THE ANCHOR - ADVANCE
CD
This is an advanced copy of the brand new
CD from The Anchor that's due out on ADD sometime in the near
future. 12 brand new songs total. Limited to 200 copies. Hand
numbered. Artwork by Mitch Clem.
THE DUKES OF HILLSBOROUGH
- “Generation Tinnitus” CD/LP
Have you ever thought of making love to a statue of Abraham Lincoln?
Sweet love, not violent, shot-out-the-back-of-your-head love?
In public? The Dukes have, and as a result of that public exchange
of affection—let’s not forget the foreplay of emancipation—is
this Tampa stalwart’s finest work to date. You may be familiar
with the “iron and burlap” attack of the Dukes, but
are you ready for some squirts of honeyed melody in that gunny
sack? Strap on your twelve-pack beer case Viking helmets, strap
Hank Malloy safely in his kid seat, and get ready for a wide-open
ride the in country. For fans of Avail… and the end of slavery.
DUDE JAMS / TOO MANY
DAVES split 7”
Dude Jams: Bearded guy in Dude Jams with little kittens on his
short socks. “You want some of this? I’ll fuckin’
kill you.” Three gangsters in a lowered Lexus glower. The
light turns green. They just stare. Dude Jams guy slaps his chest.
The car slowly creeps through a red light. Dude Jams was pretty
close to losing a member. Point? Not quite sure how Dude Jams
avoid being a complete Crimpshrine mess; it’s almost like
a Yoda / droid trick, except that the music’s just slapping
you in your face with your own hands, like they shouldn’t
be able to get away so easily with what they’re pulling
off… but they do.
Too Many Daves: None of the following is true. 1.) This record
was performed in blackface. 2.) It was recorded at an AA meeting.
3.) Like the new Misfits, there’s a strict dietary and exercise
regimen to be a member. 4.) They write their set lists on sticks
of butter. The following is true: going through life fat and stupid
is, actually, a brilliant way to handle the almost unbearable
weight of existence. Let the Daves’ music guide you to a
better place, where no one actually knows much of anything except
that partying’s tight and self-destruction can be a creative
act.
Infected - "Awake
in Our Own Graves" 7”
Solid, metal-leaning punk from Lexington, Kentucky. Suspicions
are that more than one member has a faded Metallica T-shirt in
his closet and keeps it in rotation. We all understand that it’s
a sliver of time, but remember back to the early days of grunge,
before the tag became a smear? Remember that month or two? That
earnest crunch, the loss of pretense, those sharply pointed songs
that were jabbed directly at hair metal’s bloated and Spandex’d
corpse? The Infected live their musical lives in that small window.
Never self-indulgent, meandering, or dazzled by the lure of a
solo, it’s straight-ahead music by straight-ahead dudes.
First pressing - 300 (4 blue marble, 4 bright yellow, 6 army green,
13 mustard, 15 chartreuse, 16 violet, 20 sea foam green, 23 sky,
32 purple, 167 blue)
TURKISH TECHNO / THE
ANCHOR split 7"
Turkish Techno: Riverside, CA is a rough gig for anyone who’s
not a knuckledragger or a meth-head. It’s almost impossible
to not choke on all the chrome ball sacks hanging off the differentials
of jacked-up pickups. House parties are systematically busted.
Beer in bars such as Worthington’s is served warm. Turkish
Techno closes the ranks and holds off the siege with a wall of
sound, friend/gang vocals, supercharged everything, bordering
on reckless. Listening to them is like fingering a cocked mouse
trap in a room full of mouse traps. Every time I’ve seen
these dudes live, one of them has been injured: broken legs and
motorcycle pipe burns.
Anchor: Ever think—and no disrespect—that Hot Water
Music just got too complicated near the end? That their tear-it-apart
energy of the Circle Jerks was given a rest for something more
shiny and complex? The Anchor rip the last couple of chapters
of that book out, starting off at the point where the Angry Samoans
could still be cited as a credible reference… and then they
shoot their instruments into the sky. Stratospheric and fisticuffy.
First pressing - 500 (1 oil slick, 13 pacific ocean, 17 atlantic
ocean, 18 boggy creek, 25 gulf of mexico, 79 tar pit, 348 black
sea)
4-Way split 7":
The Tim Version, Ninja Gun, Pretty Boy Thorson, Used Kids
Tim Version: I was just sitting here, two things on my mind. How
ugly and beautiful music is that ends up in thrift stores. Those
Grand Funk Railroad dudes weren’t much to look at on the
gatefold bronze-embossed sleeve, but An American Band is quite
a record. The second thing is that a contestant on American Idol’s
ring tone on iTunes currently outsells Grand Funk’s entire
catalog. Musically speaking, robots have taken over. Tim Version
are the apes picking apart circuit boards.
Used Kids: Fuck work. Given a single task, Nato channels his inner
Westerberg to precise detail and sweat soaks his sideburns in
a way that’d make The Boss smile, assuming The Boss was
aware of DIY punk. This song would fit on the Roadhouse soundtrack,
played right when Patrick Swayze finds Sam Elliot stabbed. The
note reads “ex-Modern Machines, Ergs!”
Pretty Boy Thorson: Idea for zombie movie: The corpses of Patsy
Cline and Hank Williams Sr., aided by Merle Haggard and David
Allan Coe, infiltrate the CMA’s. And, pretending to be the
backup band, pounce on Rascal Flats and Toby Keith. Brains eaten.
Entrails used as jump ropes. Modern country is given its warning.
Pretty Boy Thorson’s piped in over the auditorium as delirium
ensues. It’s a sad ditty. Tears splash into blood.
Ninja Gun: Mohawk guy: “Hey dude, that doesn’t sound
punk at all… I like Blitz.”
Regular-looking guy in band: “Ever kill a pig for sustenance
with your own hands? The squeal will haunt you.” A pretty
song by down dudes who take the sparkly, slower parts of ‘70s
rock who are dirty, DIY, and current.
First pressing - 500 (14 deep purple 24 navy 29 sky blue 40 violet
73 blue 83 black 86 gray 151 dark gray)
THE TIM VERSION - "Prohibition
Starts Tomorrow" LP In Charles Willeford's book, Cockfighter,
the protagonist of the story starts off with simultaneously losing
his trailer and his underage wife; he'd taken a gamble by doctoring
one of his prize gamecock's beaks and lost everything except what
he could carry. Filter that into stucco, Florida heat, jobs that
get in the way, large record collections, and waking up pissed
but productive, and there you have The Tim Version's second full-length
opus to the cracks in the concrete of American life.
VAGINASORE JR. - This
Here Peninsula, CD/LP
From the underside of America’s drooping
wang comes a band that’s not as dumb as the name may suggest.
Their songs are about the overwhelming beauty of life, dumb assholes
who you can safely deduce are dumb assholes from the stickers
on their jacked-up trucks and lack of use of a blinker to indicate
a lane change, to alcoholic therapists. Suburban problems sung
by working class dudes who “failed to get with the program”
and “followed their dreams” of continuing to make
music later on in life. Sweat bands and flip flops were worn in
the absence of irony during this record. Think of Superchunk at
a yard sale, mixed with a little Leatherface and the desperate,
misfit, determined underdog values of Dinosaur Jr. Featuring members
of Hüsker Düchebag, Clairmel, Shitty Shitty Gangbang,
and the Tim Version.
First pressing - 500 (116 purple mix "w/blue and white",
170 indigo mix "w/black and white", 214 black mix "w/
purple and white")
PRETTY BOY THORSON AND
FRIENDS - Howling 7”EP Being
that our generation of DIY punk is being seriously dismissed,
go ahead and call bullshit if you want, but Jesse Thorson is turning
into our generation’s David Allan Coe. Outlaw misery. Life
misery. Full-bottle comfort. Empty-bottle misery. Transmission-just-dropped-out-half-way-across-the-country,
no-money music. Beside Jesse’s verifiable renegade stance
are expertly crafted songs—some would call them old country
and not be entirely wrong—that are told through the hungry
eyes of someone who is seeking more than this life has been able
to offer. Four songs with a rotating cast of Minnesota rogues.
If there was any justice in this world—and there’s
not—Jesse would be sharing the charts with Merle and Johnny.
Instead, we can all share a bottle and start kicking things aside
as this little fucker spins around.
First pressing - 500 (21 pink mix, 31 purple mix, 49 white mix,
70 dark gray mix, 146 light gray mix, 183 black mix)
4-Way split 7":
Blotto, Conniption Fits, Sass Dragons, Prohibition (OUT OF PRINT)
Four original, unreleased tracks (one by
each band), following the time-tested-and-true formula of Snuffy
Smiles. Pretend that Japan wasn’t another continent, that
it fit right in place of California, and these bands could van
pool to the other parts of America.
Blotto: Ask, “Who is the Japanese Bruce Springsteen when
they slow down?” Would they sound like The Tim Version?
Yes. A little bit, but with sake instead of whiskey. Kampai!
Conniption Fits: Channeling underground Orange County punk rock
that too few folks know about, in the vein of The Pegs and The
Drips: crunchy, punchy, guitar-driven rock.
Sass Dragons: A Chicago-an Dwarves-style hardcore—with a
Black Sabbath hiccup—by three dudes who aren’t that
tough but have a more-than-significant-amount of chest hair between
them.
Prohibition: From the Minnesota of Japan, a song that’s
both Blitz and Replacements and neither and both at the same time.
Just imagine them in Viking helmets and tight underwear playing
in your front room.
Pressing of 500, all mixed color. Co-release with Let’s
Pretend. Cover art by Ben Snakepit.
First pressing - 500 (70 violet mix, 142 purple mix, 144 gray
mix)
Second pressing - Coming soon!
VENA CAVA - Weapons of
Mass Communication CDEP Waiting for new Vena Cava songs is
pretty much like watching the polar ice caps melt. And when they
do, the results are devastating. Fronted by brother and sister,
April and Corey, they're a punk pop trio from North Park, CA.
(Think X, not Queers). Corey is a tall man who, at one time, looked
like the Pringles dude, but is now rockin' a Dostoevsky beard.
April says a lot of people think they're twins. One of them is
four years older. April often wears dresses and is tough. Party
Marty blacked out mid fist pump during their pre-Fest set, knocking
April's microphone right into her teeth. She didn't stop singing.
This is a six-song EP. Yes, it took them four years, but, hey,
at least they're not displacing polar bear habitats. Five of the
songs are new. One's re-recorded. All of them kill.
MADISON BLOODBATH - Gittin'
Loose With Madison Bloodbath CD The
debut full length release from Madison Bloodbath. This is the
first full length for the band, but they have releases under their
belt including a split seven inch with Dan Padilla and a self
produced demo CDR. This 11 song recording shows the band turning
a promising and refreshing malty start into a whole keg full of
awesome.
THE SHAKING HANDS - s/t
CD After several months of toil
the New CD from Gainesville's THE HORROR, now known as THE SHAKING
HANDS is available!
PRETTY BOY THORSON /
CORTEZ THE KILLER split 7" Hello Minnesota! Two bands, two songs
apiece. Pretty Boy Thorson continues to rebuild the house that
has laid vacant by the likes of… uhm, non-shitty rock'n'roll
that's all sparky and not wanky. Think if rockabilly wasn't so
“skinhead retirement program” and more fuck-yeah,
stripped-down, meat and callous, Hank Williams Sr. rock. Their
second song, “Can't Find the Lord” is a Cranford Nix
cover. Cranford died of an overdose at 33, but lives on at 33
1/3. Cortez The Killer – let's be honest, dudes –
recorded their two offerings on a shitty four track. But would
you rather have a Yngwie Malmsteen-sounding “good”
or the ‘60s, Top Of The Tops-style scorchers that Cortez
The Killer play and are catchy as fuck? A little rough around
the edges; just like we like it. Dave Disorder personally silk-screened
all 500 covers by himself, by hand (not by robot), on his kitchen
table. Each one is different and quality is dependant on how stoned
Dave was.
STRANDED - "Broken
Bottles And The Way We Live" 7" A lot of people think that Ferdinand
Magellan was the first man to circumnavigate the globe. He wasn't.
He got killed in the Philippines, but his crew made it. A lot
of people may think that it's easy to get out of town. A town
like Tampa. But there's this thing called beer. Pour that over
your head in a waterfall of apathy, throw in some STDs (both the
burny type and warty type), a concealed firearm, and let that
all soak in for eight years. Then tell me that the city line of
Tampa is only ten miles away. For The Stranded, that city line
may as well be the Strait of Magellan (off of the coast of South
America). But they rage. For fans of: unchecked aggression, NOFX
withdrawals, and laziness.
WATSON - "Chasing
500" CD Brighten up your day with songs about
cancer, death, alcoholism, and self hatred. You can actually hear
the vein in Dave Decker's forehead throb in the recording. We're
talking intense dude. With members and ex members of Clairmel,
Vaginasore Jr, and the Dukes Of Hillsborough. Recorded by Rob
Mc Gregor. Artwork by Keith Rosson.
THE TIM
VERSION - "Still Have The Nerve To Call Ourselves A Band"
CD A collection of out-of-print, hard-to-find,
half-of-splits, and hey-we-haven't-used-that-yets. If you're already
a fan of The Tim Version, it saves you any chance of exercise
by switching from the record player to CD; you know what you're
in for. If you're new to ‘em, imagine watching America's
formation and demise, as sung by a drunk, yet hopeful, rocket
scientist and backed by a guy who really doesn't like to be yelled
“Alex Van Fucking Halen” at when he drums. Well, at
least repeatedly. 28 tracks.
TILTWHEEL - "Hair
Brained Scheme Addicts" CD The CD re-release of the first full-length
Tiltwheel record (Battle Hymns was a collection, my friend). The
dude who originally released this sold the master tapes at a garage
sale and later went to jail for possession. Karma; yeowch. Tiltwheel
has self-described themselves as “'Pleatherface,' the poor-man's
Leatherface,” which is sorta true, but mostly false, because
Tiltwheel built the pyramids.
BLOTTO - "Get
On Bored" LP (OUT OF PRINT) Life would be better if you were
followed around by a life-sized foam mascot in the shape of
a beer bottle that would come to your rescue every time you
were about to make a bad decision and would reward you with
a drink every time you made a good choice. Foamie would stop
you from doing stupid shit like buying, say, a Mayday Parade
record, and he'd jump with joy when you picked up Blotto—perhaps
Japan's best export since the microprocessor. We give them D4;
the Land of the Rising Sun returns the favor. Diplomacy! Thanks
Foamie! 20 songs total, only 500 pressed.
First pressing- 501 pressed (7 gold, 98 yellow, 396 black)
TILTWHEEL / DAN PADILLA
/ THE TIM VERSION / HIDDEN SPOTS 4-way split 7" Tiltwheel is 2/3rds Dan Padilla.
The Hidden Spots is some ratio of The Jack Palance Band, sand,
and awesome. Dan Padilla was named after a bank robber. The Tim
Version is named not only after a Replacement's album, but a specific
(and preferred) version of Tim. It's a four-way battle royale
and no one's getting thrown out of the ring. If you're a person
who can hear burritos whisper, the burrito's pretty much telling
you this kills.
First pressing- 300 pressed (300 black)
Second pressing- 400 pressed (26 hot pink, 59 gray, 77 pink, 94
purple, 144 blue)
PRETTY BOY THORSON AND
THE FALLING ANGELS - "Take It Easy" CD Just as it takes a certain amount
of nuts to be lounging on a lavender sparkle Sportster while retaining
a sneer, Pretty Boy Thorson play instruments that have been pussified
by too many coffee house dickweeds. And they reclaim them into
songs that pounce. If you call this folk-punk, use the rear door,
hippie. Music made to lose your voice singing along to.
TOO MANY DAVES 7" Party. Rock. Weed. Pizza. Beer. Dumb
is good. This 7” makes the Ramones seem like smart….
math… guys. Members and ex-members of: Tiltwheel, Dan Padilla,
Vaginasore Jr., No Truth Lies, Watson, Clairmel, Blood Bath and
Beyond and Rcade Inferno. The Daves are: Dave Disorder, Dave Decker,
Davey Quinn, Rcade Dave, and Larry "Joe" David.
First pressing- 300 pressed (300 black)
Second pessing- 300 pressed (12 purple, 32 gray, 57 light blue,
199 blue)
PRETTY BOY THORSON AND
THE FALLING ANGELS - "Aint It Funny" CD Gave up on self-described rockabilly
awhile ago. Couldn't hang out with the gangs of Fonzs. Heeeeyyy!
But if you like the idea of a little backbeat, a little acoustic
guitar wrestled around, a melody you can snap your finger to without
being surrounded by hair grease, you'll be liking this. From Minneapolis.
If fashion had never met up with the genre at the beginning…
it would blaze.
THE HIDDEN SPOTS 7" Chattanooga is a place where rats
have big tumors, that if an out-of-town band plays a tennis court
and doesn't bring enough beer, it could get ugly with the locals,
and is home to some of the hardest-partying, down-to-earth people
who love music. Vocally lead by Mike Pack, inventor of the “Shit
Stain High Five,” this is all about self-definition in your
life on the inside (flags are stupid, empty pulpits would be rad),
and partying on the outside (drugs soaked with other drugs, in
beer; more please). It's not a paradox, either, it's just life
lived fully.
First pressing- 500 pressed (498 black, 2 pink and black)
OFF WITH THEIR HEADS
/ THE DUKES OF HILLSBOROUGH split 7" (OUT OF PRINT) Working class post traumatic stress
disorder music… that you can drink to… or obsess over
an ex-girlfriend about… while serious contemplating killing
someone or something. OWTH from Minneapolis. Dukes from Tampa.
Both buuuuummmmmeeeddd.
First pressing- 500 pressed (1 purple, 6 yellow, 10 red and black,
83 black, 200 green, 200 red)
Second pressing- 500 pressed (500 black)
TILTWHEEL / DOWN IN THE
DUMPS split 7" (OUT OF PRINT) In this piñata we call life,
it often feels like we're as fragile as gaudy, thin paper glued
over chicken wire mashed into some sort of shape, while blindfolded
people take heavy whacks at us with sticks, all for the joy of
seeing our guts spill out and eating our insides. That laughter
can be the saddest sound, but it can also be a small triumph for
the listener. Tiltwheel and Down In The Dumps explore that theme.
First pressing- 500 pressed (10 black/orange, 200 orange, 290
black)
DAN PADILLA / MADISON
BLOODBATH split 7" (OUT OF PRINT) First pressing- 500 pressed (5 b/w
marble, 200 white, 295 black)
WATSON - "Killing
Momentum" CD EP Have you ever met dudes that the
cleanest thing in their lives was their motorcycle? Looked like
total fuckin' dirtbags, smelled bad, ill-fitting clothes, but
what they rode was immaculate and was perfectly tuned? I have
no idea what the grooming habits of the dudes in Watson look are,
but they sure make some pretty, ballsy music. I can't help imagine
that they ignore all the extraneous parts of their lives—shit
like what toothpaste to use or ever thinking about buying shoes
if the ones they're wearing don't have holes—into making
intricately fitting songs so listenable. Contain: Richie, Paul,
and Dave from Clairmel and Jeff from the The Dukes.
NO TRUTH LIES CD They're totally fuckin' socialists
in a Phil Ochs meets pizza delivery, thinking-about-higher-education
sort of way. Mix with an unhidden love of Rowdy Rodder Piper's
superior performance in They Live, and viola, plain shirt, regular
pants political punk with a very clever tongue in a very clever
“everyman” disguise.
VENA CAVA / SICK SICK
BIRDS split 7" Vena Cava: The man from the Pringles
can is in a band with his sister! Splice Jawbox in with bits of
X, take away any hint of preciousness or pretension, and (magic
hand move): independently minded rock that doesn't separate grit
from emotion. Sick Sick Birds: Ever wonder if it was possible
for a band to disband with their ethics intact (The Thumbs), then
come along several years later and present their age with a bit
of grace and knowing? Sick Sick Birds do just that. Not the fireball
of the Thumbs, but definitely not bourgeois “look at my
tasteful $500 lamp” sweater vest rock either. For fans of
Superchunk and not becoming “dandy” with age.
First pressing- 500 pressed (500 black)
Second pressing- 500 pressed (500 black)
DUKES OF HILLSBOROUGH
- "Telling Time By Our Vices" CD No, not a heartless dis referencing
the Hillsborough disaster, a deadly human crush on April 15, 1989,
at a soccer stadium in Sheffield, England resulting in the deaths
of 96 people (a name choice the boys had to be protected against
during a tour of Merry Ol' England), their name comes from the
Florida county in which they reside. Gruff, unrepentant, for-the-love-of-alcohol,
most-people-suck full-length. Wrap it all with vocals stuffed
with burlap and not-caring-what-you-think-s, and you've got a
good grasp of the Dukes.
DAN PADILLA CD (OUT OF
PRINT) If you look really close at this
illustration, there is no fucking way that that door is big enough
to walk through, even taking perspective into account. So, that
bank was run by Oompa Loompas? Fuck them. They're fuckin' creepy
and use candy as currency anyway… Dan Padilla sings about
California's shrubbery, feeling bad – but being okay with
that, mostly – and having a heart. This is actually a band,
not a solo project by a man named Dan. Dan's in another band.
VAGINASORE JR CD Member lovingly held in a chokehold
during a Radon set by a bouncer? Check. Pedophilia/stalker cover?
Check. Name that pretty much guarantees that women will think
twice – three times – about buying it? Check. But
that doesn't negate the fact that creeper melodies, manic energy,
and good times don't prevail. Contains members of Clairmel and
the Tim Version.
TRICYCLE FARM - "Everything's
on Sale" CD In the New Jersey suburb of Chattanooga,
there is a band who has taken the torch of Bruce Sprinsteen, dropped
that torch in beer, it got scuffed by using as a muffler; they
went on a bender with it, drank from it like a chalice, and then
they duct taped that torch to the front of their van like a unicorn
horn, but it drooped like a wang the further they toured from
home.
RCADE INFERNO - "This
Gent's A Scoundrel" CD A St. Pete duo of two dudes who yell
and sing with an acoustic guitar and drums live. On this record,
they sound more like the Violent Femmes meet the Vindictives.
Snotty, sneering, I-just-did-something-stupid, I-dare-you-to-stop-this-next-awesome-party-move
rock.
V/A "To Live And
Die In Tampa Bay" CD Dear World: My name is Tampa Bay.
We are known for the Buccaneers and the illegal importation of
Cuban cigars. Oh, and meth and the heat. But besides that—or
maybe perhaps partially because of that—our bands have that
raw, rugged underdog charm of looking at constant failure's toothless
face, right in the mouth. To even make non-douchebag music is
tough enough in this part of the country. Please understand the
forces that are against us. If you appreciate honest, straight
forward music that comes from the underside of Florida's wang,
you've come to the right place. Songs from Tim Version, Dukes
of Hillsborough, Rogue Set, Clairmel, Vaginasore Jr, Arcade Inferno,
Flat Stanley, and more.
VAGINA SORE JR 7"
EP (OUT OF PRINT) Fashionless Tampa punk rock. Still
at war with the vage, the boys lament the loss of a great friend—“they
docked my pay for the shot to end his life… why did you
have to kill my dog?”—being the band on a bill that
no one came to see, and moments of clarity during drunken brawls
in the middle of the street.
First pressing- 300 pressed (300 clear)
Second pressing- 200 pressed (200 pink n' purple)
THE DUKES OF HILLSBOROUGH
/ ALTAIRA - "Sometimes You Eat The Bar, Sometimes The Bar
Eats You" split CD (OUT OF PRINT) We can all pretty much agree that
The Big Lebowski is one of the best movies ever made and most
dudes would skin a puppy to have Sam Elliot's moustache…
this split follows suit, although this is not quite up to par
with Autobahn's fourth record. Altaira: Altaira means “brightest
star” in Arabic. One dude was from Guff. One dude went onto
Tiltwheel and Dan Padilla. Sweeping melodies. Intricate little
parts. Dukes: Have not updated their website since 2006. They've
been too busy rockin'.
ALTAIRA - "Weigh
Your Conscience" CD EP (OUT OF PRINT)
THE BAR FEEDERS - "50
Ways To Leave Your Liver" CD If being drunk and having great hearts
equaled rocket science in this world, The Bar Feeders would be
a band of Einsteins and Oppenheimers. Think about it, if the Bar
Feeders had that place in history, we wouldn't be facing the threat
of nuclear war, but of just looking forward to the next weekend's
alcoholocaust of fun. Politicians suck.
THE TIM VERSION - "Prohibition
Starts Tomorrow" CD (OUT OF PRINT) In Charles Willeford's book, Cockfighter,
the protagonist of the story starts off with simultaneously losing
his trailer and his underage wife; he'd taken a gamble by doctoring
one of his prize gamecock's beaks and lost everything except what
he could carry. Filter that into stucco, Florida heat, jobs that
get in the way, large record collections, and waking up pissed
but productive, and there you have The Tim Version's second full-length
opus to the cracks in the concrete of American life.
THE DUKES OF HILLSBOROUGH
- "If Only We Had Some Place To Go" CD Travis Malloy, of the Dukes, was
shuttling people back and forth from the airport and Gainesville
during a Fest weekend. The weather was terrible. The van topped
out at 35 or so. Figuring that that was the vehicular speed equivalent
to drinking in a parking lot (give or take) he uncapped a 40oz
and continued driving. Travis is also a scientist, so he has clearance.
(Just don't ask him to show you his “badge” because
you'll be getting some balls, sooner or later.) One the cover:
the Dukes' van, in a pinch, runs on Old Milwuakee Lite. (Bathing
suit season is always just around the block in Florida, even for
the vehicles.)
WATCH IT BURN / TILTWHEEL
- "Twice the Dose" Split CD (OUT OF PRINT)
Tiltwheel: At a tour stop in Eerie Pennsylvania,
Davey got out of the van, and started doing this little dance.
It wasn't much more than putting his hands into loose fists, bending
his elbows, and wiggling his belly back and forth in a twist-like
motion. He did this for a long time. “Man, this feels good,”
he said. I looked over at what he was looking at. The streets
were basically empty, but the city had all of these over-sized
fiberglass fish painted in different ways, and there was a kid,
slack jawed, just staring at one for longer than Davey did his
dance. This CDEP contains the longest Tiltwheel song ever recorded.
Epic. San Diego's Watch It Burn: are very, very earnest and really
like what Tiltwheel is putting down.
SCRM / The Tim Version
"Go Halves On A Bastard" split CD
(OUT OF PRINT) Here's the essence
of this release: “I wouldn't trade it all for the safety
of just pussin' out again.” What do you call a battle where
no one wins, except the listener? A good time. Don't let College
Park Maryland's Superchinchillarescuemission's goofy name fool
you. It's hyper-driven, kick the madness dead, intricate (not
noodley), literate punk at the core of its whiskey-soaked soul.
Jimmy “The Truth” of Panthro UK United 13 played bass
for SCRM. Now he calls people at 3 AM drunk and sells helicopters.
The Tim Version have a waaay bigger cumulative record collection
than most citizens and they can rock in flip flops and floppy
hats without any Jimmy Buffet residue sticking to ‘em. Two
bands. All nice guys. Sounds like: real rocks in whiskey glasses.
THE DUKES OF HILLSBOROUGH
- "Undefeated At Russian Roulette" CD Come to think of it, The Dukes are
a lot like the Deer Hunter of Tampa… if screaming about
being bummed and wanting to off most of the world, but loving
your friends and your buddies could be a rock opera, without the
opera part… here you go.
SUPER CHINCHILLA RESCUE
MISSION CD EP Seth Swaaley, the vocalist and lyricist
for SCRM, should be a poet laureate if there was any justice in
this world. There is no justice in this world. He's an electrician
now. Scorchingly direct CDEP, driven by dudes who were in or would
go into Panthro UK United 13, Crispus Attucks, and Medic. Their
house had so many cockroaches in it; there were some inside of
videotapes.
JACK PALANCE BAND - "Get
This Shit Under Way" CD Imagine a nation of Homer Simpsons
slapping their millions of heads in unison, with the chorus “D'oh!”
filling in the echo. That, my friend is the sound of people missing,
quite possibly, one of the best, unheralded punk rock records
to ever come out of the South (still). Imagine being hugged tightly
in restraint, (with guitars and voice that seems to be singing
directly to you) while the world is burning. Take all that wanky
masturbation of people who can play their instruments and turn
it completely inside out: music that displays more and more with
each listen.
DOC HOPPER / EL SECONDHAND
- "Please Send Help" split CD Doc Hopper: No, it's not solo version
(with ukulele) rendition from the character in the The Muppet
Movie, the owner of a struggling french-fried frog legs restaurant
franchise trying to get Kermit to be his spokesfrog, it's a band
in the Descendents vs. Gang Green vein of things, and there's
much action in their thrash pop. Member Chris Pierce went on to
For Science. El Secondhand: Very much liked Weezer, do covers
of Buddy Holly, Elvis Costello, and two Slayer tracks, and fill
in the points in between with their own gluey audio hi-jinx.
V/A RITALIN RIOT 2 -
"30 band sampler" CD Hey, the first one did well, let's
release another one. A nice survey of bands making music in 2001.
Featured, are tracks by: At the Drive In, Hot Water Music, Less
Than Jake, Leatherface, Against All Authority, Cadillac Blindside,
The Fairlanes, The Thumbs, The Gamits, The Movie Life, Cooter,
Small Brown Bike, The Impossibles, Pinhead Circus, and a whole
lot more.
THE TIM VERSION - "Creating
Forces That Don't Exist" CD (OUT OF PRINT) In
San Pedro, California in the Green Hills Memorial Park, there
are two graves that are a couple of football fields apart. Dennes
Dale Boone and Henry Charles Bukowski, Jr. D. Boone was the lead
singer of the Minutemen. Bukowski's grave has a picture of a boxer
and the words “Don't try.” And although Tampa's The
Tim Version don't sound anything like the Minutemen and aren't
all booze-and-broads as Bukowski, the pioneering spirit and the
stark individualism are there. The Tim Version is four dudes following
their own plan. Hard times. Hard thinking. Hard playing. Gravel
throats. Laminated record cards for Goodwill finds. It's never
too late to start looking into a great, largely overlooked band's
back catalog.
THUMBS / JACK PALANCE
BAND split 7" From Baltimore, The Thumbs toured
heavily, put out great full-lengths, and even eventually got signed
to Adeline Records. And much like Scared of Chaka, they were a
rulin' band through and through: smart, fuzzy-dirty punk with
melodies weaving throughout and, although they got dedicated fans,
most people didn't take note. Perhaps it was timing. Perhaps it
was whatever, but the Thumbs never got their due. Don't be bummed,
listen to their legacy. Jack Palance Band: Serious time. We were
all very, very wasted, sitting in a parking lot, waiting for someone
to show up. It was a couple hours, and all we did was crank The
Jack Palance Band over and over again, and went, “Woah,
did you hear that? Anyone want to hear something else?”
“No.” We played it until the battery died.
First pressing- 1000 pressed (1000 clear green)
THE BAR FEEDERS - "Pour
For Four, Por Favor" LP Their bilingual first record. Just
kidding! A straight-edge classic. Just kidding! Cover by a world-famous
artist. Just kidding! The loveable, drunk mugwumps are at it again.
Originally released when third-rate ska was tidal waving our shores
and they're 100% immune to its influences. That's called sticking
to your guns and not being a panty waste.
COOTER - "Looking
Up" CD (OUT OF PRINT)
BURDEN OF LIFE - "Self
Titled" CD/LP Existentialism informs us that we
must be 100% accountable for all of our actions in life, that
we are essentially alone, and the consequences are for us—and
us alone—to endure. Taking Kierkegaard's philosophy to heart,
some members of the Dukes of Hillsborough get a long, hard Hot
Water Music look at themselves in the mirror and study this zit
of human existence; the pain of reality and the instant pleasure
it provides when it's popped.
TILWHEEL - "Hair
Brained Scheme Addicts" LP (SOLD OUT) This is the record that landed Tiltwheel…
in some of the finest backyards and basements across this great
land of ours. Davey Tiltwheel knows his music. He picked the only
non-shit Icicle Works song in existence. Originally released on
laser disc. An original member of Tiltwheel would go on to jump
the Great Wall of China on a skateboard. (Fact checked!) Another
member got kicked out of Blink 182 when they were known just as
Blink. (“You're in!” and they never called back.)
First pressing- 1000 pressed (1000 clear)
V/A RITALIN RIOT 1.5
CD This is a re-issue of our first CD
compilation, which serves as a nice national snapshot of music
at the time. There are 25 bands total with several unreleased
tracks. Bands include: Dillinger Four, At The Drive In, Ann Beretta,
The Thumbs, Big Wig, Panthro UK United 13, Cooter, Tiltwheel,
The Impossibles, The Fairlanes, and more.
