
Here's some classic old school stuff from bands like Dark Angel, Kreator, Sabbat and more.
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In case you've missed the word on the street, Blake Schwarzenbach (of Jawbreaker/Jets To Brazil fame) has teamed up with Aaron Cometbus (of Crimpshrine/Pinhead Gunpowder/Cometbus fanzine fame) to start playing music again under the name Thorns of Life. While there is nothing going around in the form of a demo, i did manage to come across this live recording from Gilman Street recorded at the end of last month. Instead of just sitting on it and taking it all in, i figure i could share it with all of you and maybe make your day better. I've listened to this recording quite a few times now, and I'm going to go ahead and say that i give this two thumbs up. It's definitely not Jawbreaker, so for those like myself longing for another blast of semi-heart-broken nostalgia, you're just going to have to go back to those old classics, but for those interested in hearing what two of the most notable heavyweights from the golden era of Bay Area punk have going on, then you are in luck. Enjoy.
Over the last year, Algernon Cadwallader has become a staple of my day to day listening regiment. starting with their magnificent demo, their sound closely akin to that of the legendary Cap'n Jazz, drew me in, their full length, Some Kind Of Cadwallader, drove the point home that these boys weren't here just for comparisons, but ready to stand on their own feet as powerful players hell bent on bringing fun back to punk. Their songs, reliant on driving bass lines and catchy hooks, has won them fans spanning the globe, and it shouldn't be much of a surprise. The fact is, the music is good, it's inventive, and most importantly it never takes itself too seriously, all things that seem too often forgotten about. It's okay to be happy, it's okay to have fun, we can't be pissed all the time, right?
Sweet sweet grindcore from the fertile crescent of hatred that is Ft. Smith, Arkansas. Rash of Beatings were mercilessly short-lived, but exceedingly brutal in their reign. At the time Tulsa, Ft. Smith, and Fayetteville kids spent way too much time in each others cities, thus creating this inexplicably amazing scene that state lines could not contain. I have so many good memories from this time period, Jason, whose guttural vocals just tore straight to your blackened soul was in reality one of the sweetest people i have ever known, and much like my other friend jason often found himself crashing out on my couch. The last time i remember seeing them was opening for Spazz back in '98, i want to say i saw them more after that, but everything gets kind of foggy after you've seen a band a couple dozen times.
That said, let's take a moment to discuss Providence, RI's Soul Control. I had no clue what to expect from them when they showed up at the monolith last week, but as with most shows i just see where it takes me. I was pleasantly surprised. They only played for maybe twenty five minutes, but in that short span of time, the grooves were laid down, the fingers found themselves pointed skyward, and the small crowd erupted into a movement of bodies bouncing off walls. I had peeped out their merch table to see a set of three seven inches, and noticed the title "Like Spiders". for some reason as i gazed at it, perused the lyrics and found them to be coming from the same place i often find myself. I walked back to the side of the stage only to realize the band had just broken into said song. having just read the lyrics i was free to actually get lost in the groove and that is exactly what i did and continued to do until their climactic cover of Inside Out's "no spiritual surrender". Immediately following the show i grabbed the three seven inches they had with them, and took them straight home to throw them on the turn table. I didn't spend too much time looking at the records at the show, but when i got home i realized that not only did the covers come together to make a larger picture, but each 7" was only one-sided. Now I'm all for gimmicks with record packaging, but i just spent $9 on three songs by a band i hardly knew anything about. Luckily, the seven inches were good. Damn good actually. the Like Spiders 7" easily my favorite of the batch, the last 45 second of the track is nothing but finger pointing good times and one hell of a bad ass breakdown. A few days after the show i came across mp3s of the 7"s (including the fourth 7" Fundamental Forces that they did not have with them for some reason) and felt that i needed to share them. i hope you enjoy them as much as i have been, and maybe if we're all lucky, i might even post again within the month.