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LOCUST, THE:
Self-titled: little CDEP
This is a re-press of a Locust 7” from 1997. If you’re new to the Locust, imagine a Spanish Inquisition of sound, Cliff’s Notes version. They make me think of Anal Cunt, and then they make me wonder – after they’ve compressed so much, truncated, blown up, eviscerated, and plumped so much music into such a short, scream-heavy space – what’s next? Will they break the rubber band? Will it be Rick Wakeman territory? Prancing unicorns and mystical soundscapes made from the intestines of rainbows? Do they find a new sort of warp drive that makes fast seem slow? (Listen to the first wave of punk. Chuck Berry pretty much strafed the shit out of most of the “blistering” bands, but it made some nice PR.) This is solid, dividing stuff that helped build the Locust’s well-deserved reputation, both good and bad. –Todd Taylor (GSL)


LIPSTICK PICKUPS:
Better Than You b/w Make Your Bed: 7"
Super bubblegummy garage pop fronted by females with squeaky voices. Part of me wants to say that it sounds kind of like the Muffs if the Muffs were influenced by Scared of Chaka instead of the Bangles and Kiss. That sounds like a pretty neat alternate universe, and this is a pretty neat record –Josh (Kapow)


LIFE IS BONKERS:
Self-titled: CD-R
Quirky, new wavy punk from a two-man band. The songs are funny and more accomplished musically than one would expect from a two-man band. The “hidden” cover of “Anarchy in the UK” was good for a laugh. –Jimmy Alvarado ()


LIBERTY:
Outlaw Hooligans: CD-R
Casualties-Xeroxed street punker stuff. Should fit in nicely with the leather-and-bristle “think for yourself” clones. Includes a cover of “Louie Louie.” Now there’s a song that’s never been covered by a punk band before.  –Jimmy Alvarado (pinheadpunk85@cs.com)


LESS:
Cover, Protective, Individual: CD
What I would imagine Tool sounding like if they only used acoustic guitar and percussion. –Donofthedead (Firecode, no friggin’ address)


LEATHERFACE:
Dog Disco: CD
Goosebumps. Leatherface’s Mush is a masterpiece. One of the top ten punk records ever recorded. Listening to it is one experience. Listening to it and reading along to the lyrics: goosebumps. I can’t think of another band that combines torn literacy, drenched passion, spilled pints, and stained carpets together so well in songs. Leatherface is sneaky, too. I know barely one of their rabid fans that dug them on the first couple of listens. This isn’t the musical equivalent to pornography – not everything’s lit up like neon with the tasty bits readily exposed for consumption. It’s careful listening to Frankie Norman Warsaw Stubb’s ragged and burlap voice, which sounds a lot like Lemmy Kilmister’s. It’s realizing that the bass and guitar, although they’re playing the exact same song, aren’t. They’re in near-constant counterpoint. Interlocked, sure, but always stalking, revolving, and shimmering around one another. It’s hearing a drummer never stop, never get too loose, never get lazy, never showboat. I like it how when I read along to Leatherface, the world seems as containable as a small yellow chair or as massive and mysterious as the sea floor of a high and mighty ocean. Dog Disco’s different from their latest, Horsebox. It’s more content. The wanderer has found some solace, partnership, and stability. It’s also more from the chest – growled and mouthed instead of yelled and rupturing. I’m not talking a toothless mellowing, but an unqualified grace, the vitality of being fully aware of your situation, and exploring the good bits that have come your way. As of this writing, I’ve listened to this over fifty times, and, with all Leatherface, it gets better with each spin, releasing its power slowly. Unqualified recommendation. –Todd Taylor (BYO)


KITE-EATING TREE, THE:
Method: Fail, Repeat...: CD
In the interest of full disclosure, this is the second copy of this disc that arrived in the mail. I wish I could listen to both of them at the same time. This reminds me of everything I liked about Jawbox (soaring vocals, ringing chords, melodies) with none of the boring shit that I hated (the apparent inability to sustain any of the things I liked for more than a few seconds or measures), everything that’s great about No Knife and, in general, everything that’s awesome and ruling about post-core with a tumbler filled with 190-proof rock and roll thrown in for good measure. I’m sure there are tremendously subtle things about this record but, quite frankly, there’s simply too much rock here to go searching for subtlety on the first, second or even twentieth listens. Primarily for fans of angular, muscular guitar rock bands. –Puckett (Cowboy Versus Sailor)


LAST VEGAS, THE:
Lick ‘Em and Leave ‘Em: CD
Whoo, good thing it’s the last one. When they just sit down and shut up and smoke their crack and play their Molly Hatchet/Van Halen “Hot For Teacher” riffs, i guess things aren’t really a complete and utter embarrassment for all parties concerned; when the lyrics kick in – “you wauwna love mashaaaayn, you wauwna be obsaaayyne” etc. – this condition no longer holds. It’s pretty fucking sad when grown adults can’t think of a better album title than this. P.S. Tell your graphic designer to stop wasting his time designing your CD covers and to get behind the drums, because America needs a new (mumble mumble mumble) band album now more than ever! BEST SONG: “I Got What You Need” – i like how they manage to sound like they’re ripping off “Heartbreaker” by Led Zeppelin AND the Donnas AND the first Mötley Crüe album simultaneously. It’s me art! WORST SONG TITLE: “You Want To Know How To Love Me” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT:“No matter how pretty she is, somebody, somewhere, is sick of her shit” – Spanish Tony. –Rev. Norb (Get Hip)


KYLESA:
No Ending/A 110 Degree Heat Index: 7"
Extremely depressing blend of progressive, virtuoso math metal mixed with a dirge of punk energy. From the ashes of Damad, this band continues on with a bombastic din of white noise that makes you clench your teeth to point of cracking. Not for the timid or meek. When happy just won’t do. This is a perfect accessory to one’s overabundant rage or dislike with life. The riffs are heavy and intricate. The layers accent the mood. Bass tones are on the low end to deliver a pounding to drive the feeling of helplessness. Great stuff. Collector nerd features include Pushead artwork, title of band in gold leaf, and colored vinyl (for mailorder only). My copy came on purple vinyl swirled with white. Pusfan.com also put out a double 7” version with a different cover, Pushead signature, beige vinyl with white swirls, and two extra tracks that I bought. –Donofthedead (Prank)


KRUNCHIES, THE:
Interrobang: 7" EP
It’s not to far off to think of Criminal IQ Records as building a house in the Dangerhouse, early Posh Boy, early Frontier subdivision of music. They haven’t yet released anything’s that’s bad, it’s stylistically all in the same ballpark, but their bands are definitely not retreaded radials of one another. The Krunchies are no exception – dual male/female vocals – the lady is an acquired voice (I like it), almost like if you put a microphone up to a fuzzy, baby chick (as in just-born chicken), amplified its voice, and made it angry – and couple it with spastic bass lines and guitar work that sounds like it’s hooked up to a food processor (serrate, chop, blend, gallop). The music behind the vocals reminds me of the debut Red Cross EP mixed with early Plugz, if that’s any help. I can’t say anything bad about ‘em. Rock solid EP. Look forward to more. –Todd Taylor (Criminal IQ)


KIWI:
Self-titled: CD
Awful kid songs-type stuff in really nice packaging – hand sewn pouches. Mine has a cowboy on a bronco. –Megan Pants (Burnitdownrebuild)


KILLER DREAMER:
Self-titled: CD
Easily the best album this time around. San Pedro’s premier action-rock band is part Fleshies-meets-Toys That Kill, part zombie, and a large part of their own creation, which adds up to a ripping record. Members of Lipstick Pickups, Jag Offs, Four Letter Words, and Cup of Beans join forces here. One member had a song, “Bike Burner,” written about him. Another one rubs condiments on his crotch. The third one crapped himself at an Andrew W.K. show. The last one shared a jug of wine with me and was puking in his bed before the night was through. I love these boys. –Megan Pants (Kapow)


KILLER DREAMER:
Survival Guns b/w Pterodactyl: 7"
This band has these weird guitar hooks that really draw me in and make me pay attention to the songs, like they’ve listened to their share of Grumpies records, but instead of hiding those hooks behind fuzzed-out punk rock, they duct tape them to some Fleshies-style trainwrecking rock and roll. They also whoop ass real good. –Josh (Kapow)


KILOWATTHOURS/ THE RUM DIARY:
Split: CD
Either your pet just died in the alley or you’re trying to score with a girl you picked up at Orange Julius. In either case, you’d do better than these college radio retread bands.  –Speedway Randy (Springman/Substandard)


KILLER SQUIRREL:
Self-released (And Loving It): CD
Says it was recorded in someone’s apartment, and it sounds like it. Rudimentary punk rock with subdued execution and leftist lyrics. While I could get behind the sentiment, the delivery left me cold. –Jimmy Alvarado (Operation Phoenix)


KIDNAPPERS, THE:
Self-titled: 7" EP
I have yet to meet a Zaxxon Virile Action release I haven’t dug, and this is no exception. The A-side, “Spanish Girls,” has this great “Inflammable”-era SLF meets the mods thing goin’ for it that just makes it immediate crucial listening. The other two tunes on this are more in the garage-informed punk vein you expect from bands on this label, which are no less good, but up against some tough competition when put up against that stunner on the other side. Let’s pray to the god of rock’n’roll that these kids manage to squeeze out an LP before inevitably throwing in the towel, as all good bands do. –Jimmy Alvarado (www.zaxxonvirileaction.com)


KICKZ, THE:
“One Day” b/w “Don’t Ask Why”: 7"
I saw these seventeen-year-olds in Austin and something didn’t sit quite right with me. I have a lot of quirks when it comes to see a band play live, and if there’s not a good reason for a band member to not have shoes on (like a broken foot), no matter what comes out of the speakers, I think to myself, “Hippie, put some shoes on” unless I’m thoroughly convinced otherwise (as I was with Dan Yemin of Kid Dynamite). Without the visual hurdles to retard me, I’m digging the single. Gone is the wanking and noodling of kids learning to play their instruments better but not knowing when to stop. (Steve Diggle rules. Stevie Vai sucks.) “One Day” is full of youthful enthusiasm, tried and true melodies from the first wave of melodic English punk (Stiff Little Fingers wouldn’t be too far off), and a sharpshooter of a recording. The b-side is a toe-tapping Replacements cover. Reigned in, I like these guys quite a bit. –Todd Taylor (Mortville)


KAAOS:
Ristiinnaulittu Kaaos: LP
I don’t know if it’s all that snow or what, but the Scandinavians have got the market cornered in the western hemisphere when it comes to consistently amazing hardcore releases. Twenty-plus years and, as evidenced by bands like Krigshot and Rajoitus, most countries still can’t come close to matching the chaotic bliss that comes outta the frostbitten European north. Don’t believe me? Pop this puppy, a reissue of a classic from 1984, onto the turntable, crank up the volume and prepare to have your ears gouged by some of the best noise ever associated with the word “punk.” This record is rife with fjordcore fury, as punishing as it was two decades ago and, as if the original tracks weren’t enough, three additional tracks have been tacked on to up the ante. Give this bad boy a place of reverence in your collection, sandwiched between tattered Terveet Kadet, Rattus, and Riisteyt releases, and just wish you were in a band that friggin’ good. –Jimmy Alvarado (Havoc)


JUCIFER:
War Bird: CD
Dirgy stoner rock with pretty female vocals. Different, but not exactly something I’d rush to play again. –Jimmy Alvarado (Velocette)


KA-KNIVES, THE:
“Weasel” b/w “Dear Dad”: 7"
In the spirit of Supercharger and the Oblivians, the equation’s as predictable as it is effective. Take low-fi, kick some dirt on it, record it through a boom box (or whatever sounds like one), and kick it in the nads a couple more times, so you don’t know if it’s limping or staggering. If you did it right, it’s the audio equivalent to duct-taped instruments, fractured cymbals, and microphones with cracked cords. Here are two covers: one by Joe and the Furies, and one by Chuck Berry. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it. On drums and vocals is Matt of the dearly missed Jewws (of which the Ka-Knives are a reasonable outreach from) and Junior Varsity (which this is pretty far afield from). –Todd Taylor (Lance Rock)


JOHN HOLMES:
Everything Went Blacker: CD
New York thug metal bites, even if the band in question hails from England. Press material says they’ve toured with Poison Idea and it’s too bad they learned nothing from the experience. Look kids, you wanna up the brutality level? Forget all this thick-necked metal crap and take these three words to heart: PICK YOUR KING. With that template you can’t go wrong and you’re guaranteed to put the fear of god into anyone that crosses your path.  –Jimmy Alvarado (Household Name)


JOE COFFEE:
Bright as the Stars We’re Under: CD
Not too interesting metal/rock with a gruff singer. –Jimmy Alvarado (Street Anthem)


JESUS AND THE DEVIL:
Destructive Music Resists the Oncoming Light: CD
Reminiscent of early ‘90s indie rock and the sound is different compared to most bands out now, but that doesn’t make this unique. It falls back on being too rhythmic with the guitar work, something that very few bands can really get away with. I would rather listen to Sebadoh. –Wanda Sprag –Guest Contributor (Fudge Sickill)


JERRY SPIDER GANG:
Exile on Mainstream: CD
Like every other punk rock aficionado stuck to this planet in the year 2004, I’m up to the cut of my jib with Hellacopters-styled poonk rawk bands, what with all their sideburns and greasy t-shirts and their Lemmy Kilmister school-boy crushes. Not to mention their unabashed arena rock bravado that seems, from at least one angle, to fly stupidly straight into the face of conventional punk rock decorum. And let’s be honest: we’ve paid dearly for what probably began as a nordically honest fusion of some of the best aspects of metal and punk. Vapid party-line-toting bands like Gluecifer and the Retardos now seem like mere mediocrities compared to MTV darlings now arriving on the scene, such as Jet and the Strokes. But despite all this baggage I’m carrying around with me regarding these Hella-copy cats, Jerry Spider Gang somehow manages to not invoke my utter contempt. Sure, they’re at least six or seven years late, but what the fuck? They don’t sound like they’re faking it and, though they sometimes come perilously close, they don’t strangle each song to death with never-ending xmas light strings of wah-pedal guitar solos. Plus, it’s pretty catchy. I’ll probably be sick of it by next week, but for now I think it’s pretty good. –aphid (Lollipop)


JET BOYS, THE:
Jet Patrol!!: CD
It’s hard not to compare Japanese rock and roll bands to Teengenerate, the band that pretty much set the standard that has yet to be touched. The Jet Boys aren’t nearly as trashy, but the sound is there. They also have a bit more of a hard rock-type of sound, not in a Van Halen way, but more like Bloodbrothers by the Dictators kind of way. It’s somewhere between the classic rock-isms of Electric Eel Shock and the fuzzed-out trash rock of Guitar Wolf, and that’s a good sign that it’s pretty rippin’. Not for the weak of heart. –Josh (Pictus, no address written in English)


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