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GRAVES BROTHERS DELUXE, THE:
Light: CD
For some weird reason this reminds me of listening to Screamin’ Jay Hawkins if he played in a rock project. But sometimes it gets weirder maybe due to a member participating in the Residents. A little too weird for my weird meter. –Donofthedead (Good Forks)


GRAVES BROTHERS, THE:
San Malo: CD
I gave this several runs through because I respect that they’re taking chances and don’t want to give it an unfair review. But the thing is, it doesn’t sound like it’s taking chances. It’s experimental alternative/post-punk that reminds me of bands like Camper Van Beethoven, Primus, Meat Puppets, and The Jesus Lizard. It’s jazzy, weird, and pretty creative but at the same time I can’t help but associate it with a time when there was new ground to break in the post-punk sound and this just sounds dated, like it came out of a time capsule. As much as they seem to be trying to make interesting and innovative music, it just sounds stuck in the late-eighties/early nineties to me. –Craven (no address)


GRAVESIDE ROCKERS, THE:
Hymns of Iniquity: CD
Psychobilly bands are filtering out of Ventura and Santa Barbara counties like the Lost Boys, usually hitting the mark, and the Graveside Rockers are no exception. But the tight musicianship and dark camaraderie are undermined by fictional lycan and fallen angels roaming the night, blood-stained ground, and a singer who unwittingly sounds a little like Biafra. –Jessica Thiringer (Self-released)


GRAVEYARD FIVE, THE:
“The Graveyard Theme” b/w “The Marble Orchard”: 7”
This is a double threat to me ‘cause these two songs are grave-stone cold and I love to pull records for the imaginary Halloween party that never seems to happen. You don’t have to be in an October state of mind to appreciate these late-night howls. “The Graveyard Theme” is a standard four/four instrumental, but the tinny, reverb-laden guitars and sliding bass line create a din that will keep you up with the bats. “The Marble Orchard” is about hangin’ in the graveyard. It’s a groover more than a mover, but if that’s your thing, it’s a must have. –Billups Allen (Lysergic Sound)


GRAVITAR:
Freedom’s Just Another Word for Never Getting Paid: CD
Imagine Flipper as a jam band. Wasn’t a pretty picture, was it? Neither was listening to this. –Jimmy Alvarado (Enterruption)


GRAVY TRAIN:
Hello Doctor: CD
Cool minimalist synth-rap-new-wave thingamabob, reminiscent of a less intense, female-driven Le Shok. Too bad the lyrics are so fucking pathetic. –Jimmy Alvarado (www.rapbitches.com)


GRAVY TRAIN!!!!:
Are You Wigglin’?: CD
Oakland’s raunch and roll here-ho’s, Gravy Train!!!!, lay down another disc of nasty and naughty party tunes with their second full-length release, Are You Wigglin’? Previous efforts gave us pop/rap sing-alongs about bouncing titties, turning people gay and hamburgers that fuck (don’t ask). More of the same with Are You Wigglin’?, but this half-boy/half-girl foursome toned it down just enough to make this release more fun/less shock. But not so much that you won’t be smirking when you’re shaking your ass to the sweet sounds of “Pussy Sauce.” Providing that you still weren’t sold, all this goodness is smothered in bitchin’ organs and totally catchy guitar riffs. –Kat Jetson (Kill Rock Stars)


GRAVY TRAIN!!!!:
Hello Doctor: CD
"You're missing out on hot-ass humps cuz I spread legs like anthrax, and Kenny G-type blowjobs cuz I play a mean skin sax." Now if this, dear reader, is your idea of a "hugetime," than Oakland, California's Gravy Train!!!! (with four exclamation points, please) is your ultimate raunch-attack party band. They are four ex-Catholics (ah!, that explains it) living out your nastiest sexual fantasies via a couple of thrift store Casio synths, a sixty dollar drum machine, and a whole lotta sing-along, naughty-words raps, that'll leave you hot, bothered and wet for more. There's a B-52's call and response element here, but Hunx (the dude) is far more flaming than Fred Schneider could ever hope to be, and the fly girls – Drunx, Funx and Chunx, well… they ain't no beehive-wearing, sweet-voiced betties. And that's fine by them. Gravy Train!!!! seem to revel in their perviness as witnessed by the two-minute blasts pumpin' and grindin' out your woofers and tweeters. "Don't blame me for being sick for dick, sometimes it's titties that I wanna lick," pouts Hunx on "Double Decker Supreme," a threesome song "'bout blowin' loads in a butt while loads are blown in mine." Mom must be proud. Without reprinting all of the lyrics here I doubt I could do their brilliance justice, so to achieve maximum listening pleasure, I suggest reading along while giving this a spin. And if you're tuning in for purely educational purposes, lift the tray card for a "How to Pussy Thrusts" lesson. (Complete with diagrams.) –Kat Jetson (Kill Rock Stars)


GRAYCEON:
Self-titled: CD
I’ll be up front about this. I don’t like twenty minute songs. I also don’t like twelve minute songs. And, come to think of it, I don’t generally appreciate eight minute songs, either. These ADD predilections cancel out three of the four tracks on this EP. I’m also not a big fan of the metal genre. My friend Lesley says that there are a lot of metal bands out there who have more in common with classical music that with what we’ve come to think of as metal. This is that sort of band. Adept players writing ambitious music but it is so not my kind of thing, I barely feel qualified to write this review. –Jennifer Whiteford (www.vendlus.com)


GRAZE, THE:
Iowa Anvil: CD
There are only so many indie rock songs featuring quavering, tremulous vocals that I can handle in rapid succession. As a rule of thumb, my limit is two. There are ten songs on this record. You do the math. –Puckett (J-Shirt)


GRAZE, THE:
Iowa Anvil: CD
There are only so many indie rock songs featuring quavering, tremulous vocals that I can handle in rapid succession. As a rule of thumb, my limit is two. There are ten songs on this record. You do the math. –Puckett (J-Shirt)


GREASE MONKEYS:
Grease Blast: CD
A decent mix of garage rock and punk'n'roll, but the vocals are so simultaneously dull and grating they fuck up the whole vibe and thus encouraging the listener to embed the disc into the nearest wall. If they're looking for a reaction, I would venture to say they got one, but I don't think it was quite what they were expecting. –Jimmy Alvarado (Bronx Cheer)


GREAT APES / KNOW YOUR SAINTS:
Split: 7”
Split single from two bands from California with both being punk, but different styles. Great Apes are a four piece from San Francisco who play punk with a more traditional sound and some nice gruff vocals on their two songs. Know Your Saints are a three piece from Oakland and their punk has more than a touch of alternative rock mixed in, kind of like bands from the ‘90s. Both are pretty good, but I think that Great Apes are the winners on this one for me. –Guest Contributor (say-10.com)


GREAT CLEARING OFF, THE:
Within This Inch, We Are Free: 7"

Although not crud, it's extremely predictable. The drummer stays in the pocket. And although it's fun to reduce and reuse, tell your guitarists it's not so compelling to recycle the same riffs over and over. The singer sounds like he's gurgling tacks or screaming traffic directions. The lyrics – although with their hearts in the right place – are banal, vague, and self-fulfilling prophesies. (i.e. "We cannot trade compliance for the brass rings that they sell." And "I know there's an enemy. I know I'm not fucking wrong.") You mean to say there's bad people out there? You mean they want us to buy what they sell? You mean they're not doing it for the good of humanity but for profit? Really? Really? I've never heard of that. Yeah, I'm making fun of you because the lyrical bar's been raised since MDC.

 

–Todd Taylor (Cheap Art)


GREAT CRUSADES, THE:
Damaged Goods: CD
Egads, a Springsteen clone! Make it go away! –Jimmy Alvarado (Checkered Past, 855 W. Roscoe, Chicago, IL 60657)


GREAT DISMAL SWAMIS, THE:
Self-titled: CD
This is a solid load of two- to three-minute punk’n’rollers from Virginia Beach. Debut album features good vocals and solid playing all around. “Death Mansions” is a mover. “Way Down” uses the big beat. “Loch Ness Lightning” uses the Chuck Berry riff. Check. Check. Check. –Billups Allen (thegreatdismalswamis.bandcamp.com)


GREAT DISMAL SWAMIS, THE:
Self-titled: 7” EP
Surfy, garagey, snotty, rocking awesomeness, from Norfolk, VA, that makes ya wanna shake it. Limited pressing of three hundred. By the time y’all read this, it will probably have sold out. I got mine. The rest of yous will have to hope for a second pressing. –Jackie Rusted (Fandango)


GREAT EXPLAINER, THE:
The Way Things Swell: 10”
Slow post-hardcore with constipated vocals. As if one Hot Water Music wasn’t more than enough. They put all four songs on one side of the record, which is a complete waste. If they put two on each side, the sound would be better. If they put these four songs on a 7”, they’d save precious resources. No lyric sheet. Toothpaste-colored vinyl. I’m not finding anything about this release that isn’t superfluous or cynical. –CT Terry (Chunksaah, chunksaah.com)


GREAT FRIEND OF MINE:
Desperate Songs: Cassette
A self-released, ten-track hot pink cassette full of screamo/artcore Floridians, accompanied by a handmade, zine-style booklet. Lyrics are like little poems or stories, not structured with verse, chorus, etc. Unfortunately, this is so outside my realm that I can’t give it the justice it likely deserves. –Jessica Thiringer (Self-released)


GREAT KAT, THE:
Possini’s Rape: CD
CD According to the press release, this is my cue to talk in character about how scared I am of Kat and how we must all bow before her or something. Hmm. I remember Kat (and feel free to use the Troy McClure voice here) from the ‘80s and the day of metal mags with names like Metal Maniacs and Metal this and Metal that and while it impresses me that she is still doing this, she hasn’t updated at all (I saw the Ex a few weeks ago, and they impressed me as much as they did when I saw them 10 years ago, but in different ways and for different reasons - they grew in that 10 years that went by). Let me set the picture. There are many pictures of Kat in the CD art. She wears leather bikinis and spikes and bullets. She is not unattractive in an ‘80s metal bikini girl poster way. She has big, long blonde hair, lots of “scary” makeup (which helps keep you guessing her age), every picture has her with her mouth open wide, showing all the teeth she can. I like Apocalyptica a lot. They are a four-piece piece cello act that does mostly Metallica covers, but a few others and a few originals. So they take speed metal and convert it to a classical hybrid. They do this with proper nods to both genres. It works, and I can imagine people who like either liking them. Kat is a novelty act. Of four songs on this CD, two are classical covers, including the William Tell Overture. The thing is, the William Tell Overture is already fast and manic, and so doing it fast and manic doesn’t do anything for me (as opposed to the Vandal’s punk/speed metal version of “Dance of the Sugarplum Fairies”). The two originals are interesting enough musically, but, well, um, ok, I am going to print some lyrics, and I swear, these are the lyrics. Really. “Lick my ass, you fucking piece of shit, slime, moron FAG! Swallow my vomit, Muther Fucker!” (capitals as originally printed) from “Sodomize” “Squeeze his DICK OFF SLIT HIS HAIRY ASS (capitals as originally printed) from “Castration” Quality stuff, huh? And those are random samples - they don’t get any more lyrical or mature. It’s almost as if she is looking to get the PMRC started again –rich (www.greatkat.com)


GREAT KAT, THE:
Possini: CD
According to the press release, this is my cue to talk in character about how scared I am of Kat and how we must all bow before her or something. Hmm. I remember Kat (and feel free to use the Troy McClure voice here) from the '80s and the day of metal mags with names like Metal Maniacs and Metal this and Metal that and while it impresses me that she is still doing this, she hasn’t updated at all (I saw the Ex a few weeks ago, and they impressed me as much as they did when I saw them 10 years ago, but in different ways and for different reasons - they grew in that 10 years that went by). Let me set the picture. There are many pictures of Kat in the CD art. She wears leather bikinis and spikes and bullets. She is not unattractive in an '80s metal bikini girl poster way. She has big, long blonde hair, lots of “scary” makeup (which helps keep you guessing her age), every picture has her with her mouth open wide, showing all the teeth she can. I like Apocalyptica a lot. They are a four-piece piece cello act that does mostly Metallica covers, but a few others and a few originals. So they take speed metal and convert it to a classical hybrid. They do this with proper nods to both genres. It works, and I can imagine people who like either liking them. Kat is a novelty act. Of four songs on this CD, two are classical covers, including the William Tell Overture. The thing is, the William Tell Overture is already fast and manic, and so doing it fast and manic doesn’t do anything for me (as opposed to the Vandal’s punk/speed metal version of “Dance of the Sugarplum Fairies”). The two originals are interesting enough musically, but, well, um, ok, I am going to print some lyrics, and I swear, these are the lyrics. Really. “Lick my ass, you fucking piece of shit, slime, moron FAG! Swallow my vomit, Muther Fucker!” (capitals as originally printed) from “Sodomize” “Squeeze his DICK OFF SLIT HIS HAIRY ASS (capitals as originally printed) from “Castration” Quality stuff, huh? And those are random samples - they don’t get any more lyrical or mature. It’s almost as if she is looking to get the PMRC started again. –rich (www.greatkat.com)


GREAT REDNECK HOPE:
‘splosion: CD
Full-on noisecore. Not my cup of tea, but the song titles (e.g., “Girl, Are You Down with Bacteria? And If So, Would You Like to See the Inside of Our Van?”) are brilliant. –Jimmy Alvarado (Thinker Thought)


GREAT REDNECK HOPE, THE:
Behold the Fuck Thunder: CD
Disparate musical styles linked by an inherent need to grrrriinnnnddd and crammed into less-than-a-minute blasts of noise. High points include "My Other Car is a Centaur" and "Call Me Old Fashioned, but I Think Trains Are Kick Ass." –Jimmy Alvarado (Thinker Thought)


GREAT REDNECK HOPE, THE:
Behold the Fuck Thunder: CD
While it’s more of the same as ‘Splosion!, more of the same from this band is simply fucking awesome. Sure, most of these songs are ridiculously short, but extending them would serve no purpose—much as early hardcore songs were extremely direct and frequently clocked in at the one-minute mark, TGRH simply gets the musical idea across and moves to the next song because there isn’t any practical reason to belabor the point. Again, TGRH’s wicked sense of humor is one of the focal points—song titles like “Let’s Fall in Love over AIM so We Can Fuck When We Meet at Cornerstone” do an outstanding job of revealing a skewed worldview while also neatly mocking pretty much everyone (with what seems to be more of a focus on religion this time out). Blistering technical riffs, throat-scorching screams—my girlfriend calls this sort of thing cat-fuck rock for a reason. –Puckett (Thinker Thought)


GREAT REDNECK HOPE, THE:
Behold the Fuck Thunder: CD
Disparate musical styles linked by an inherent need to grrrriinnnnddd and crammed into less-than-a-minute blasts of noise. High points include “My Other Car is a Centaur” and “Call Me Old Fashioned, but I Think Trains Are Kick Ass.” –Jimmy Alvarado (Thinker Thought)


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