"Years in the making, this record displays a style of hardcore that has moved from the raw and primal angst of earlier records to a new level of structure and musicianship without losing any of its power or urgency. Furious catchy riffs, sick leads, ill breaks, critical beats, back up Saira’s introspective, and sometimes inspirational, lyrics yet coarse delivery. A lot of bands today hide their lack of chops behind a wall or reverb and distortion, Question employs driving hardcore with solid riffs eschewing this sleight of hand. Some of the structure reminds me of Totalitar, but unlike a lot of bands these days you can’t say this record “sounds just like…” some other popular or legendary band. For those who wish to rage in hell". -(Felix Havoc) Fashionable Idiots Records. Learn More
S/T is the incurably bleak and sinister awakening and introduction to the world of Boston’s newest heavy music titan WORMWOOD.
In 2005, band members Chris Pupecki and Chris Bevilacqua were 1/2 of the progenitors of Black Thunder, the debut album from Northeast perennials DOOMRIDERS. Pupecki played guitars and Bevilacqua handled drums. Nine years later, the duo have come back together to unleash a sound and a vision much, much farther out on the plains of annihilation than either had gone prior.
Recorded 100% analog by Alex Garcia, you will simply not be hearing the sounds of S/T on Apple commercials, in romantic comedies, or overhead while walking through the mall. Song titles and lyrics like “Hollow Black Eyes” and “I’d Rather Die” obviously convey a very specific worldview and outlook. The sonic attack is harsh, the vocals are unapologetically negative, and it’s all destructively perfect as the needle digs in across the vinyl expanse of this stunning debut.
In the straight world, “wormwood” often describes a state (or even source, when describing the woody shrub of the same name) of bitterness and grief. In the metal underground, and with the release of S/T, the concept is about to be cemented many times over.
Time will mend our bones but never heal our souls. *RED VINYL! Learn More
Malady's sole LP is a unique release, simultaneously embracing and disregarding the abrasive sounds the five members first gained notoriety for as founders of pg.99 and City of Caterpillar.
Originally released in the mid-00's, this self-titled album looks even further to the members' roots of grunge, alternative and punk rock music. These styles' straightforward nature mutated with the chaotic sounds of emotional hardcore blend into an unparalleled sound.
Available for the first time in over a dozen years, Malady's only album is available again in an edition of just 300 copies, comes on color vinyl and includes a high quality digital download.
Here is the original description of the album:
The hardcore punk scene suffered two great losses when CITY OF CATERPILLAR and PG. 99 both dissolved in 2003. Fortunately for the rest of us, members of these two bands have come together to form MALADY.
Remarkably, MALADY has inherited the intensity of the two aforementioned bands, but has also created a brand new sound and approach to songwriting. Jeff Kane continues where he left off in CITY OF CATERPILLAR and weaves a tapestry of dark and epic melodies, which perfectly compliment ex-PG. 99 vocalist Chris Taylor's singing. Listeners will immediately recognize echoes of indie stalwarts PARTY OF HELICOPTERS or San Diego legends THREE MILE PILOT.
MALADY's debut is sure to please fans of both CITY OF CATERPILLAR and PG. 99, as well as attract new enthusiasts who will appreciate a more diverse approach to hardcore punk. There is no question that MALADY will raise eyebrows and delight eardrums.
Released September 7, 2004
Recorded at Inner Ear and Coseymo Studios, April-May 2004.
Engineered by Don Zientara, Jeff Kane and Jason Caddell.
Mastered at West West Side by Alan Douches.
Originally pressed by Level Plane Records
Malady: Chris Taylor, Jeff Kane, Johnny Ward, Jonathan Moore, Kevin Longendyke. Limited to 300 copies, comes on Opaque Green Vinyl with Brown Splatter. High Quality Digital Download included.
(*Sold out from label, get em here!) Learn More
It's like if devo, the spits, the dickies, zero boys, early kbd, and the misfits all sucked. Minneapolis, MN. Fashionable Idiots Records. "Out of the ashes of Brain Tumors comes the Dummies, the Citric ones. Jerky punk guitar driven calamitous tunes with hyper yet clear and tuneful vocals hurling toilet lyrics and an attitude that is also of-the-toilet. Its an album! An album whose grooves are densely packed with the sounds of angry nerds propelling their rotten attitudes down deep into the basement. The punk basement. This does not sound like Devo or Sheer Mag. Buy and fry."
- Steven Peffer/Hausfrau Record Shop Learn More
"Cincinnati, Ohio's Vacation formed in 2009 as a trio, quickly putting out a slew of tapes, singles, and LPs on various DIY labels, while spreading their infectious pop-inspired punk through shows around their native Midwest and tours throughout the rest of the country.
Since then, the group has expanded into a four-piece rock outfit and continued relentless touring, with appearances on bigger stages -- opening for The Breeders, Screaming Females, The Black Lips, etc; while maintaining impressive fecundity at home in the studio.
The band released a two-part record in 2016 -- a miscellaneous collection of basement punk ephemera titled Southern Grass: The Continuation of Rock n' Roll. By the time of it's release on Recess Records in July, the group had already snuck into the studio to produce another piece, titled Mouth Sounds #2699.
Engineered by John Curley from The Afghan Whigs at the Ultrasuede Studio in Cincinnati (RIP), the record finds the band at it's most titanic -- with cranked guitars and billowing snare hits as the only constant in an otherwise heterogenous record in terms of songwriting.
The band experiments with some territory previously untouched, with tracks like "Action Road" and "Epileptic Soul" displaying the groups rootsy Petty-esque leanings, and the psychedelic and motorik "Born on a Base" showing the band drawing influence from the likes of Neu/La Dusseldorf. It's a record not short of attitude however -- with blazing tracks like "Broken or Breaking", "Salmonella Candles", and "Taking Out the Trash" offering the groups typical tongue-in-cheek lyrics over catchy punk tunes. As a whole, the record sounds like a group ready for the stadium, if they can only avoid the Miller Lite long enough to get there."- Punk Rock Theory (Download Included) Learn More
Random, mixed color vinyl.
CHARACTER ACTOR (Jeff Schroeck - Vocals/Guitar; Evan Kiel – Bass; Brian Gorsegner – Drums) is the result of three old friends living in close proximity and entering fatherhood within a relatively short span of time. With Jeff’s and Brian’s bands (The Ergs!, Night Birds, Black Wine) in varying stages of hibernation, the two shared a much needed weekly escape to the garage to write some loud, fuzzy pop songs. Evan joined on bass, and the quintessential dad-rock project was born. Soon after, the band recorded, this, their 4-song debut, a 4 song EP. Learn More
On their debut LP, Why Trains Crash, The Pretty Flowers continue in the tradition of bands like Superchunk who blurred the lines between punk and indie rock. While theband is too “indie” for studded belt crowd and a bit too gritty for the average indie rocker, they’ll be a welcome respite for those who have little use for the boxes genres can create.
A crunch ‘n punch snarl of guitar-frothed heaven as barbed and biting as it is moody and melancholic, Why Trains Crash bursts out of the gate with lead single “Cream of Canvas,” a song that sneers, smirks, and sighs its way through the entirety of The Pretty Flowers’ sonic palette. Featuring four minutes of razor-wire guitars winding through rollercoaster rhythms while candied harmonies rub shoulders and bump hips with lyricism by turns wistful and sardonic, “Cream of Canvas” is The Pretty Flowerscondensed to their floor-stomping essence.
A union of current and former members of The Henry Clay People, The Breakups, Jungle Jungle, and Shirley Rolls, THE PRETTY FLOWERS are a Rubik’s Cube of L.A. indie staples: Noah Green (guitar/ vocals), Sam Tiger (bass), Jake Gideon (guitar/ producer), and Sean Johnson (drums). Dubbed “a true treasure of Los Angeles” by Razorcake. Learn More
Neighborhood Brats return with their second full length record, and let’s just start by saying it’s a scorcher. The band plays a brand of punk that, had they existed in 1977, would have been right at home on Dangerhouse Records alongside The Bags and The Avengers. That said, “Claw Marks” might just be the first Neighborhood Brats records that truly captures and urgency and energy of the band’s chaotic live show. The record finds the band at the top of their game in terms of songwriting, musicianship, and lyricism. So much so that lead singer Jenny Angelillo says that there are several songs on the album that could easily be her epitaph.
“Claw Marks” is an upbeat but beaten down soundtrack to the dystopian nightmare we find ourselves living in. When the band sings “It’s time to check out/We’re being left out” it sounds like a mantra for our time, while the album closes with Jenny singing “Dance with me/Bones, blood, And teeth/Dance with me/Into the Void” over a reverb drenched guitar line provided by the band’s other core member, George Rager, that sounds like it was lifted out of some post-apocalyptic western. It’s all so fucking perfect. Learn More
Brand new 12” record from Japan’s best (and most prolific) power-pop punks! Your Pest Band deliver 6 new songs of lo-fi garage punk that sounds like The Zombies jamming with The Clash. The amount of territory covered in this 12” is pretty amazing for being a mere 6 songs: from the vocal-shredding punk, to rocksteady, to laid back and melancholy garage rock. This is a split release with Snuffy Smiles Records in Japan. The band will be supporting the record with a US tour in early 2019.
On marble brown vinyl! Learn More
Some mornings nothing seems to go right. Get out of bed, trip over and break your nose. Get in the shower, the ceiling falls in. Make some toast, accidentally set the house ablaze and watch as all your possessions melt and crumble to rubble, dust and ash. And all before 9am.
The bus that takes you to the job you hate will probably probably late too.
But powerpop was invented for days like this - when all you want is simple (don’t call it ‘dumb’), effortless (don’t call it obvious) joy made by loud guitars and raw-throated voices singing songs of love and heartbreak, shot through with sunshine and melody that’ll make you wanna throw a match in a firework factory and dance as everything explodes around you. Sound good? The Whiffs have got your back. Eight songs from Kansas City that recall Teenage Fanclub, The Rubinoos, The Undertones, The Shoes and The Pointed Sticks throwing their keys in a bowl and emerging with each other’s best songs. From the sodastream punk of Baby Tonight via the nagging rock’n’roll of She Lies to the gauchely lovelorn thrillride of Backseat, these songs tug at the heartstrings while pumping your endorphins via the most scintillatingly scrappy pop this side of The #1s. Guaranteed to make your day better, to the power of infinity. Music to fall in love to – immediately after downing a bottle of cheap whisky, pogoing the length of the bar and being sick all down your shirt. Take a whiff indeed." Originally released on cassette by High Dive Records. Remastered for vinyl by North London Bomb Factory Mastering. 200 on Black vinyl. [UK import from Drunken Sailor] Learn More