Monday, 27 July 2009
PRE-NOISE the BOMB from 1906.. well actually from early 2002 but that's pretty long ago. With this box of gak DR AGE begins his tortuous tenure of twisted tonal terror- stupidity abounds as does general half-arsed foolishness. CUT IT UP AND SHOE IT IN!!
Wednesday, 22 July 2009
Chuck Brogan is a mean sonabitch from Lincoln, New Mexico. This album was created in tribute to him. He is a low down dirty rotten no good 2-bit bum and if he knew about this release he'd be fucking livid. So, by all means, enjoy these seven tracks of whisky sodden country punk, but, whatever the fuck you do, don't tell Chuck!
Monday, 20 July 2009
Friday, 17 July 2009
Ptew is the technical BOFFIN behind Spider Kitten's eerie synths and more. Described by Fashionista Afficianardo as "BOY GENIUS SCALES GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE" Ptew knows his onions. This release is essentially a mix of all the BANGING ELECTRO he made in 2004. Turn it up loud and spazz round your living room. Go on!
Thursday, 16 July 2009
Flash-in-the-pan casio-garage-punk twats finally cough up a release. The first half was recorded in spring 2005. After this the band split due to chief creative visionary Moore-o The Eye leaving to write, direct and star in hit BBC television show Torchwood. They reformed in spring 2006 to half-finish the job. BAM then split for good(?) that summer following a violent clash with fellow Newport scenesters frommars over alledged allegations made in top-ten single "frommars are cocks". CHINESE YEAR OF THE BEARD is a testament to what can be achieved with cheap instruments when fueled with cheaper drugs.
Monday, 13 July 2009
Bat shit lunacy from Spider Kitten frontman Chi via 2006. This album is dumb. No, I really mean it. What was he trying to achieve exactly? Apparently it's about how he's rarely the full ounce during the month of February. It's not music, it's not even noise. Sounds like he swallowed Gibby Haynes. Maybe he did. Yikes.
Thursday, 9 July 2009
E.P #2 from spaced out mongmongers Thinking with Sand. Recorded in Spring 2006, mostly in the lounge of a terraced house late at night. Barely-there melodies are submerged into a sonic puke of cavernous reverb, fuzz-mess and obsolete synth aktion. Bon jovi.
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
Recorded in a cave through a shoe box, this Black Metal mess is an almost unlistenable treat. Marvel at it's complete lack of frequencies whilst you are chilled to the bone by a screeching welshman. Surprisingly well researched folklore makes up the lyrical content, which you won't be able to understand.
Crust tinged Black Metal from the most miserable man in Wales, perhaps the world, the one Morfran Avagddu. Imprisoned in a box made from his own rage at an early age Avagddu now inflicts his brain melting anguish on others via releases like this one.