I remember the first time my young eyes saw Wendy O Williams and the Plasmatics do their thing on TV and my little brain almost exploded! I had never seen anything like them before and I was at a total loss. Now that I’m older, I appreciate what she and her bandmates stood for, because they never sounded hardcore enough for me. The Plasmatics were more than just music, they fought for free speech and wanted to shock the fuck out of people. Looking back on it, Wendy O Williams was way more punk than many people I knew from the 80′s, she just expressed her angst in different ways. Check out this documentary about a woman who was way before her time!
If you follow CVLT Nation then you know that we are huge fans of both OATHBREAKER & YAITW. So we could not pass up the chance of sharing with you their feral & mind-numbing performances at The Acheron in Brooklyn. Much respect due to PITFULLOFSHIT for capturing this insane footage! Make sure to catch OATHBREAKER on tour now with CULT LEADER.
Vilkacis is the solo project of Mike Rekevics – perhaps better known for his drum work as part of California black metal/drone ensemble Fell Voices – and so far has seen just one release, last year’s EP The Fever of War, which last month saw re-release through Dead Section Records. Vilkacis purveys a freezing, lo-fi black metal augmented by epic guitar riffing and yawning, atmospheric chasms – a step away from the bone-numbing frost of Rekevics’ previous work with Fell Voices and Ash Borer, and toward the grim bones of early black metal’s more atmospheric-minded moments.
If Darkthrone’s ‘En Vind Av Sorg’ was a moonless winter night, Vilkacis’ ‘Freezing Hell’, The Fever of War‘s opening track, is the following dawn – with Rekevics’ guitar slowly but proudly rising over the snow-shod landscape set up by the band’s rhythm section. Throughout The Fever of War, the instrumentals are hypnotic and massive, and the gritty production compresses them into a chill-inducing, intricate wall-of-noise that seems to rise over whistling wind. There’s little room for frivolity on this record, with the barest hint of folk on ‘Wolf’s Eyes’ vanishing into white gloom, and ‘Sentinel At the Gate’, an airy synth piece, adding space to its scope by allowing the notes to fade into silence. What little melody the guitar riffs offer is just a gateway to the hypnotism The Fever of War drags the listener into.
Perhaps what’s most striking about The Fever of War, however, is Rekevics’ marriage of his work on more ambient-minded black metal with the all of the accoutrements of the genre’s Norwegian days. The instrumentals are dynamic, but repetitive to the point of hypnotic, and make no room for Rekevics’ gruff roar as it appears and vanishes just as quickly, lending them a sort of proclamatory element that wouldn’t be out of place on an early Immortal record. ‘Wolf’s Eyes’ has the drums fall away from the guitar/bass duo, dragging the listener through a soaring blizzard before returning to the ground again. The aforementioned ‘Sentinel At the Gate’ mixes Paysage d’Hiver-like soundscapes with the meditative, ululating drone of Fell Voices.
There’s a bizarre stillness that takes hold as the band continues – almost oxymoronic when the instrumentals, which are bold and strident, are considered. But as they paint their bleak picture, slowly enfolding the listener in frigid layers of snow and grandiose atmosphere, it becomes clear that despite the belligerent title of The Fever of War, Vilkacis distances itself from the precocious violence of black metal, preferring instead to marry the past and present of black metal into a unique affair that can only become more fascinating.
Fever of War is now available through Dead Section and Psychic Violence Records.
Filmmaker and animator Mark Rennie has just completed a visually arresting short film entitled PILGRIMAGE. The film is a character study of a haunting, inhuman figure, but more than that it is a study of the house it was filmed in, Scotland’s infamous Ury House. Once the northeastern headquarters of the Scottish Quakers, the current buildings of Ury House were built in 1885, but the estate has a history dating back to the 15th century as the home of lairds. Mark Rennie has made this estate the site of his own pilgrimage, and explains his attraction to it below:
The film became a testament to the building itself, something that was once beautiful and elegant, now has no roof, no floors, broken tiles fallen from the fireplaces of floors high above. Now only inhabited by the odd urban explorer and a flock of pigeons. I have returned to this building with friends numerous times since I discovered it, and it feels like the building is really a part of me now; I know my way around it like I know my way around my own home. Trees grow up through the middle of the rooms and old wallpaper peels from half-collapsed stairways.
Check out PILGRIMAGE as well as photos of the estate taken by Karolin Köster.
Many of the older heads from my generation believe that Punk died with them in the 80′s, but they have it all wrong! The movement is so alive with so many different forms of expression, from backyard parties to DIY spaces, run by punks for punks. On a musical tip, my mind is blown on the daily by a new Punk band I have never heard of, who are so fucking on point I recognize that I’m listening to something special. I’m not saying that what happened in the late 70′s and 80′s didn’t lay a foundation for punk today, but the kids of 2014 are building a new foundation that is just as valid as the punks that came before them. Today CVLT Nation celebrates the new school, with a huge video essay featuring Blazing Eye, Drug Lust, Glue, Vacant Future, Hank Wood and the Hammerheads, The Flex, Violent Reaction, Institute, Hounds of Hate, S.H.I.T., Impalers, Column of Heaven, Ilsa, Abortion Reels, Replica, ZyanosE, Bleed the Pig, Savageheads, The Stasi, Thumpsuckers, Act of Impalement, System Fucker, The Repos, Lumpy and the Dumpers, Salvation, HOAX, IN DISGUST, Stoic Violence, GAG and KURRAKÄ!
Industrial madness! Industrial noise! Industrial tribes of humans! THROBBING GRISTLE were before their time! In 1981, this groundbreaking band gave an outstanding performance in San Francisco. Right now confront THROBBING GRISTLE and allow them to pound your braincells into submission…and check out this intense 54 minute show in the process!
Check out this new beautiful shot short film called SKIN about the Martyka “Skin Dog” Brandt, one of the founding members of the Mighty Mongrel Mob. CVLT Nation salutes Tom Gould and his creative crew for making such stellar film.
Martyka ‘Skin Dog’ Brandt – gang member, champion racecar driver and devoted solo father.
‘Skin‘ documents the life of Martyka Brandt, a member of New Zealand’s largest and most notorious gang, the Mighty Mongrel Mob. In a gang comprised predominantly of Maori and Pacific Islanders, Martyka was one of the few Pakeha members who joined the gang in the early ’70s.
From being admitted to a mental institution at the age of 14, escaping and living a life of Mongrelism, Martyka’s life drastically changed as he began to raise his own family, later becoming a solo father raising 10 children through welfare and foster care.
Filmed in Napier, New Zealand
A film by Tom Gould
Music composed by Fire & Ice
Special thanks to Halcyon Digital, Te Paea, Tynesha, Martika, Nikita
This is fucking so sick: check out this full set from Austin’s INSTITUTE. This outstanding young post punk band has a stellar self titled EP out on Deranged Records. Their DIY in-studio performance is spot on and reminds me of watching lo-fi public access shows growing up! If INSTITUTE is headed to your town, make sure you go and check them out!
The original noize nutters, the original noize merchants, the original basket cases – DISORDER were all of these things. This Bristol, UK hardcore band were on some next shit for sure. Check out them wrecking havoc live in Yugoslavia in 1988…Who let them out of the crazy house!
HELL & ASH BORER are headed to the Gilead Fest taking place this weekend! For now, check this unreal footage of both bands in Brooklyn at St. Vitus Bar. Much respect due to our comrade in heavy, PITFULLOFSHIT, for capturing this show on film!
07.16.14 – Indianapolis, IN – Belt and Leather Shoppe
07.17.14 – Chicago, IL – Club Rectum
07.18.14 – Oshkosh, WI – Gilead Media Fest
07.21.14 – Minneapolis, MN – Triple J
07.22.14 – Omaha/Lincoln, NE – TBA
07.23.14 – Denver, CO – TBA
07.25.14 – Boise, ID – The Crux
YIDHRA have the bloodlust, and on their new video for “Blood is the Harvest” of their album HEXED, you can almost taste it yourself! This video reeks of fresh kills and sweet, sticky blood, and takes you into the mind of the band. It’s a sick and twisted place full of giant riffs and holy water…pick up a copy of HEXED here and enjoy our video premiere of YIDHRA’s “Blood is the Harvest” below!
There is such a thing as Punk TV, created by Punks for Punks, and it’s called PIDDLE. After watching all 3 episodes, I knew I was watching something really fucking special. It’s totally DIY and totally fucking brilliant. PIDDLE is full of insane footage from some of my favorite bands, but it’s the interviews that have me so stoked on this show…All I have to say is keep up the great work…PIDDLE is Must See Tv!
Emotions are never so acute as they are in childhood. Happiness is intoxicating and overwhelming, and fear is all-encompassing. Your imagination is so powerful, it drives your every waking minute. Nightmares become reality, because the line between the day life and night life of your mind is blurred. Photographer Arthur Tress sought to capture this dream reality in his series Daymares, where he staged photographs of children’s nightmares and fantasies in the 60s and 70s. While documenting a children’s art workshop, he had the idea to interview the kids and bring their dreams to life. The results are haunting, and a window into childhood, even though they were taken almost half a century ago.
A very special tour kicks off today featuring Texas Crust // Doom specialists DEAD TO A DYING WORLD, and on select dates our comrades in Doom UZALA. All I can say is that if these bands are coming to your city, make sure to make time to go and catch this amazing show. Also stay tuned, because DEAD TO A DYING WORLD will be releasing a new album in the very near future. Right here and now, check out some unreal footage of both bands…This tour is going to be all the way live, so don’t miss out!
July 10, 2014 – Dallas, TX – Double Wide
July 11, 2014 – Midland, TX – Blue Max
July 12, 2014 – Albuquerque, NM – Burt’s Tiki Lounge
July 13, 2014 – Denver, CO – Seventh Circle Music Collective
July 14, 2014 – Salt Lake City, UT – Bar Deluxe*
July 15, 2014 – Boise, ID – Neurolux*
July 16, 2014 – Salem, OR – The Wisp House*
July 17, 2014 – Olympia, WA – The Northern*
July 18, 2014 – Seattle, WA – The Highline*
July 19, 2014 – Portland, OR – Slabtown*
July 20, 2014 – Arcata, CA – The Ink Annex
July 21, 2014 – Oakland, CA – Eli’s Mile High Club
July 22, 2014 – Tijuana, MX – El Tigre Bar
July 23, 2014 – Tucson, AZ – The District Tavern
July 24, 2014 – El Paso, TX – The Sprout
July 25, 2014 – San Antonio, TX – The Korova
July 26, 2014 – Austin, TX – The Lost Well
You are about to experience visual and audio insanity!!! Check out this way fucking beyond raging video of SISSY SPACEK killing shit at the Handbag Factory. It should be noted that they have an unreal new vocalist, Sara from Youth Code, and she brings the pain! SISSY SPACEK have a new 7 inch out now via Dais Records entitled Lead Their Exit…Now get Fucked!
The other day, I watched this intense documentary about the connection between monkey meat and the outbreak of Ebola in Africa. It makes me think about the times I saw passengers getting busted at Heathrow for trying to smuggle bush meat into London. After watching this film, it made me think about how easy Ebola could spread to mainland Europe. Now peep the Monkey Meat and the Outbreak of Ebola documentary…Stay away from the bush meat!
Label: Dais Records
One does not tend to think of Los Angeles as a very “black metal” locale. It really is the direct opposite of isolationism, freezing temperatures, melancholy or anything that would make it appealing to misanthrope black metal stereotypes. The entire populist world has had a love affair with a mythological understanding of Los Angeles since before the okies left the dustbowl in the 30′s. As a result, the city hasn’t had to foster a distinct hotbed of ANY culture since then, because a vibrant and thriving subculture of absolutely everything has never died. San Francisco may have dominated US metal throughout the early 80′s, Florida may have dominated US metal throughout the early 90’s, but Los Angeles had Slayer. That’s a right bower game ender if I ever heard of one.
Harassor come from LA, and definitely have a familiar swagger to how they are doing things – not that they sound like Slayer at all, but their confidence is palpable. Harassor’s take on black metal is very raw and very punk. Not as gnarly and raw as many current acts that intentionally aim for an abrasive tone, but beefier and more insistent than the passive ‘playing-card-in-bicycle-spokes’ drone of earlier “raw black metal” acts like Striborg. Harassor sits comfortably in between, with decently compelling songwriting to compliment their (relatively) simplistic punk-black riffage. This is neither ‘minimalist’ two-riff black metal, nor is it lush, classically-tinged arrangements. There is a confident lack of “style-over-substance” murk to the recording quality as well. Not that murk isn’t useful or cool, but I have heard it more than once used to just mask boring arrangements or lack of ideas. The guitars bark and crackle while the vocals and drums are violently in-your-face, revealing hardcore roots to the unhinged snarl. No one is trying to hide anything behind any tricks or studio-conjured filth.
Harassor aren’t lacking in ideas, but occasionally something pops up that just doesn’t go all the way. Not like a whole album side or anything, just choppy songwriting or a riff that could have been… better (like this sentence). The previously mentioned confidence to their sound wins in the end and Harassor give a “trust the cook” vibe that pays off for them. I was not going to bring up that they are record store employees, but they are, and it’s revealing to know as a listener, especially one who has worked in a record store. The pitfall of being a record store worker is that you are a nerd about your profession. You got the job because you know music, and if you have any musical endeavors of your own, you will probably wind up an obsessive self-editor, because everything you write will sound like someone else’s material to you. In this case, Harassor benefit, because Into Unknown Depths sounds like nothing else that has come out this year so far. Recommended.