How much chaos can you fit in eight and a half minutes? Well, according to Obliterations’s debut EP, a fair fucking bit. The four songs found here are anthems of mayhem and disorder, wrapped in an inexplicable amount of anger and raw energy. The clue is that even though the general vibe of the album is quite punkish, there is still a great amount of heavy metal influence. In other words Obliterations do not only worship Black Flag, but Black Sabbath as well.
The guitar work is a testament on the influence that Black Sabbath had on the band’s sound. The main riff of “Kick Against the Pricks” is addictive, while the energy of the music is contagious, and it even features a face melting solo near the end. The feedback intro to “Deaf, Dumb & Blind Faith” soon transforms to a devastating path of destruction with the vocals howling relentlessly.
The whistling start of “Wage Slaves” soon takes over, with just the bass and the drums leading the track until the guitars kick in with a solo and then start unleashing the intoxicating riffs that the band finds so easy to come up with, while the yelling vocals still accompany you through this trip. Finally “Twisted & Pissed” comes in with its in-your-face attitude, with the deeper growls used on the background adding further aggression to the track and the whole vibe provoking you to start a mosh pit.
The sound of the EP might be retro but Obliterations have definitely shown their teeth with this release. Now we just need to wait for a full-length simply because eight and a half minutes are not enough.
I just spent 14 minutes watching another inspiring episode of The Art Of Punk, this one about the story behind the Dead Kennedy‘s logo & the art of Winston Smith. One of my best New Year’s Eves ever happened in 1984 – it was a Dead Kennedy’s gig and they opened with “Welcome to 1984,” and I will never forget that night! CVLT Nation salutes our homie Bryan Ray Turcotte of Fucked Up + Photocopied fame (one of the greatest books about punk flyers ever made!) and Bo Bushell on their killer series about Punk Art brought to the world by MocaTv…Now check out this on point documentary!
For now and forever, The Misfits are one of my favorite bands. They are blasted a least once a week in CVLT Nation HQ. I recently found this killer full set of them performing in Los Angeles in 1982. This is a must-see video for any Misfits fan – on the real, the quality is damn good considering the footage is over 30 years old…Do me a favor and share this with your homies…All hail the Ghouls, this is a great dark journey down memory lane!
What was the sign of a good hardcore logo during the 80′s? If kids could write it out themselves on their notebooks, tees, shoes etc…then you knew you had a winner. One of the most iconic logos ever has to be the Black Flag bars. Our homie Bryan Ray Turcotte of Fucked Up + Photocopied fame (one of the greatest books about punk flyers ever made!) and Bo Bushell have teamed up with MocaTV for a new series about Punk Art. The first installment is about the Black Flag bars – check it out!
Every time I think that I’ve heard it all, that there are no more exciting bands and that there’s nothing happening anymore in Germany’s Hardcore scene, a band like NOTHING comes around and proves me wrong. Without warning, Berlin’s NOTHING (not to be confused with the shoegaze Nothing from Philly or any of the other Nothings there are probably) kick in your front door and tear down your house with the dirtiest Hardcore-Metal-Punk you’ve probably heard in quite a while.
Imagine Poison Idea partying with Slayer while Discharge pukes in the kitchen sink and you might be able to conceive what’s going on Embrace The Hatred. The band’s second album (or EP?) was released by This Charming Man Records and features seven songs of ripping solos, often with fine twin-guitar harmonies and crazy mosh parts, carefully nestled in insanely fast palm-muted, thrashy riffs, topped by a voice that expresses more fuck you attitude than… hell I don’t even know anything that comes close to the minimum of fucks given here. And fortunately NOTHING don’t sound like one of those countless, awefully unoriginal Thrash revival bands the last years brought upon us. The band rather seems to be a bunch of really pissed punk ass motherfuckers who grew up on early C.O.C., D.R.I., Cro-Mags, Suicidal Tendencies etc. and internalized the mighty powers of Metal-PUNK full-on.
Sometimes shit pisses you off, so you need to go see a good punk show.
This last Friday I was just chipper as hell, so I showed up with just the right attitude for a dingy New Brunswick, New Jersey basement show featuring Altered Boys at the helm. It was about time I caught this band, whom I’d been sleeping on for the past three months, during which they’ve put out two self-titled 7″s through Deranged Records and Katorga, who have released material from the likes of Career Suicide, Broken Bones, and NJ favorites Ugly Parts.
Sadly, they were sold out of everything, which mattered very little to me at the time, actually, because I’m broke as shit. Not too broke to own a computer, however (who isn’t?), so luckily I had already shamelessly borrowed their earlier 7″ (who wouldn’t…?).
I’m glad that I have always been a music nerd, because it means I have been able to watch scenes grow from afar. This is exactly how I got into New York Hardcore early on. I would go to my local book shop and gaze at the Village Voice every week and see what bands were performing at the CBGB’s matinees. Then I would go to my local record shop and pay them to record on to cassettes the latest Reagan Youth, KRAUT, Cause For Alarm, Murphy’s Law, The Mob and many more. I have said it before – the west coast & east coast scenes had their differences, although both groups shared their love of creating kick ass flyers for their shows! So today CVLT Nation going to celebrate NYxHC through art and a live footage essay!…If you have any cool NYxHC photos & flyers past or present, contact The New York Hardcore Chronicles 1979-2015…all flyers from this feature came from their page!
Insane, Skater for Life, Father, Dictator, Dreamer, Will Never Grow up begins to describe Brewce Martin who runs Skatopia. In 2010, a film called Skatopia: 88 Acres of Anarchy came out about him, his crew of skate rats and the gnarly fest that they put on once a year. If you are a skate fiend like me, this is a must-see film! So crack open a cold one and check out Skatopia: 88 Acres of Anarchy…Skate & Destroy!
Who did I fear in 1982? I feared the media and all of the lies they put out about my generation. I was scared that my mom would ship me off to a boot camp that would march the punk rock out me. I remember watching this documentary with my mom called We Destroy the Family: Punks vs. Parents, and it was not fun times. Serena Dank was a money hungry asshole. Check out what the hardcore kids of 1982 had to deal with…When I watch this, I totally realize why the kids were disconnected from the parents!
If you ask people my age what music first really opened their mind, many of them would say funk – it was our gateway to punk. P-Funk Parliament-Funkadelic created a universe that molded our minds into young weirdos. After seeing George Clinton and his band of freaks perform in outlandish costumes, how the Sex Pistols looked was almost normal. Musically, funk was all about self-expression, just like the early punk scene in both England and the States. The P-Funk all stars did not give a fuck, and created a dance beat that would had you under their spell. You could hear the influence of the bouncy, rolling baselines of Funk in early Post Punk and certain 80′s hardcore bands. There would not have been the Gang of Four, Talking Heads, Bush Tetras, PYLON, ESG, Maximum Joy, Glaxo Babies, Minutemen, Big Boys, PIL and many more without this influence. Not all of these bands had a political message, but many of them did, which sounded cool against their driving back beats. So part of Post Punk’s foundation can be found in in the words of Mr Clinton – free your ass and your mind will follow! Today we celebrate the Funk // Post Punk connection with a huge video essay that will tell the story better than my words ever could…Part 2 of this story coming soon: Post Punk and the Dub connection!