Jun 27, 2016

IN SCHOOL Cement Fucker 7inch EP

     Ever wonder what it sounds like inside of a nest of yellow jackets when you take a chainsaw to it? Especially if the wasps living it are of the irritable sort (which they usually are) and return the attack in their own particular unrelenting way. They like to lay down a barrage of pain and are especially evil because they can sting more than once.
     This newest thing from NYC's In School is that sound. Hardcore that's subhuman and ooze crawling, it's basic instinct to swarm and assault. The bass rattle that opens "Bloodlust" blurps like it is about that to start a fire but it doesn't send out a warning that it's all about to burst in skin melting flames. The record's title track follows it and channels Rudimentary Peni gutting eels in the back of a garbage truck.
     Things to not let up on side two either. "You're Not That Dumb" metallic shrill is like a hundred rusty steak knifes hacking away at a steel girder with the determination of a violently obsessed surgeon and "Awakening" is grossly stained shard of a revelation that was not brought out to the surface to ease any worried minds.
thrillingliving.com

Jun 22, 2016

Old Tomorrow Monty's Golden Rye Ale

       Named after and collaborated with gold medal winning skeleton racer Jon Montgomery, Toronto brewery Old Tomorrow puts their own Canadian stamp on the aging beer with whiskey components game here.  
     This aged in Alberta rye whiskey oak brew has it own distinctions from the first sniff to the final sip. Freshly split wood vanilla and caramel take the lead roles in the aroma. The color is that of sun on the horizon topped buy a slightly bubbly head which, despite its smallness, hangs on tight for quite awhile.
     The brew itself is overall creamy in texture but not thick. A sweet malt is in the forefront but then it falls away to give first some vanilla and then some honey butter on toast some room stretch out. Giving it a chance to breathe caramel and butterscotch start stepping up more and more. It ends with more than a hint of Canadian whiskey, citrus peel and pepper.
     Interesting balances and character all around for this one. Even with the decent amount complexities this beer has it could still be the star of a somewhat sessionable day or after mowing the lawn. I don't know if I'd suggest quaffing it straight from pitcher and walking around the way Monty enjoyed a beer after his Olympic triumphs in 2010 though.

Jun 17, 2016

CUT WORMS "Don't Want To Say Good-bye" 7inch

     The blurb included with this record mentions that side one's "Don't Want To Say Good-bye" will remind people of the Everly Brothers. Having that still instilled into since probably the day I was born (the folks dug 'em bunches) and being a sucker for that sound when done right (to my ears at least) I prepared to listen intently.
     Masterminded by Max Clarke, he the one time guitar player for Chicago band the Sueves, the Cut Worms pull off the sound consummately. Close harmonies swell over an elegant sibilation of steel stringed guitars. The clean and lightly echo'd recording sounds authentic. Not so much as a direct cop but as something this has been going through their bloodstream since day one too which makes it feel more like sincere love for a long gone era of innocence rather than making people suspicious that there is some irony trip at hard or they songs are just playing dress up.
     Where the Everly Brothers inspired a lot of future folkies at the time to eventually go off on their own paths of soul bearing, side two's "Like Going Sideways" starts its journey seeming like an introspective ballad around a campfire which then meets its destination cleaning out stems and seeds at Gene Clark kitchen table with a heart yearning for more.
randyrecords.bigcartel.com

Jun 9, 2016

CITY YELPS Half Hour LP

     Leeds, England's City Yelps cassette of a couple years back, Cheap Psych, got a lot of play around the Smashin' Transistors social gatherings. When I sat down to absorb their band new record a lot of the similar impressions I gushed about that tape came to mind here. Swell Maps....double cheeseburgers...blokes who can discuss things of bookish matters (after all, Leeds has the 4th largest student population in the UK) as well as which budget lager will hurt the least the next morning and their favorite garage punk 45's. All delivered, I may add, in a northern brogue where I have to ask them to repeat it or wonder if I need a translator.
     There was a vibe on the cassette of a few friends getting together in cramped space and having a go at celebrating the sound often lost & forgotten about indie singles from the early part of the eighties. If it was all shot on film it would been composed of square format stills in faded, fuzzy black and white with streaks of glare. For this album though, the scenes set are more cinematic and wide screen.
     While the usage of colors of sound on ...Half Hour are more vivid than its predecessor the band hasn't gone day-glo or anything. Sure, there's more clarity but, as the opener "Shut Up" can attest, there's still plenty bashed up blurriness.
     Some songs, such as the disheveled clarions of  "We Like The Hours" & "Music For Adverts" and the sleet storm splatter that's all over "Music & Movements", sound like cantankerous giants chewing on copies of C-86 that were found in a compost pile behind Mark E. Smith's (Brix era) place.
     Now, I know as soon as someone throws out a C-86 reference a lot jump for joy as far as jangly and shambling pop tinged post punk goes but for others is sends up a red flag that things may just turn to milk and water. Shaun's barrel chested yowl across the songs and the way "Making Noise" throws icy daggers, the night terror space(man) trip on "The Corn" and "Now" resembles being knocked down and then covered in an avalanche assure their much more bold than that by looking things straight in the eyes instead of staring at their feet.
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