Ewok among us.

We love you dark continent. Good night.

Neat-o

Tygers of Pan Tang had a 7" called "Don't Touch me There."

 

Maximum Louisville

Made this in high school. At one time, it was really important to have a beard in Louisville. Also, you needed to be a good at kickball.

Punx over...you're next

This dude's really excited for the new issue of Drug Dogs...and rightfully so. It's got lots of hard hitting punk content and more politics than you can shake a stick at. Politics. Punk. Bondage pants. Do you wanna kill yourself yet?

SALTY STOMP?

A salty zine for salty, salty dudes. Put your butthurt caps on.

We'll be callin 'em like we see 'em #1

 Not dead. Just slow and retarded.

Inky Fanzine Friendship #1: Don't forget the Muggles...

 Digging in the zine crates and I stumbled on this gem. The zine that led to my penpal friendship with Becky Miller. Harry Potter/WarZone inspired cover, really funny reviews. Love this zine. Start hassling her to make more!

Walkin' with Jesus

Here comes the sound...the sound of confusion.

I'd kill myself for you...I'd kill you for myself

 I have no idea what KVLT means or why so many indie dorks are into Black Metal...but have a crappy Valentine's day everyone.

Vio-lence "Bodies on Bodies" (Dylan's Dumb iPod #10)

Vio-lence gets seriously overlooked in the scheme of thrash metal. I guess it comes from arriving "late" (1986?) to the party and for essentially being second/third tier carbon clones (competent ones mind you) without much to distinguish themselves. Then again, I don't get the impression that they were trying to start a thrash revolution. I think they just wanted to mosh...and I'll never NOT get excited about jocks who sing in falsetto and play thrash metal in swimming trunks. Regardless of historical oversights, Eternal Nightmare (1988 debut), is full of stellar moments ("Kill on Command" and "Serial Killer" immediately come to mind...along with an album cover that features a dude falling into a toothy Sarlacc pit) replete with the Cap'n crunchiest of guitar production and Sean Killian's charmingly clumsy screeching, it might be one of the last gasps of thrash freshness before the genre wheezed out in the nineties. See, 'Lence (just why in the hell did they hyphenate their name?) took the route of raw aggression (a'la Exodus) instead of getting bogged down in technicality (a'la Death Angel), enthusiastically waving the flag of bay-area thrash. 

 Eternal Nightmare's biggest shortcoming tends to be Killian's vocals. The dude doesn't have much range, he sounds like a damn muppet bird and he tends to stumble over his lyrics...but the limited abilities give everything a ragged soul (Paul Baloff anyone?) that's endearing to me. Also, it comes off a lil' "samey" as every single song is about death (I know, I know), but it doesn't really detract from the aural experience. "Bodies on Bodies" keeps the "songs about people killing people" theme of the album sporting vocal gems like "laughing at you loudly as you die/your wounds bleed profusely as you die" and "Come with me child, I'll do you no harm/as I violently am clenching her arm." Oof. I do like the part about "a gasoline injection into the vein." Creepy! I bet Dylan Klebold's journal read much the same way. 

The song's most triumphant high points are the throaty call-and-response gang vocals ("KILLING! HE JUST KEEPS KILLING!/BLEEDING THEY JUST KEEP BLEEDING!") A'la Anthrax, S.O.D and a host of other NYHC bands. Also, the circle-pit part rules, and the drumming is top-notch. Ultimately, a great song that's freely indicative of the rest of the album. Hordes of metalheads swear by this album, and it's absolutely crucial, if for nothing more than presenting an exuberant embodiment of Bay Area Thrash.