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Sep 27, 2017
Category: General
Posted by: bart
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Wood Chickens - Countrycide

Countrycide, indeed! Mix fast-paced garage, punk, and hillbilly country music and you’ve got Wood Chickens. What San Francisco’s Polkacide did for polka music, Wood Chickens are doing for country music. Never fear, though, this isn’t the Nashville sound or the Grand Ol’ Opry. This is fucking hardcore punk music with lots of backwoods twang. I never would have thought this as a natural combination, but I guess in Wisconsin the cheese does weird things to your brain and it makes you come up with brilliant ideas like this. Of course it’s all tongue in cheek, but it’s quite convincing. Not everything is countrified, though. “King of Siam” is an awesome surf throwback to the 60s, and “Bones” is a breakneck paced garage track. “Satan’s Right Hand” has a Cajun sort of sound, while “Song for Flightless Birds” is a raging hardcore punk track right out of the 80s. It’s a crazy mash-up of genres here, but it works really well.

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Sep 25, 2017
Category: General
Posted by: bart

Vinyl Cave: "Countrycide" by Wood Chickens

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Sep 25, 2017
Category: General
Posted by: bart

Great Review from Razorcake on the Wood Chickens LP - Countrycide. Winner, winner, Chicken dinner!

WOOD CHICKENS: Countrycide: LP

The cowpunk genre is dangerous territory for me in that I’m unfamiliar with the roots and am quite indifferent to country music entirely (from Johnny Cash to Merle Haggard to Garth Brooks: not fucking sorry). Wood Chickens are definitely doing the cowpunk thing—right down to the cow skull on the cover—but songs like “Angie Hosh,” “Hex on Me,” and “Dyin’ on the Vine” are straight-up hardcore punk not unlike Everything Falls Apart-era Hüskers. “Flesh ‘N’ Blood” is a very Minutemen-esque song that also rules pretty hard. I was almost ready to dismiss this as forgettable alt-country (the Refreshments, et cetera) or even as Flogging Molly without the fiddles and accordion, but I’m really glad I gave this a closer look because there’s so many more layers to this record than just that. Winner, winner, chicken dinner! –Juan Espinosa

 

 

History Part 4

Dec 16, 2013

Chrome Spiders - Review by 7 Inches


7 Inches Blog reviewed the Chrome Spiders "Black Butterfly" 7"!

No wonder there's no bandcamp or facebook page for the Chrome Spiders. If you know the tiniest bit about stompy garage rock or the band that almost exclusively releases singles you will have heard of Detroit's Dirtbombs. The Chrome Spiders are fronted by Tom Potter from the revered band and need no more introduction than that....

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7 Inches Blog reviewed the Chrome Spiders "Black Butterfly" 7"!

No wonder there's no bandcamp or facebook page for the Chrome Spiders. If you know the tiniest bit about stompy garage rock or the band that almost exclusively releases singles you will have heard of Detroit's Dirtbombs. The Chrome Spiders are fronted by Tom Potter from the revered band and need no more introduction than that.

A-Side's "Black Butterfly" has beefy trebled up chords screeching with windmills right into a classically rock sound of heavy thud beats while sliding those muted distortion strums right in there. 'Thomas' on vocals starts out in a reasonable low creeper place and then launches into a Sam Kinison yell as the chorus starts to come into view. That's how that lady on the cover gets him every time. He's trying his hardest not to let it get to him, tonight will be different and then it's all out the window again. Dammit. The rest of the guys play a sympathetic post breakdown of this rhythm and then give in to this emotional bent chord sound. A real greaser rock that comes from beer in a can and less than reputable establishments. This power rock happens when the blues get angry. when they aren't OK with just moping around about the situation. 

B-Side's "The Whip Hand" opens on guitars in the middle of hum and feedback - the sounds that lead to heavy riffs. That screech and squeal is fine when you smother it like this. The guitars are separated between channels from Sean and Tom has that end of the night drawl, close to the mic here with his smooth velvety Cramps sound. You know that whip hand is just the thing that's going to get you interested, 'Hey, why don't you come over?' and then it's going to smack you into shape. Really you needed to maniacally laugh and crack an actual whip in the middle of the track? Isn't it bad enough I already know I'm screwed? You're just rubbing it in. Dual blues distortion riffs creak from both sides of the room and Tom is slowly convincing the whole track, guitars come back together in a big finish but Tom is just way too eager to break out that whip hand. 

Lots of talk of belts on the reverse sleeve notes and portraits of four normal, smiling dudes who are getting you to fall for putting this on again.

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