You know what’s nasty? Hemorrhoids. Little hard cherry gummies in your stool. You know what’s not nasty? The new Destruction Unit LP. Yeah, you heard me. I really wanted to be rocked, shaken, battered, bruised – but Negative Feedback Resistor is just boilerplate hardcore punk. No politics, no perspectives, no emotional depth at all. All […]
For a while, it was touch and go there. I didn’t realise it at the time. I was just a lad, rocking out at the local under-16s disco at the YMCA. Lad with testosterone, however late come – however insignificant next to all the other lads with testosterone. I wanted to ROCK. Disco didn’t do […]
This rhythm. You’ve got to hear this rhythm. Michael Gira can go mewl somewhere else. We here at Collapse Board (read: me) refuse to acknowledge Swans’ To Be Kind as 2014’s hands-down masterpiece. We prefer more blood in the veins of our music, we do. Things that spring with life, and speak of life. To […]
What? When did this come out again? Three months ago, you say? Oh WHO CARES. Gems like this ought to be dredged up again and again to save our souls from the marble-ogling masses. Why? ‘Cos I’m puh-SESSED. Fuck the headphones. FUCK ‘EM! This is 80-miles-per-hour music, (yeah,I said miles – SUCK IT, WORLD), the […]
Yup, my heart is yours, you Scots, ‘unfaithful servants of filthy, fucking language’, as Mr Withered Hand says.