Friday, September 5, 2014
Trouble In Mind seems to go through phases during which they find and pluck musicians and groups that fall into somewhat specific genres. When I first fell in love with the label they were crushing it release after release with garage punk staples from chumps like CoCoComa (whom the Roe's head up), Sonic Chicken 4 and Charlie & The Moonhearts among so many others. They have not forgotten the days of ripped jeans developed from spending so much time shredding on your knees, however, their current lineup is driven more by druggy dissertation, klutzy but melodic riffs and a connection you can feel deep down inside with the artist. Tyler Zypreksa aka 31Ø8 has created what is possibly the most focused of their newer releases. Every strum and sunny synth drop is made alone in the intimacy of his bedroom, a place where absolutely nothing is holding him back, and it shows. Check the free sample below and snag the LP (along with as many other TIM releases that you can afford) on some pretty hott flourescent pink vinyl here.
Trouble In Mind
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Druggy Pizza is Cédric Bottacchi whom you know for superintending squalid French freakazoids, Dusty Mush. His solo stylee does not stray far from those curdled, drowning-in-reverb slabs of cross-grained static. Instead, perhaps his sole mission is to redeem the pizza band, a theme utterly shat on by an actor pretending to be two things he is not, funny and musical. This seering speed-play will leave you upside down in a ditch with nothing but a slice of sausage and pepperoni to keep your genitals warm. Grab your free download below.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
So I've missed the blog train on this one as you have probably seen this EP floating around, however, last time I shared their music I spent the whole time spewing untimely rhetoric about how nobody wants to earn their way in life anymore. I'm not going to link it, it's boring. White Lodge maintains the "It's all good holmes, here is some more free music" approach that suits their listeners so well, but I would be doing the band another huge disservice if I continued on about monetary bullshit. These guys take candy-coated pop punk strummers and throw them in a blender with a pinch of eternal darkness. Their roots ooze of metallic screams and deep stairwell double bass, but the finished package is much lighter at heart. Like an unexpected kiss on the cheek from the hottie across the way, every moment listening to these guys is a moment you will want back with a vengeance.
Wiener Records (Cassette)
Thursday, August 7, 2014
The Golden Pelicans tromp out any flickering glimpse of normalcy left in your already damnable thoughts. Their latest LP is a dilapidated frenzy of downright nasty crashes, quick clatter and shouting to the point of falling over. Outburst conquers serenity in what will surely be remembered as a grubby garage punk staple. Free samples:
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Traps PS is spastic funk punk, high-g training in a centrifuge of calculated rhythm and cogent back beats. Their latest 7" EP does not falter. Each lick explodes like a bouncing betty on an upward trajectory. Computative drumming and sonorous vocals are the blast shield, containing and rearranging the madness. Stream it below and snag the wax here.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Travel Check is free and easy mid-summer, mid-week day off music. Providing the energy needed to motivate you to go out and do something worthwhile, but also placid enough to set the mood for your journey. Sunny and sweet but also frivolous and spontaneous. Not a worry to be had or a penny to be made. Download the 4 track EP for free below and snag the wax here.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Guys, GUYS! What are you doing!? I really want to keep this blog on track, but this shit is important, so please listen the fuck up! Stow your goddamn phones while attending concerts. This is not a request, it is an order. I am okay with you snapping a single, as in ONE photograph at some point during the show, you know, as something to remember it by. However, thrusting up your fat fucking arms over and over, thus further blocking the view of people behind you, to take a panorama that looks like my cat wiped her ass on it or 60 seconds of incomprehensible video is simply unacceptable. 95% of all shows have a photographer present who will take significantly better photos than you could ever dream of, and will make them accessible via the internet within a day. What's worse yet is the butt fuckers who are scrolling through their various social media drone feeds while the band is playing. Go home you twat! Your actions are disrespectful and only make me wonder why you even bothered coming to the show, you're clearly not enjoying yourself.
Guys, you are not doing the band or yourself any favors by having your phone out at a concert so stuff it in your cum stained pockets already and get into the music. Watch the band with your eyeballs and maybe even dance. Afterwords talk to the musicians at the merch table rather than running home and tagging them on facebook. Real life interactions are more valuable than you could possibly imagine, and I get the idea they mean a lot to the bands, you know, actually getting to know their fan base. Alright, that's more than enough ranting. More dope ass music recommendations to be posted soon.