Formed in 2001, TEENAGE PANZERKORPS aka DER TPK split members between San Francisco and Berlin and Aachen, Germany. They gather semi-annually to record their primitive post-punk jams on cassette. Their music is often described as “kraut punk”, a mix of crude Neu! rhythms, blown-out guitars and bass, fuzz organ with vocalist Bunker Wolf ranting in German. The band takes obvious influence from early 80’s art punk (Minimal Man, Factrix, Savage Republic, Chrome) & California hardcore blurred into a lo-fi drone.
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Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Tonstartssbandht - (2010) Midnite Cobras 7''
Every review I read about this record is pretty bad. The description, not the music itself.
TONSTARTSSBANDHT is a bit like having your mom snatch the blanket off the bed at seven AM. You will wake up, you will be startled, and there will be nothing you can do but move. Below, the band with no picture and no pronounceable name makes an anti-sound with lo-fi alchemy, and if we could discern a single phrase other than "Midnite Cobras" we'd sing along beyond the refrain.
The Bros. back then.
TONSTARTSSBANDHT is a bit like having your mom snatch the blanket off the bed at seven AM. You will wake up, you will be startled, and there will be nothing you can do but move. Below, the band with no picture and no pronounceable name makes an anti-sound with lo-fi alchemy, and if we could discern a single phrase other than "Midnite Cobras" we'd sing along beyond the refrain.
The Bros. back then.
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Dracula Lewis - (2014) Technical XTC CS
C56 "Mixtape" H027
Rustic Orange Tape
Limited Edition of 150 (first press)
The return of DRACULA LEWIS isn't predictable as some hater's expected.
He spent the last year and half working on this mixtape, collecting instrumentals by friends all over the world and finding a way to sing on top of that.
"While it’s easy to get a sense of his metal and punk roots, his upcoming mixtape Technical XTC uses the hip-hop model of enlisting a slew of other producers—such as Wolf Eyes’ John Olson, PAN artist Helm, Hundebiss artists Sewn Leather and Jaws, and even one by Palm Wine—and feels remarkably cohesive, thanks to his strong presence and vocal processing"
- Lisa Blanning, The Fader
Tracklist:
ENTRO {produced by D/P/I}
CHEAP MONEY {produced by CANNIBAL MOVIE}
COMPRO ORO {produced by ÈLG}
ALIEN SHADES {produced by HELM}
I-RATION OR DAMNATION {produced by HOLLYWOOD EDGE}
ROMA {produced by JAWS}
CHEW AMBER {produced by RAMZI}
ALLOFDEM {produced by THREE LEGGED RACE}
AFRIKA SUIT {produced by SEWN LEATHER}
PEEPS FROM THE TREES {produced by CANNIBAL MOVIE}
NEAR DARK {produced by PALMISTRY}
SPIDER CAMP {produced by OTTAVEN}
TIME'S UP {produced by RM}
FACE RAIN {produced by SCO77Y}
TEMPLE RUN {produced by PALM WINE}
SILENZIO STATICO (Indigesti) {produced by HeNry UND HazEL SLAUGHTERIOUS}
Total Running Time 52:29
Written between
- Addis Abeba, Ethiopia
- Vernasca, Valallah
- Los Angeles, USA
- Tokyo, Japan - Milan, Italy
2013 - 2014 A.D.
Hundebiss Records
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Atechts - (2014) Desolate Collapse CS
An in-depth examination of cold English trances, ambient melancholia, distant steady pulsing and single-minded melodies heard outside the club, with cold breath in the air. 48 copies.
Sunday, December 28, 2014
Secret Boyfriend - (2015) They're Playing Themselves 2xCS
Ryan Martin’s Secret Boyfriend project (a singer, songwriter and noise artist from Carrboro, North Carolina) is described in typically verbose terms as “heart-rending but hard-edged synthesis of downer folk, small hour tape experiments, noise etudes and basement-mildewed pop for edgeland fuck-ups, wanderers and malcontents”. Martin’s music is a post-hypnagogic expression of the lo-fi rock tradition (as originally pioneered by the likes of Jim Shepard, Peter Jefferies, The Dead C, et al.). Much like those artists, he creates grainy home recordings that cut across a number of styles, in the process extinguishing the distinctions between song and sound collage, self-expression and sonic experimentation. Listeners will be exposed to guitar-driven slowcore, harsh drone, Giallo pastiche, primitive synth-pop & intimate experimental.
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"When I make music I go into -I don't want to say a dream state, but maybe a world that exists in my own mind where it's a little bit creepy, I guess."
"I looked up and saw, if you can imagine, an invisible man walking with black paint splashed on his upper abdomen and thighs. I've never experienced anything malevolent, only weird things. I'm not sure if I believe in intelligent entities or if it's just a weird lingering energy, like the memory of a place."
"It works for some people, but I like hearing things that are all over the place, which to me makes them more personal."
"I like the physical aspect of performing—it creates a feedback loop where you're choking on something and the more uncomfortable you get, the more it influences the sounds. Ideally, I'm getting sort of personal and raw," he says. "I'm not a private masochist, just a public one. It's an externalization of whatever's going on with you, not a grim thing."
"There's a hollowness or maybe like an apocalyptic kind of mood, where you go outside and things aren't quite right, kind of desolate. Maybe it seems like it's daylight and 3 a.m. There are people with maybe no faces creeping in your periphery."
"All these horrific monkey creatures with human faces crawling down from the trees, overpowering everything. Or being in this room full of invisible people sleeping, where you can see the dust rise off their bodies when they breathe. I recognize them as nightmares, but I'm also like, 'That's so fucked. That makes me feel so weird. I love it.'"
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
MRR Record Of The Week (24 Oct 2013):
HOAX LP
Hardcore as folk art; an American youth report…
Here is an LP that forms a look back at the end of the world with stark lyrics evoking Rudolph Wurlitzer, like incursions into desolate American landscapes and mindsets. It’s hard not to invoke clichés when discussing the sounds on this record; “pummeling,” “relentless,” “charging,” all words that make me think of the delivery of a TV sports journalist or someone discussing factory machinery in motion or something. Brutal music for intolerant hardcore fans, with vocals rendered in a bestial fashion over encrusted, treated guitars and an unrelenting rhythm section.
You probably already have an opinion in regards to HOAX; they are one of those bands that get written about by people that usually don’t notice hardcore. Hardcore, of course, doesn’t need outside attention; it exists on its own terms until it no longer serves a purpose. Some bands attempt to make something that is more than a collection of easily noted influences, a totality of experience for the viewer/listener, something that transcends the endless array of underground records that will end up in the 99¢ bin, forgotten in five years by all but a few.
Does this record serve such a purpose?! I saw this band play in a cave right by the Pacific Ocean last month and listening to this LP doesn’t live up to that experience. I’ve listened to it everyday, usually whilst commuting to work, which is some sort of endorsement, although ultimately I don’t think legacy or longevity should be considerations in the MRR review section.
I’ve heard they made enough of these so everyone can have one, so don’t worry about limited edition freak-out sessions alone in your room in front of the computer. I also heard that this is their swan song. Who knows what HOAX’s fate is, or really cares; this is a time capsule for a certain sound/era of USHC, complete with a huge selection of posters by various artists and miscreants...
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