Jameson Shot: 7” EP
Jameson whiskey goes down fine, and finer still are the X-Rays! of Nottingham for supporting neighboring Ireland’s economy. What isn’t fine is the way waking up to the aftertaste of whiskey has cross-wired my brain to think that whiskey actually tastes like hangovers. But that’s my problem. For the strong eared and stomached, every song on Jameson Shot will please, neat or with ice or water. G-Man’s guitar roars with bottom dollar distortion and Gary X-Ray’s weasely shouts are perfect on tracks like “Drinking for My Baby,” crafting gleefully shitty rock of the street punk feel, minus the aggression and double the cheese. I can just get through these three tracks before the X-Rays! liquor slap overwhelms my system, which needs some watery lager (tempo changes) mixed in with the hard stuff so I can stand on solid legs and flip the record, which comes on marbled vomit grey vinyl. –Jim Joyce (Big Neck)
Scroggz Manor: CD
Scuffed-up garage rock fronted by a vocalist who switches easily between cocky crooning and blown-out shrieking (with a noted preference for the latter). “Garage” is about as worn-out and oversaturated as a genre prefix can get these days, but Fire Retarded do spice things up with some unorthodox deviations into weirdo psych rock riffage. Comparisons to The Reatards are inevitable—do you think the name’s a coincidence? This stuff is fast, frenzied, and dirty. –Indiana Laub (Big Neck)
Razorcake/Gorsky Press, Inc. just reviewed 3 of our records in issue #82. Go buy and check them out. I will post them up here, 1 a day for the next 3 days. Oddly, they have not reviewed Sonny Vincent's new album.
Trust Fun Suicide: 7”EP
Female fronted, this four piece outta DC slaps together members of Lady Cop, Electrocutions, and SWALTB. Three new garage punk songs which cast shadows of The Runaways tear off into the title track, a jangly fuck you to all the trust fund babies and their inherited swag. Sal Go, the female vocalist, spits the title like a punch to their pretty, cocaine-eaten noses. “Ice Cream vs. Gasoline” is carried by a tight guitar hook like early Bass Drum Of Death. On the flip side, “Cut by a Hog” continues the catchy guitar leading into a clear, chirping solo and Sal’s sloppy Courtney Love voice. While all of this is well and good, they sound like an opening act—there to warm up the crowd, as the material isn’t especially engaging or memorable. But the fundamentals are there and with a little time and experimentation, they’ll be headlining a dive near you. –Kristen K. (Big Neck)
I have added Part 4 to the History. Takes you through till the Tyrades first single. Check it out. Sorry it took so long but we don't have an editor.
Hit the new releases section and buy! It's awesome. The guys who made Empty Records a kickass lable back in the day bring their brand of 90's/00's rock and roll to 2013.
3 tracks that have them sounding better than they ever have.
Quote from Terminal Boredom:
"Then the X-Rays show up on this thing for a total Nineties flashback (yes the UK band who did the ‘Double Godzilla With Cheese’ LP), and “Six Pack Style” sounds so much like a vintage New Bomb Turks tune it’s remarkable – I don’t ever remember them sounding this good? I guess they have a new LP coming out soon as well. The Nineties really are back. "
HOLLYWOOD - "Love Child" LP
From the home of the late great Edith Massey comes some brattey '70s inspired punk rock. At they're best moments they remind me of RED CROSS or GREEN RIVER. Almost a Seattle grunge throwback at times with shades of 60s punk and 70s glam with one of those singers that I picture with his shirt off, bleedng track marks and who ends every song line with a cat howling eeeeooowwwww! PRETTY GOOD. (RO)
V/A - "Big Neck Record Store Day Compilation" EP
One track each by LIVIDS, XRAYS, CHEAP FREAKS and STOP WORRYING AND LOVE THE BOMB. LIVIDS come right out of the gate with a driving rager that's got great guitar and just doesn't stop. It just pulls you in. XRAYS continue with another one that has got a great guitar sound and is delivered with a great sense of urgency. I can't imagine the second side will match the intensity of these two. Turns out I may be wrong. CHEAP FREAKS slow things down a bit, but they don't slow down the intensity. SWALTB close things out with a female fronted number, which also includes what sounds like a tamborine...Jezus. And it's got some wicked guitar. Honestly, this is one of the best compilation EPs I've heard in ages. (KK)