Lynyrd's Innards explodes onto the scene with 3 melodic punk pop gems that are sure to keep you singing along. 'Valentine's Day Massacre' could very well be a punk rock classic except, fortunately, the vocals are too good. Our first release, which came out on December 18th, 1993. The reason the matrix number is WE 0.5 is because we were originally going to number the releases WE 0.5, WE 1.0, WE 1.5, WE 2.0 and so on. About 5 minutes after the record came out we realized that idea was dumb. The first pressing was on toothpaste green vinyl and had the very first What Else P.O. Box address on the cover. 2 of these 3 songs were later re-recorded for Lynyrds Innards’ first full-length LP/CD. This record reached number 8 on the Rolling Stone Alternative Music Chart in the Spring of 1994. Seriously!!
German dude saying it best, "Something by the Nitwits still captivates me. I think it's the sympathetic presumptuousness of playing this strumming punk (we Krauts call it 'Schrammelpunk'), a huge middle finger towards musical finesse." Also, the fellow who sings has the best voice, easily confused as a teenage girls'.
Mick Barr is an American avant-garde metal guitarist. Notable for his relentless speed and agility on his instrument, he is most well known for being one half of the band Orthrelm, currently signed to Mike Patton's Ipecac Recordings label. On the difference between the two, he says "Ocrilim is Mick Barr overthinking. Octis is Mick Barr underthinking. These names mean nothing when a live show is concerned. Come see Ocrilim and you may be forced to watch Octis." Ha ha ha... from Your Taste In Music Sucks.com:I will to the best of my abilities recreate the entirety of the Octis and Ocrilim’s split 7″ record. *Clears throat*Dun-dunnnnn… BZBZAFDBSABBZBZBABSBZBXJBDSZXBBZAJBKBFDKW!!!*Next track*Dun-dunnnnn… BSBBZBXZBBJSBKBWJBDZBBZBBSKABDXBKZBXJSB!!!!*Repeat 34 times*Octis and Ocrilim are two project by the notorious guitar violator Mick Barr. Boy, can he strum that guitar, like forever and monotonous like a machine! His strumming is very fluid and melodious, sort of, yet he often uses abrupt changes that drives the music forward. Quite silly stuff, and you either love it or hate it.I don’t know many artists who make split EP’s between two of their own bands, and especially two bands which essentially sounds the same. You take Mick Barr, a drum machine, and you’ve got Ocrilim and Octis.So yeah, pretty much the same insane, grind, guitar wankery song 36 times. At least Mick Barr is talented and if you want to test your fortitude, listen to Orthrelm’s OV album.
Punks on Mars is Ryan Howe, the artist formerly known as Luke Perry. Along with past and present Zoo Music artists such as Crocodiles, Dum Dum Girls and Dirty Beaches, Howe creates his own sonic world, but according to Altered Zones, his is one where “ambitious, full-band stadium swagger... sounds like it’s being re-directed live from Mars.” “The Damned’s ‘New Rose,’ Generation X’s ‘Kiss Me Deadly’ and now this—the latest entry into the paedo-punk canon comes courtesy of sicko Luke Perry... [This] really does sound like Glitter doing unspeakable things to underage Martians. Enjoy it while you can….”- Vice MagTo me it sounds like someone listened to James Ferraro's 'Night Dolls With Hairspray' and was like, "Fuck It! I'm only gonna do shit like this from now on."
SCHILLER KILLERS - "(I'm the) Wicker Park Strangler" - Starts with a sample from that guy who played the butler in the movie Clue before nailing the coffin on all Black Lips imitators. Think "Stranger", only "Strangler" and a bit stranger. Flower Punk guitars tripping over a Casio beat (which inexplicably, though thankfully gets louder towards the end as if someone fell asleep on the 4track and pushed everything in the red), with dumb lyrics and painfully obnoxious back up vocals.
I honestly don't even know 100% who is in these bands, but I believe spread out over the sides are members Baseball Furies, Clone Defects, Functional Blackouts/Women in Prison, White Mystery, and the Hozac empire.
Nice guitar-pop stuff from this former Ropers guy (Mike Donovan of Sic Alps, on his Dial label). The slowly somber moods of Mark Robinson-esque pop infused w/the classic psych- frazzle of The Velvet Underground.
Peppy, upbeat self-titled opener with a delightful jangly guitar hook that produces sun shining, optimistic vibes while a ripping fuzz bass provides the foundation underneath. On the flip side things change up significantly from the first with a darker, colder, yet still upbeat sound. Colorful guitar swirls suck their powerful vortex while sharp and angled leads continue to pave the way until the closer “Dig”. This sprawling track features more of a progressive psych-pop sound that moves seamlessly from one idea to the next as they continue to change directions. Swift drumming and surf-rock influenced guitar licks call the shots.That's what the internet told me..
Tit Wrench grew out of the ashes of Neighborhood Watch in the late 1980s and spent several years making electronic punk songs, putting out records, playing shows, etc.
Volkswhale, while not quite a band in the traditional sense, they sure do make some very interesting experimental music. Sometimes it sounds like they are tripping out of their minds in the living room, banging on pots and pans in a psychedelic freakout. Other times, Volkswhale weaves a unique textural composition peppered with Bukowski-esque irreverent jabs at the religious right.
After the 1993 breakup of legendary East Bay teenage punk band Raooul, Phyllis (drums) and Molly (bass) moved on to form the Tourettes that same year. With the accompaniment of their friends Janelle (vocals) and Hollie (guitar), this Berkeley quartet follow along the same lines of Raooul with their screechy vocals and crude, sloppy punk. Lookout Records eventually released their one and only self-titled EP in 1994 before abruptly calling it quits not too long afterwards.
From the insert, "an unpleasant party of misfits who, in Oct 1992, expectorated their aural phlegm into the moth-eaten face of a tired, stagnant music industry. During their 3 year career the band managed to upset and alienate many prudish individuals, while at the same time attracting a loyal and devoted following of fans and acolytes. This record is dedicated to all those fans and features the W.A.'s in all their piss-soaked, come-stained, vomit-stinking glory. They were not musicians - they were barbaric entertainers."
Got this outta the dollar bin. Caught my attention since it's on a Germany label, seemed punk, the band members have strange early 90's attire on and funny punk last names.
Just wanted to check out what it was all about and it's a'ight. Seems like a small town local band that was wrapped up into their version of "punk".
