The new 7” Every City / Food Chain by Austin, Texas, spazzo-nerdcore good-times-every-time-all-the-time “it’s a TV Party” band Big Bill is easily the product of a band of misfits that must have been locked in a room in the 80s with only Urgh! A Music War VHS on loop and nothing but Capri Suns and […]
Thanks to Wallace Wylie for the idea. Here’s his starter. The PC Led Zeppelin. Sample lyric: “Hey hey mama said the way you move/Puts me in the mood for some consensual sex.” “Communication breakdown, it’s always the same. Our gender definitions , as enforced by the capitalist/patriarchal system, make true communication impossible and only by rejecting these narrow […]
By Erika Elizabeth If this vinyl offering is any indication, Sex Tide have clearly been drinking from the same polluted waters of Ohio that have spawned countless warped noisemakers performing their own sort of deconstructed CPR on the corpse of rock’n’roll – from Devo to The Cramps to the Thomas Jefferson Slave Apartments to Times […]
Just do me a favor and don’t count.
With its impromptu gargling and glugging, ‘Goldfish’ is a classic of its kind.
“Horses are running everywhere/While I eat my cornflakes/I prepare to go to the beach/Which one I will choose?” This morning, a package arrived from Nottingham, from a former Plan B writer. I love shit like this. Makes life totally worthwhile, when friends you haven’t even ever met send you stuff just cos they think you […]