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The Bell Ringer: Live at the Shot-Out Eye: CD
Phil Shoenfelt is a goth rock journeyman who led ‘80s band Khmer Rouge. This is a career-spanning set, live at his favorite pub in Prague. Fourteen tracks of dark and sinister rock, including two Iggy Pop covers.  –CT Terry (philshoenfelt.de)

About Fucking Time: CD
The label that this band is on sent in several CDs this time around. Like its counterparts, this Phillip Of Nazareth CD has some awesome, eye-catching packaging that I love. Whoever is behind this label has definitely got the whole screen-printing thing down. Anyway, this band plays punk rock with alternately rebellious and goofy themes; the kind of stuff that Fat Records got us used to in the ‘90s and early ‘00s. I think I’ve outgrown all that already, but I bet I would have thought it was cool six or seven years ago. –Lauren Trout (The Automaton Records Media Conglomerate, myspace.com/thearmc)

Split: CD
Man, where do I start on this one? Okay, remember the first Terminator movie? At the very beginning—where there’s this insanely desolate, ruined, metal-scarred wasteland, with various robots patrolling the ground while weird flying machines skim across the sky? Okay. This is the record those robots would be jamming on to get pumped up before going out to seriously shrapnel some human ass. There are fifteen tracks, and I’m pretty convinced the whole album could’ve easily fit on a 7”, if that gives you a little peek into the inner workings of this record. Skrupel’s from Germany and they just get in, sever a limb or two, and jet. The song “Human Freakout” consists of the lyrical jewels, “Feeling so fashionably freaky / Is that all that matters in your worthless life / You deserve to suffer.” That’s the song right there. Phobia’s best? I’m torn between “Death To Pigs”: “Death to pigs with severed heads.” (But guys, aren’t they already dead? If their heads are severed, I mean? Or did you mean to put a comma between ‘pigs’ and ‘with’? Or do you even know?) or “Macho Man In Denile”: “Your a fucking homophobe / And that I despite / You really want to take it up the ass / And that’s alright.” Atrocious spelling/grammatical errors aside, I find it stunning that Skrupel’s English-is-probably-a-second-language lyrics are on par, if not more articulate, than Phobia’s, who are from California. Still, Phobia fares slightly better because they’ve got the “Ruuuh-ruuh-RUUUUUH!” deep-voiced dude, but they’ve also got a high-pitched guy who sings like a Fraggle getting a sans-anesthesia colonoscopy, which is always nice to hear. The whole album’s pretty much one big blast beat with a few slower parts tossed in. Yet another shining example of bands who have the balls to put emaciated corpses and nuclear explosions on their record and then don’t do jack shit, lyrically or otherwise, to back it up. But at least they’ve got tattoos, right? –keith (Crimes Against Humanity)

Silence: CD
Some unholy, unnerving amalgamation of pop punk, indie rock, and what sounds suspiciously like emo influences. Singer sounds like the vocalist from the old California band Capitol Punishment actually trying to sing, to which anyone who remembers that band can attest is not a good thing by any stretch. –jimmy (Passing Bells)

We Need to Make Some Changes: little CDEP
Early Johnny Cougar fronting The Church over a severely muted Hot Water Music. Hearts seem in the right place, but it’s too pretty and heart-on-sleeve-y for my tastes. “Rain gives me a reason to stay inside”? Yerks. I like lyrics, and music, more crucial and less mired in excuses and paralysis. The last song is completely acoustic and skirts way too close to emo for my CD player to continue operating.  –todd (Snuffy Smile)

These Days: CD
First off, this record label is called Newest Industry, which is a Hüsker Dü song. The Newest Industry logo is a spoof of the Hüsker Dü logo. So who does the Phoenix Foundation sound like? Gee, I wonder. The songs aren’t as good or nearly as diverse, but the basic ingredients are there. The songs don’t sound tired or boring at all even though they all go at about the same tempo, but for the most part, they’re another band that is right on the edge of being great. I have the same problem with Gunmoll: some of their songs are spot on, but they never quite explode all over the place. Hopefully, this isn’t the last we’ll hear from this band. –Not Josh –Guest Contributor (Newest Industry)

Split: 7"
A pair of rather generic indie rock bands together on the same split 7”. The most memorable thing about this record is that The Phoenix Foundation’s name is a sweet ‘80s pop culture reference (Macgyver). –Paul J. Comeau –Guest Contributor (Unsane Asylum)

Falling: CD
I yawned fourteen times listening to this CD. It’s not that these guys are horrible; they are just uninspiring. It’s roots rock melodious punk. Their label is from Finland, so maybe this is a new thing there, but I doubt it. I did enjoy a song or two that could’ve been a Lucero riff. I didn’t break out my guitar to check, but I have a feeling they use the same chord progressions on at least half the songs. The lyrics are nothing to gaze at with wonderment either. Mix things up a little; diversity is the spice of life. –Buttertooth (Combat Rock Industry)

Under the Covers: 7"
Side one is a Johnny Cash cover and side two is an Adam Ant cover. Both sound like they were recorded underwater. –jimmy (Transparent, 6759 Transparent Drive, Clarkston, MI 48346)

Da Me Tus Besos: EP
At first I thought these guys were from Europe, instead of San Francisco (ex-FM Knives, and Mothballs). There’s something about their sound that is a bit more free than how U.S. bands play it. Jangley garage pop that’s a tad raw and unrefined, and that’s where their sound has strength. The drums crash and rumble, the guitars go heryky jerky and a little chirpy, and the rhythms are catchy and even danceable. “Da Me Tus Besos” may be the A-side, but the two songs, “You,” and “3 In The Morning,” on the flip are more upbeat and driven. No complaints, really. You’re not going to lose with any of the songs on here. –Matt Average (Daggerman)

“Pretty Baby” b/w “Kill the Weekend”/”Boston Strangler”: 7"
Pop, pop, pop! This is some retro-sounding rock‘n’roll with lovelorn lyrics, sing-along-able choruses, and straight-ahead music to back it all up. I did a lot of happy bopping up and down as I listened to these three tracks. The record jacket features a bunch of girls in photobooth pictures, so originally I thought this was an all-girl band. It is not. But for me to get over that kind of disappointment, you know this has to have something going for it. Thumbs up all the way. –jennifer (Raw Deluxe)

Self-titled: CD
If the press one-sheet that came with this is any indication, these guys fancied themselves the U.K. answer to Blondie, which I reckon is not too far off the mark, if that’s the only reference they had available at the time. For my money, though, they sounded like the Brit counterpart to East L.A.’s The Brat, who in their prime were contemporaries of the Photos when they originally released this album. Both bands were much more streamlined, tighter, faster, and to the point in their pop, with more of the punk engine (the band’s core is the remnants of cult punk darlings Satan’s Rats) that got them going in evidence than Blondie had by that time. Although the pop can get a wee bit sticky-sweet in some places here, they’re really something when they put it in overdrive and just rock. –jimmy (www.cherryred.co.uk)

Songs of Fight and Failure: CD
Thunders worship with mixed results. –Jeff Proctor (myspace.com/phrasemongers)

Plethora: CD
Ranchero punk! Or maybe Norteño punk… possibly cumbia punk? I probably would have to ask my parents to be sure. Either way, this is awesome. Probably one of the best party albums I’ve heard in a long while. Also, this finally fulfills my longstanding wish of hearing a band do something like this, with the extra plus that it doesn’t suck. In fact, quite the opposite. Get a fast punk band, add an accordion, get them to do polkas (“Polka Time”) and some ballads (“Love Taco”) and a taste for Tex-Mex music, and you have this band. That sounds like a recipe for a novelty disaster, and in the hands of a lesser band it might be, but these guys pull it off. “Cantina” and “Campesino” are some rippers that could start off both a rowdy backyard BBQ full of either punk rockers or my extended family from New Mexico. The mix of good ol’ anarcho style Spanish and English lyrics in the mix on songs like “Suckcess” and “Maquilapolis” is a nice touch tambien. Also, the title of the album has to be a reference to Three Amigos and who didn’t like that movie? This gets thumbs up all around and my seal of approval. –Adrian (Saustex, saustexmedia.com)

Survival Times: 7” EP
Ten songs that come off as one long, angry rant. Last one is a thrash cover of the Crucifucks’ “Hinkley Had a Vision.” –jimmy (A389)

Let Me Show You How Democracy Works: LP
As mentioned in my Countdown To Oblivion review, Left For Dead was pivotal in my hardcore youth, as was Hamilton, Ontario’s Chokehold, both of which featured known troublemaker Jeff Beckman on guitar. A few years back, Beckman became somewhat infamous in the underground hardcore scene fronting the band Haymaker, whose live antics were more-often-than-not described as violent, dangerous, and totally furious. Pick Your Side is Beckman’s new-ish project, and with his very distinct “high growl” vocal style and fast, simple, brutal hardcore base, Haymaker comparisons are both inevitable and accurate. But I’m not complaining. Vicious hardcore with venomous lyrics that still seem so right out of Hamilton to me. That city just breeds rage, no doubt. –Dave Williams (A389 Recordings, a389records.com)

Let Me Show You How Democracy Works: LP
Thrash punk with all the trappings, from the political caricatures on the cover, to the photo collage of dudes drinking beer on the inside, to the sick breakdowns, to the misspelled political lyrics. Fun stuff, but didn’t quite pass the flip test, meaning that I was not motivated to turn it over and play side two. I bet if I saw these guys live, I’d have a blast getting beer all over me but, as it stands, I think I’d rather hang out with them than listen to their record. –CT Terry (A389, a389records.com)

Sex War: CD
I guess I’m not down with UK Punk ’82. I mean, I never got drunk with them, so I’m not among the ones they thank. They up the punk by writing songs about stuff like war and crap, then write about sex. In the same song. I know, I was floored, too. –megan (Cult Jam)

Sex War: CD
Picture Frame Seduction are a UK punk/oi band from the ‘80s. The album Sex War contains eleven new songs and nine bonus live tracks recorded at the UK Punk All-Dayer. The music is fast and hard, with quick drum beats and bass riffs that scream savage skill. “UK 82” is a catchy song that plucks at your musical bone with a fierce bass intro that leads into a classic skinhead sing-along circle pit song. Many songs discuss politics, with a heavy focus on the war and current U.S. politics, with song titles such as “Blair Bush Project” and a lot of album art of Bush and war. At times, the lyrics are elementary and not incredibly impressive like in the song, “Spit or Swallow” with lyrics like “Who should they follow/Spit or swallow” repeated multiple times in a long song. The live portion of the CD displays the band’s ferocious playing speed and ability to start a circle pit. Fans of UK punk, especially the Exploited and GBH, will most likely embrace this CD with open arms. –jenny (Cult Jam)

Skateboarding Down Merlins Hill with Penny Harry: CD
This is kind of a split disc where you have the “Old Guard” and the “Young Upstarts.” In this case, both bands are from Wales. Picture Frame Seduction kicks it off. They’ve been around since the ‘80s and you can tell in their UK82 “charged hair and bullet belt” style. In 2008 it’s still sounding good. True Sounds Of The Revolution are the teenage band here, but they definitely sound more experienced that that. Though they have the same style as PFS, there is a slightly more youthful urgency to their songs. They’re more raw. Both bands here are worth checking out. –ty (Cult Jam)

From Gutter with Love: CD
Discordant, disjoined noise. These songs try to have an expansive sweep, but wind up sounding like a mess of screamed and crooned vocals, mismatched instrumentation, and misguided attempts at swooning shoegaze—it’s a bit like combining the worst excesses of early 1990s indie bands with none of the melodies or artistic conceits that made any of them interesting. Rapidly shifting between styles really doesn’t make the music more dynamic or engaging—it just makes this album a stylistic, inconsistent, and incoherent mess. –scott (Absolutely Kosher)

All Ears, All Eyes, All the Time: CD
You know, I could say that this record makes “She’s Like the Wind” by Patrick Swayze sound like “Whole Lotta Rosie,” but I don’t think anybody who listens to this band has ever heard “Whole Lotta Rosie.” Thanks for the jewel case, though. –Josh (Side One Dummy)

Piedmont Charisma: CD
Sweet merciful Christ. Here’s the recipe: combine equal parts The Faint with annoying synth-poppers from the early 1980s – clone The Thompson Twins and Soft Cell to make sure the mix is right – then blend until smooth. Drink. Approximately fifteen minutes later, you will feel a pressure in your bowels and after rushing to the toilet to relieve yourself, you will find this record floating in the bowl. Do yourself a favor and flush without retrieving it.
–scott (Slave)

Greatest Hits: CS
Close your eyes. I want you to think back... back... alllllll the way back to that party at that one dude’s gross apartment. You remember him. He’d let all the kids come hang out at his place and probably even buy the beer so he wouldn’t feel so alone. A few beers in, you are feeling like pure magic. But one too many “pussy!”‘s in your direction and you give into the peer pressure. Remember specifically the first few breathes you took after the last fateful exhale of that Devil’s Lettuce. Think about how you sank down into that beer-soaked couch all warm and fuzzy. Stale cigarette smoke and BO in the air. Think hard, What is that music playing in the background? Can you hear it? Almost, right? Like it’s in a distant room? Rippling, fading in and out, unintelligible, like it’s in another language—the intensity of the music waxing and waning, super slow in the blink of an eye. Now close your eyes and smile. Sink just a little deeper into that romantical and oh-so-fragrant couch. Then it hits you all at once... yer gonna barf! The urgency! No time for a Plan B here. Take immediate action and everyone makes it out of this situation safely. There’s no wounded pride if no one sees you spew! This is the kind of wild ride you are in for if you give these French punkers a chance. These tracks are recorded over some years and range from drum machine to live drummer to just one dude fucking around in his bedroom. I don’t know what they are singing about, but I like it.  –Jackie Rusted (Frantic City, franticcity.bandcamp.com)

oolooloo: LP
Originally released in ‘95, oolooloo finally sees vinyl as part of The 3rd Wave Ska Preservation Society Vinyl Reissue Project. Funnily, while I’ve known all the songs on this album for just shy of twenty years, I’ve never owned the album ‘til now (most of them are on the live album, Strapped Live, which is the only album I ever held on to). In the late ‘90s I loved the Pietasters. Loved in the way that I only went to see Joe Strummer because they were opening. They got on stage and said they had the best job, playing for fourteen minutes before getting to watch Joe Strummer play. I almost left after their set. (I wasn’t that into the Mescaleros. A friend had seen the show the night before and Strummer threw in only one or two Clash songs.) I stayed and promptly had my ass handed to me as Strummer launched into almost a full set of Clash songs with tons of energy. Seriously one of my favorite show memories ever. As time passed, I listened to The Pietasters less and less. To be fully honest, I picked up the album because I wanted to support the project, but it’s gotten to be one of the most-played records since landing on my doorstep. It’s catchy as hell and it doesn’t take more than two seconds of “Girl Take It Easy” to pick up (pick it up, pick it up) my mood. They were one of the few ska bands at the time who seemed to have a sense of humor without being a shtick and just wanted to party. I appreciated it then, and hell, it’s 2012 and I’m not scared to admit I goddamn love this third wave ska record. –megan (Asbestos, asbestosrecords.wordpress.com / Underground Communique, undercomm.org)

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