ÖNKIIRTÁS

Oooooohhhh, this one is tasty. Exceptionally fierce and heavy Hungarian hardcore, this cassette was a pre-release for an EP (which is now obviously a thing that I am going to need) and it bangs. The slow moshes just churn, and the vocals are deadly....and then there's the fast bits. Yeah. Sometimes hardcore rules. Sometimes I wonder if I'm gonna be one of those "old punks" who gets bored and just shrugs, dismissing new punk because I've lost touch with "the scene" or whatever bullshit excuse old ex-punks give. Then I hear shit like this....yeah, I'm still in it.

ÖNKIIRTÁS

TREATMENT

Weirdo Texas shits that would have fit well on the early '00s Hydra Head roster. Anger, technical hardcore and bold guitars.

CONTROL BURNS // STITCHED

SANDLER & YOUNG

Can I really say anything that is going to swing you one way or the other on this one? I don't think so. But you should do it. A little schmaltz never hurt anyone. 

SANDLER & YOUNG

Life is what you do while you're waiting to die...

COUNTDOWN TO ARMAGEDDON

Another in the long list of under appreciated bands that The Escape enthusiastically celebrates, Seattle's COUNTDOWN TO ARMAGEDDON has dropped some serious tonnage during their run. Like a rabid pack of wolves, they charge at your earholes from the first "go" and never let up, subtle melodies lurking under gritty buzzsaw guitars and fierce dual vocals, while a driving snare batters relentlessly. Epic light speed hardcore/crust with all of the teeth that you need and none of the trappings that keep getting the subgenre dismissed by flavor of the month naysayers....(don't get me wrong, sometimes the flavor of the month can be delicious too, but you get my point).

TURN INTO SHADOWS

FREAK SHOW

Spanish hardcore, wild and nasty. I know nothing about this unearthed '90s gem that's not included with the tape so I'll save you the know-it-all bullshit and let you get to raging. Heavy '80s USHC influence, five songs in five minutes. You're welcome.

FREAK SHOW DEMO '93

ZOTZ // KURRAKÄ

Mexico City's finest dark punks meet Austin's fiercest dark punks. These two were made to be on the same cassette. 

ZOTZ // KURRAKÄ

TRASH MANTRA

This one too me by complete surprise. The artwork led me to believe I was either stepping into a pile of shit-fi noise or was about to be tortured with some awful "ironic" pop punk...artwork lies, my friends. TRASH MANTRA is gorgeous, hypnotic and advanced psychedelic electronic trance brilliance. Simple and raw, not calculated, the half hour of sound on this cassette grabbed me immediately and never let go....listen to the opening of the second track "we are the rats // feeding on your trash" and the careful drunken meander that follows. "Liquor Store" is the closest thing to a traditional "song," and could be reincarnated as a blissed out indie anthem were it not so fukkn weird (in a very very good way), and the tape ends with a driving ten minute synth drenched freakout...it's all here man. And it's all good....like, really good.

TRASH MANTRA

LOTUS FUCKER

You mutants know the drill here, right? Through countless membership changes and mutations, Baltimore's LOTUS FUCKER have been sporadically serving up ferocious noise punk for the better part of a decade...and it still cuts straight through the shit and draws blood. The shit is pure, the shit is weird, and the shit is not for the timid. Maximum volume, please.

THE PLANTED SEED: THIS TIME I WILL SHOW YOU HAPPINESS

OS PEDREIRO

Fast and irreverent late '90s punk from the Brazilian beach town of Vila Velha, this is the kind of melodic shit that we all (and I mean "me" when I say "we") embraced shamelessly at the time because it wasn't dirty yet. Listen to "All My Friends" and hear the HICKEY hooks, while an unmistakable F.Y.P. vibe runs through the whole demo (F.Y.P....I guess I get it, but I was never a fan). Folks from MUKEKA DI RATO and MERDA got their feet wet here, which will likely perk the interest of a few of you....the rest of you? Stop being cool for half a morning and just enjoy yourself, blast "Cuspa Cerveja Na Minha Cara" and think about the good things in the world. If only for a few minutes. It's worth it. 

OS PEDREIROS

Q

Maybe you know about this St. Louis outfit. Maybe you don't I didn't. Then, at about 1:30am on a cold night in Oklahoma City last March, I found out. So now it's your turn.

CQMBQ

THE CRAMPS

I don't really need to put words on the internet about THE CRAMPS, do I? Honestly, they never really did it for me. I get it, their place in the annals of over-the-top sensational punk and glam was cemented long before I knew who they were, and eternal cheers for shoving their cross dressing make up wearing asses in the collective lap of the sketchy skinhead retirement club known as "rockabilly." So here you go....some tracks from '83, a few from '78 and a live set from sometime around the same era. 

MYSTERY GUEST

BURGERKILL

You don't just have to pay attention, you have to look. There are hundreds of these. Thousands. Bands that popped up somewhere on the other side of this flat disc we call home, played their hearts out and then moved on or faded away before the geographically challenged had a chance to notice...or, perhaps, bands that took an entirely different trajectory and ended up playing Wacken, like our Indonesian guests BURGERKILL. 2000's Dua Sisi was their first release, and it's very much a hardcore platter, though the roots of the metal powerhouse they evolved into are evident. I suppose if you put the term "crossover" in a modern context, this is a perfect example? I just think it's a meaty hardcore platter.....

DUA SISI

DEAD END

Absolute ripper. Pure and positive Y2K fastcore from 1999, these kids dropped one EP and one split before disappearing. But this demo.....ooof. All go, no slow, riffs for days and a clenched fist with pointed finger at my keyboard. Someone want to tell me if the Henrik on vocals here is the same Henrik who fronted OUTLAST? Same era, both bands hailed from Linköping...anyone?

DEAD END

LIFE DRAG

People try really hard to be this weird. This dark. This pure. This real. But Minnesota's LIFE DRAG aren't trying.....they are just trying to be. Morose and monotone noise rock dissected and dismantled, dragged back to its most primitive and sinister state. Get loose. Let go. 

FEEL YOUR GRAVE

INEXTREMIS

How many more of these gems have yet to be unearthed and offered to hungry ears? From 1984, At The Point Of Death is an atmospheric death rock masterpiece - deadly plodding pieces with calculated vocals that fall back and sooth when appropriate....only to envelop you. This was new to me when Nostilevo released it a few years back....no history, only history. Superb.

AT THE POINT OF DEATH