they get some much needed points for having someone in the band named “Todd of Thunder,” but most of said points are lost using their disc time to dish out what is essentially an updated version of the same ol’ stupid cock rock template (right down to one tune featuring a chorus of “I need your mammaries/I’m beggin’ please”) with none of the humors, irony, or wit of, say, the Mentors. –Jimmy Alvarado (Drunkenstar)


MUMIY TROLL:
Comrade Ambassador: CD
Quirky, catchy Russian rock music. –Jimmy Alvarado (wwwmumiytroll.com)


MOVIE STAR JUNKIES:
Melville: CD
Think early Gun Club chillin’ with Jay Reatard at a screening of Once Upon a Time in the West and you’re halfway here. –Jimmy Alvarado (www.voodoorhythm.com)


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