Friday, October 20, 2017

skinny puppy - too dark park live backing instrumentals

"he's seeing monsters. he's losing his mind and he feels it going."

fun fact: TOO DARK PARK was one of my go-to albums back when i'd get high. i'd just strap on the headphones and i'd let it take me places. it's also a good way to find out who's on hallucinogens at parties. i know that for a fact. i've done it. i just slipped it into the stereo and pressed play and walked away. and by song #3 (aka "spasmolytic") some folks have a look on their face that says "who the fuck put in the exorcism?!" and then they all became intensely-extremely-terribly uncomfortable and then they're looking for the door. and i was totally ok with that because that just meant there would be more potato chips for me.

"i overheard frederick talking to one of his friends on the phone last night. he mentioned something called a skinny puppy. i just hope that doesn't mean i'll find him hanging nude from a rope attached to eddie's dog collar in a closet."
*audience laughter*
that's taken from the episode of FRASIER titled "high holidays" in which frasier's son pays him a visit and it's discovered that he's going though a goth phase.*

this is the music that accompanied the films being shown behind the band while they were on stage during the TOO DARK PARK tour.

and now you can stop writing about how much you want to be ogre in your diary!
it's been turned into a reality!
though you might want to invest in some plastic sheeting and scothgard.
just as a precaution.
and if your parents come pounding on your bedroom door to complain about the noise....
just tell them that you're interrogating terrorists.

*=this may or may not have actually happened


fantomas - fantomas

label: ipecac
released: 1999

i can remember the day that i bought this album....

a friend and i had found ourselves at a mall. that friend had to follow me from music store to music store. he knew what he was getting himself into. he was aware of everything going into that situation. folks don't seem to like going into certain types of places with me....

1: music stores
2: book stores
3: all-you-can-eat buffets*
*mostly because i loudly state "challenge accepted!" as i walk in. fuck 'em. my gramma always thought it was funny.

they didn't like going into these places with me so much that i've seen a simple game of rock/paper/scissors break out into a FIGHT CLUB kind of situation. apparently i take too long. having friends isn't all that it's cracked up to be most times.

i'd left that day with a copy of this and macabre's SINISTER SLAUGHTER.
my friend would go on to pronounce it "mah-cuh-bray".
it was just adorable.
and i know what you're probably thinking: "hey,man. shouldn't you have already owned a copy of that album? you just trying to fit in with the cool kids,huh? i knew it. you're not my real dad. poser."
actually that would be the second time i'd bought the album.
i was just surprised to actually see it in a store at the mall.
i'd been thinking that i was going to have to take the mail order route just like the first time.
i'd gotten it via the relapse records catalog.
i'd also ordered a copy of the BEHIND THE WALL OF SLEEP ep.
once upon a time i'd convinced a girl that i'd been seeing to go and see macabre play a show at an "art space" in rock island,il back in 2000. they were playing with a band called waco jesus. she had absolutely no idea what she was getting herself into. metal music to her was metallica and the like. she seemed to enjoy herself though. kept asking me why macabre's drummer would get up after every song and stretch his legs and complain. apparently he wasn't able to do his normal routine beforehand. i picked up one of their NIGHTSTALKER long sleeve t-shirts. i could never convince her to wear it though. because it was halloween we were able to wear costumes to work. i was the guy in corpsepaint and the macabre t-shirt doling out the fried foods at the burger king. the urban legend is true.

that's a good story,grampa.
but what about the fantomas....

after we'd left the mall we went back to my friend's house. he was still living at home as he was still in high school at the time. he was a senior. apparently that's what seniors in high school did back then. he was wandering around doing whatever and i was sitting in his room. i needed to hear the fantomas album. fucking needed to. i'd been reading things about it. it had everything that wanted. faith no more. the melvins. slayer. mr. bungle. all of it conveniently in one place. i was about 10 songs in when i started to hear things like "is the cd scratched?" and "could you just let a song play all the way through,man?! you're gonna fuck up my stereo!". and i was all like "*coughfuckyourstereo*". and he was all like "what?". and i was all like "could you bring me a soda?".



Saturday, October 14, 2017

v/a - alternative nation

label: mushroom records
released: 1995

the years was 1995.
this was the alternative music.
the alternative nation was a festival that went on in the land down undah.
they were all like "you call that a lollapalooza? this is a lollapalooza.".
it turns out that it wasn't.

1 - faith no more - get out
2 - pop will eat itself - ich bin ein auslander
3 - peyote - bean curst
4 - supergroove - you freak me
5 - the flaming lips - super humans
6 - the tea party - sun going down
7 - ween - can't put my finger on it
8 - violent femmes - life is an adventure
9 - lou reed - warrior king
10 - nitrocris - haemorrhaging souls
11 - def fx - running from shadows
12 - chalk - elephant gun
13 - primus - those damned blue collar tweekers
14 - andy prieboy - how would i know love now
15 - horsehead - oil and water
16 - L7 - freak magnet
17 - downtime - downtime
18 - body count - born dead


v/a - athfest 99

label: ghostmeat records
released: 1999

the closest i've ever been to athens,ga were the times i took interstate 75 south on my way to florida.
it's some nice scenery to look at whilst driving.
and the waffle houses.
more like awful house.
am i right?
no i'm not.
and if you agree with that you've never been to a waffle house and you're just trying to look cool in front of your dog.
waffle house is fucking awesome.
end of story.
and i know what you're thinking....
interstate 75 isn't really anywhere near athens.
so maybe the closest to athens that i've gotten have the times that i've seen the band jucifer.
jucifer are from athens.
jucifer are on this compilation.
jucifer are the reason i bought this compilation.
though i don't really remember from where.
well it wasn't in athens i can tell you that much.
i don't really think that i'd want to go to athens because i could possibly maybe run into michael stipe.
and where there's michael stipe there's going to be michael stipe's penis.
and i don't really feel all that comfortable with that sort of thing.
don't know what i'm talking about?
you're just going to have to go to the google for that sort of thing.
i don't want to talk about it.
i'll just say that i've seen michael stipe's penis.
and that's all i'm going to say about it.
but don't get me wrong....
i don't have a problem with michael stipe.
and i don't have a problem with r.e.m.
it's just.....


this is a compilation of bands that have been involved in ATHFEST.
and as far as i know they're all from athens.
there's a little something for most folks on it.
do you have questions as to what an ATHFEST is?
go to google.
you can look that up after having looked up michael stipe's penis.

1 - the glands - livin' was easy
2 - jucifer - nickel to roll
3 - empire state - pie pan
4 - vaudeville - hat trick
5 - jack logan - mama's door
6 - dayroom - batter days
7 - hayride - bucket brigade
8 - slackdaddy - gravity
9 - planet jive - gabby pants
10 - the lures - goner
11 - cafeteria - them or me
12 - jennifer goree - 3rd time takes its toll
13 - mike mantione - oh surgery
14 - michael - oppression for a poet
15 - david barbe - 2 small stones
16 - wunderkind - tapping out code
17 - drip - subtle deliberate drone
18 - star room boys
19 - michael stipe's penis - somewhere out there*
*=james ingram/linda ronstadt cover


jumbo's killcrane - scratch

label: self-released
released: 1999

i can see by that t-shirt you're wearing that you enjoy some nirvana.
that's the cover of the BLEACH album,yeah?
thought so.
does that also mean you dig the melvins?
thought so.
what about mule?
i can tell by the look on your face that you've never heard of them.
or maybe you'd been kicked by one and you don't want to talk about it?
what about the band snail?
there's a band called snail.
i thought that maybe you'd already put that together for yourself.
you really need to expand your horizons,kid.
go back and listen to BLEACH.
and then listen to STONER WITCH.
the melvins album.
and then look for the mule album IF I DON'T SIX.
and then look for the SELF-TITLED snail album.
listen to all of them back to back.
and then you should be ready for some jumbo's killcrane.
fun fact: my grade school gym teacher used to call me jumbo's killcrane.
i don't wanna talk about it.
just never you mind what i'm doing in your hallway at 3:00 in the am.
but you can go back to bed knowing that i didn't.
didn't what?


Tuesday, October 10, 2017

nuclear rabbit - more human

label: beach recordings
released: 2000

once upon a time there was a website that you could go to and there would be all kinds of bands.
bands you'd possibly heard of.
bands you'd possibly never heard of.
and you could download their musics.
and that's just what i would do.
i'd had multiples cds filled with stuff.
and that's where i'd discovered nuclear rabbit.

what can be said about some nuclear rabbit.....
the first thing that'll come to mind is "hey. these here fellers like them some mr. bungle."
but that's ok.
this is more SELF-TITLED mr. bungle than anything released after SELF-TITLED mr. bungle.
but still mr. bungle-like nonetheless.
mr. bungle.
and primus.
and maybe some fishbone.
that sounds about right.


the jesus lizard - 5.18.96 - aron's records - los angeles,ca

remember that one band the jesus lizard?
it's been awhile.
i wonder what they've been up to....

1 - nub
2 - killer mchaan
3 - monkey trick


v/a - 20 years of dischord

label: dischord
released: 2002

you already know what this is.
so all i'm going to say is this: there comes a time where "indefinite hiatus" takes on another meaning. yeah. i'm looking at you,fugazi.

i'm also going to dedicate this post to someone. her name is amanda. if it weren't for her i probably wouldn't even know what a "dischord records" is. well. maybe i would've found out eventually. we'll never know....

fugazi are one of the bands that helped to expand my musical vocabulary outside of the metallicas and the slayers and the cannibal corpses.

it was the early 90s and i was staying in denison,ia. i was attending job corps. you know what job corps is,yeah? it's a trade school. i'd been sent there because i didn't really have any direction in my life. i'd been living with my aunt. and apparently she could only come home to the kick-ass buildings i'd constructed out of lincoln logs and popsicle sticks so many times. but i know what was going on. she was jealous. she'd get up at 4:00am and be at work all day and i'd roll out of bed at the crack of noon and start building (while watching tv and eating of course). what a sucker,man! she was just jealous of my art! everyone was!

but i digress....

i was in job corps.
i was going to work on getting my GoodEnoughDiploma.
i was going to do some bricklaying as that was the next logical step beyond lincoln logs.
and then it hit me....
this was me.
this was me working with cement and bricks.
not so much.
so i went into the culinary arts.
there just wasn't a future in that sort of thing.
you can't eat bricks,bro.
i mean....
you can if'n you'd like.
don't let me step all over your dreams.
that's not who i am.
so i remained practicing the culinary arts for the remainder of my time there.
and that led to me seeing a fairly decent pair of breasts.
but that's another story for another time.
as i was-
you want to hear that story?
fair enough.
who am i to deny you a story about boobs.....
seeing as how i was in the culinary arts program i was given entry to the kitchen area. and then there was this girl. i don't remember what her name was. she'd approached me one day in the cafeteria and asked me if i were in the culinary class. i told her that i was. and then a deal was struck. if i were to bring her a bag of the m&ms that were used in the baking of cookies or whatnot she'd show me the tattoo of a mouse that was on her chest. she pointed at the left side. she'd barely gotten the request out of her mouth before i gave her an answer. duh! i'd made a promise to myself at the age of 5 to see as many breasts as possible. so the deal was made. the next day we'd meet in the stairwell just off of the cafeteria. the next day we met in the stairwell. i was there with the bag of m&ms. she was there with the exchange was made and i took a few steps back. i wanted to take all of it in. she set the bag down at her feet and gave me a look. "ready?" she asked. i nodded my head. she gripped the bottom of her shirt. she gripped the bottom of her bra. and up they went. and there they were. and there was.....

there was nothing. no tattoo. just bare skin. just boobs.
"oops! i guess my pussy ate it!"
and i just stared back at her through squinted eyes.
admittedly they were nice to look at.
a solid c cup.
but i was expecting to see a mouse as i'd never seen an actual real life mouse tattoo.
and now i'd been robbed of that chance.
"you,madam,are a scoundrel and i shan't be recommending you to my friends! good day!"
and then i exited the stairwell.

that may or may not have actually happened.
you weren't in that stairwell.
you'll never know.
for all you know i could've just stood bashful-like and been all like "oh garsh!".

but i digress....

job corps.
i'd had 3 roommates.
one of the roommates was named james.
james was the only one in the room with a girlfriend.
you guessed it.
she was a punk rock girl. had the armpit hair and everything. at the time i hadn't been exposed to such things. i was intrigued. i was smitten. and once i was able to move past the "um...yeah...hi" phase we were able to have some good talks. during one of these talks i randomly asked her to loan me one of her tapes. didn't matter which. she brought me something that had someone standing on their head on its cover. "fugazi,eh?". she told me to trust her. so i listened to it. i couldn't really get into it at first. where was the double bass? where were the fast guitars? where was the screaming? but then the basslines made their way into my head. and then it was the drumming. and then i started to listen to it more and more. i'd been hooked. things changed. i suddenly felt that it was going to be ok to be wearing a slayer t-shirt while in the "indie" part of the music store. and now no one likes venturing into music stores with me.

so all of this goes out to amanda.
wherever she is nowadays.
perhaps she's driving her kids around in a minivan and they're all singing along to that very same fugazi album.


the listing of the tracks: here

disc 1: DLdisc 2: DLdisc 3: DL

Friday, October 6, 2017

melvins - alive at the fucker club

label: amphetamine reptile
released: 1998

it's been awhile since we've had the melvins on.
i know.
it's a real got-danged shame.
i apologize.

and i hate to be the bearer of bad news but....
there is no such thing as the fucker club.
but we've put in some paperwork.
and of course we'll be hiring.
so the next time you find some stranger in your kitchen at 3:00am don't freak out.
we're hiring.
and that may or may not have something to do with the application process.

and now we've come to the part of the show where i share a personal melvins story with you.
gather 'round.
all of the windows and doors are locked.

once upon a time i witnessed the melvins play at the ozzfest. it was 1998 at alpine valley in wisconsin. they were (of course) playing the second stage. i'd seen alot of bands that day but the only one that i can seem to remember anything about are the melvins. i was perched under a shade tree as it was hot that day. the day had been pretty uneventful thus far. my friend and i were still talking about the folks out in the parking lot feeding acid to cows before they let everyone in (which if you really think about it: that's the perfect melvins opener.). the venue's parking lot was surrounded by pasture land. and this was pasture land in wisconsin so of course there were cows. on the way home i felt really let down by the fact that i didn't see any cheese pastures. i'd really wanted to go cheese tipping. but that's another story for another time. so the melvins had a 30 minute slot to fill. i don't remember who played before them. i don't remember who followed them. but what i do remember is them playing "boris" for the entirety of their time onstage. no one knew what the fuck was going on. no one wanted them to be there. "you suck!" and "get off the fucking stage!" and "who the fuck is this?!" and "did i forget the baby in the car?" was overheard the entire time. and when buzzo wasn't playing he was mocking the audience. it was fucking glorious. fuck you,fred durst!

calm down,grampa.
that was a good story.
now take your pills.


lungfish - 12.5.03 - empty bottle - chicago,il

you've been coming around these parts for awhile now.
you know about lungfish.
and i know that i say that alot.
i say it because you wander around with a lost look on your face.
a look that says "i went out for ice cream. i told them i'd be right back. that was 1989. is it still 1989? what's 1989? iced cream?"

if you like practically anything released on dischord records....

and some quotes from others that wander around here as well:

"this shit is fucking scary . in a good way of course. open your cranium." -anonymous

"it is fucking scary. like an angel telling you shit you know is true but you can't understand." -anonymous

"if you ever wanted to have something in common with your cool/hip/happening english teacher...this is a good place to start" -ipecac

"quit listening to this music and fucking turn in your assignment. that's right. i used that word. who is going to believe you? i'm wearing a sweater vest and a tie and carry around a copy of LORD OF THE FLIES. no one who does such things would think to stoop to the level of using the word "fucking". see? i've done it again. oh my. oh. my. and now if you'll excuse me i have to and look for something in the janitor's closet with this issue of PROPER GIRLS IN SWEATER VESTS SPEAKING SLANG." -my high school english teacher

1 - spheres of influence
2 - indivisible
3 - child of chaos
4 - love is love
5 - this world
6 - vulgar theories
7 - signpost
8 - unfold the leg
9 - jonah
10 - lay yourself aside
11 - fearfully and wonderfully
12 - well alright
13 - yellow sun
14 - no false suns
15 - armageddon
16 - you did not exist

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