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"Master's Touch" LP
"Oustanding long-player from Detroit's K9 Sniffies, follwing up on their 7" (also on Urinal Cake) and a tape or two. I have no idea if or how their line-up intersects with other current Detroit bands (they all seem to overlap somehow), but they've made a Motor City garage-punk record that deserves comparisons to Tyvek, in particular that bands earliest and more freewheelin' rock'n'roll (and less art-punk) moments, and even remind me of Clone Defects on some tracks in the way their straightahead garagepunk sounds Motor City but not at all rawk. They attack from various angles, giving 'Master's Touch' quite a bit of welcome variety - "Hey! Hungry Foodies" closes the record with big riffing and sax bleating, there's rough garage-pop that is reminscent of Ponys or TNV, the aforementioned punk blasters ("The Navy" is just nasty) and top notch garage rockers ("One Moring") and off-kilter DIY-stuff that falls in line with Roachclip and the All Gone label (who they just did a tape with that consists of a 28 minute cover of "Darkstar"!). The entire thing sounds fantastic as well (produced by Fred Thomas), straddling the right line between loud-as-hell and mid-fidelity. I kinda thought this record was going to be a bit more "weird" (and it is plenty weird, don't get me wrong), but maybe I'm just surprised at how much it honestly rocks. Probably the best full length to come out of Detroit since the last Tyvek LP and one of the high points of my year to date. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED." - Rich K., Terminal Boredom Stream the whole album HERE
Wild Humanoid 7"
Timmy's Organism - The latest in a line of always excellent vehicles for Detroit's greatest export since Uncle Henry rolled his Model T off the assembly line; Timmy Vulgar. Two songs culled from the same savage session with Adam Cox at Detroit's famous United Sound Systems that produced Organism's latest album from Third Man - "Heartless Heathen". Scum stats: 300 pressed, 40 Green Translucent/100 Clear and the rest on Black
Please Note: Translucent Green is sold out.
"Trackside Daze/Sleep Disorder" 7"
Brand new double A-side single from Newcastle, Australia's own The Gooch Palms, first 100 copies are on sunglass red wax!
"Rebel Kind stepped out of the shadows songwriter Autumn Wetli had been inhabiting with her isolated bedroom demos and dusty solo songs Summer 2012. While playing in various dive-bar dwelling garage and punk bands, she'd quietly been toiling on tunes of her own making under the banner of Rebel Kind that traveled a gentler, but often far darker path. Songs composed of loner folk acoustic guitar chords and soft, low vocals that often just barely obscured lyrical screams of rock bottom brokenness and confusion. Bred on equal parts disaffected punk, sugary pop and daydreamy country twang, Rebel Kind's first self-distributed tapes were no mopey sad bastard fare, but rather songs that read almost as angry as they were catchy without ever letting things boil over and ruin the moment. This dialed-down phase of the band found its clearest articulation on "Laurel Canyon", a limited 12" on the Life Like label that came out just before Wetli expanded the group to include collaborators Amber Fellows and Shelley Salant. Both foundational members of the Michigan d.i.y. scene, these new members re-made/remodeled Rebel Kind, playing frequently and reshaping the sound of Autumn's low-lit solo songs into toothy eruptions of spring-like pop and open-road anthems. Recorded in a flash of light, the band's debut full length "Today" captures 13 fits of urgency, wanderlust and roughly hewn brilliance that shine light and celebration out of the dark heart still very much beating in the center of these songs."
"Chicken Woman" 7"
Austin weirdo by way of Irving, Texas - John Wesley Coleman is a renaissance man of sorts, having done time in The Golden Boys, as well as performing stand up comedy, painting, writing books and movie scripts, and amassing a body of solo material that makes most bands look like total slouches. The man offers up to you two tracks of desert-haunted psychedelic rock n' roll filtered through a true storytellers sieve.
"Ends Meat" LP
"Unlike the garage rock bands of the early oughts that, for better or for worse, Detroit became known for, Feelings look back to the 1990s for inspiration. Sure, guitars are loud and distorted, but this is no grunge preservation society. These rakish taste-making Yanks have more in common with the Britpopping lads across the pond. “Ends Meat” is full of Supergrassian hook-laden jams that’ll get stuck in your mind melon for weeks. Maybe months, even. The groop consists of Matt Mueller (vocals/guitar), Mark Mueller (drums), Dave Buick (bass), and Neal Simms (guitar/vocals). Fine young (and not-so-young) men, all of them. First 100 copies are on dirty-money green vinyl, the rest are on cool, classic black. If you download it, it will be invisible. Stream the whole damn thing here." –Adam “Moose” Miller, Bon Vivant
Stream the whole album HERE
"17 Songs About The Same Girl" LP
"This album's title is not a joke: Hamtramck, Michigan's Growwing Pains have written a debut album's worth of songs all about one special lady. (Though according to Urinal Cake head Eric Love, they initially wrote 22 songs about her.) Whoever she is, she's quite the muse—this album is completely great. Growwing Pains' sunny melodies, use of keys, and powerful delivery recalls the manic joy of the Barbaras. There's something frantic and desperate about the tone of songs like "Tonight". Then, after a full album high energy rock songs, things comes to a comparatively gentle finish with the jangling hum of "Ellen's False Teeth". Since there's a firm concept in place, the song titles offer a glimpse into the stories within: "Toothpaste", "Call Me Up", "Turn Off the Lights", "Misogynist", "Break Up". All 17 songs offer catchy, diverse melodies." - Evan Minsker, Pitchfork Stream the whole album HERE
"Slack Heep" LP
"Smelly Tongues are Los Angeles' latest form of audio pestilence, a jagged, foaming/forming multi-faceted organism, evolving within each new song churned forth, and poised to drive their venom into this weary world, whether it's ready or not. Scratched together from long-revered outside noise underdogs such as the Piranhas, Red Aunts, Screaming Yellow Zonkers, and The Baptist Church, this new concoction thrusts forth with such a promising post-punk stab in the chest, it's gonna take at least one outfit change and several hospital visits to get yourself straight. It's chock full of those sticky push and pull downer dilemmas that will make you miss work and daydream yourself into a nervous breakdown, sweating and waiting for something that used to scare you as a child, and eagerly staring down the ominous, hideous hooks. 'I can't help it, I'm obsessed, you're the best' has never sounded so perfectly uneffected and deranged, and it's with these razored chops that Smelly Tongues chop rigorously through the lush vegetation of modern primitivism and burst onto the unsuspecting faces of America's broken avant garde with the confidence and swagger of a jackal on a weekend death trip." -Todd Killings, HoZac Records/Victim of Time
"The Band That Bled Real Blood" LP
“cutting edge dancefloor post-punk --- bouncy/minimal --- easy groove --- gang of four style --- too many lyrics --- heh” - Terminal Boredom
"In journalism school I was always taught if it bleeds, it leads. If I know one thing, it's that F'ke Blood sells!" - Ben Blackwell (Third Man Records/Cass Records/The Dirtbombs)
"The Kingdom of Eternal Poverty" Gatefold LP
"The kingdom of eternal poverty, we love being poor, we love having nothing, the kingdom of eternal poverty, we love being poor, we love having nothing…..And so it is in the kingdom, with our beloved band of misfits and minstrels calling to life a place both haunting and familiar. Once again, our leader is the fearless jester Jimbo, who may have created this place somewhere deep inside his peanut. He cuts through the dark forest of his mind with sword and torch and pops up beside you suddenly, to remind that this bad dream may still be happening. Where does it begin? Where does it end? Its all quite uncertain. But once outside the thicket in the daylight you realize something has been revealed. They say living the dream, but perhaps they mean the nightmare. Moonhairy knows all about nightmares…." -Glen Morren, Cygnus/The Intended
Self Titled LP
Managing to straddle the jagged line where Bauhaus and other deathrock acts collide into The Gun Club, RITUAL HOWLS deliver their first LP offering. Stark, atmospheric and introspective songwriting and instrumentation get punctuated with industrial-strength drums to culminate in an aurally diverse record that runs the gamut from giallo-style ballads to noise-rock death dirges. Available on vinyl and for digital-download on iTunes
Fun With Mantras 7"
The Brothers Mueller team up with David Dunbar Buick (The Go, Italy Records) to bring you a three song blast of angst amplified scuzz that harkens back to both the 90s Northwest scene and offerings from New Zealand's Flying Nun Records. The A-side, "Fun With Mantras" is a gritty, jangly ode to rejection with a cover of The Clean's "Thumbs Off" on the flip (speaking of New Zealand). Produced by Derek Stanton. Limited copies on white, the rest on black.
"Days To Name" b/w "The Onion Peels Of Honest John" 7"
Detroit’s GARDENS return from their debut LP on Alive! with a new 7" on Urinal Cake! Recorded on Halloween 2011 with GREG ASHLEY (who is also featured on both tracks) in Oakland, CA. Limited copies pressed on glow-in-the dark vinyl.
"No Passion All Technique" LP
"Protomartyr, on the other hand, were a complete and welcome surprise. Buzz from a few friends got me to make the trip to check them out when they played in Brooklyn. As they took the stage, my first impression was “Tom Lennon started a band with his kids” (that’s not an insult). And then they blew me away, mining the same hills as many UK punk/post-punkers (Fall, Joy Division, Swell Maps, et al) but played by baseball loving Midwesterners. They’ve released a handful of singles and tapes in addition to the LP, all with great lyrics (a rarity) and artwork (just as uncommon)." - Dave Hyde, Terminal Boredom
"Sun People" EP
"Hot new EP from Ann Arbor's resident psychedelic dudes BAD INDIANS. 4 tracks on this slab—each one sung by a different member of the band! Ian crooning one, Autumn swooning, Morgan burping, and Jules belting. Sick licks and tasty riffs, put this record on and make out with your favorite person or twist a Marley, mon and DIG THE VIBES. 100 of these suckers are on clear blue vinyl for you BAD BOYS out there. Throw out all those Indie Rock records you bought on the word of "Pitchfork Media" or whatever crappy blog you kids love nowadays—GET IN THE ZONE, TRY BEER, PURCHASE THIS RECORD, PLEASE AND THANK YOU" - Joe- K9 Sniffies/ Telephone Callers
"Horror Vacui" LP
It's been 5 years since Detroit's Terrible Twos let loose their first album of unhinged, synth-fucked punk furiosity, in the time between then and now they saw the release of a handful of singles, the untimely demise of several vans, a personnel change, and a sharpened delivery of their brand of ape-shit destructo-rock. Along with being a genre of outsider-art, "Horror Vacui" is defined as "a fear of the empty" - it makes sense that this would be relatable for Terrible Twos as they rarely allow you a moment of silence to collect your thoughts before scattering them back across your dome during the course of these 13 songs. First 50 copies are on splattery puke colored vinyl. Stream the whole album HERE
Druid Perfume LP
"Loud jangular, Ho-Bo Punk! Druid Perfume sips the sweat of wild men's bellys and drinks beer from dirty shoes and uses it to fuel their sasquatch tunes! Rare sound, elusive rock! The kings of the misunderstood! Keep your daughters away! This record is volcanic and victorious." - Timmy Vulgar (Human Eye/Timmy's Organism/Clone Defects)
"Dreads 85 84" 7"
"Protomartyr on vinyl. Don your Cartier shades and make a toast to the memory of King Boots—or Bubba Helms! Real high-energy melodic bashing from a true lower-case punk rock band. Lyrics and cover art are an extension of Joe Casey's bleak but essentially comic view of life. I play one of the guitars on this crazy piece of plastic. Put it on your turntable and sounds will come through your speakers! Your ears will send a message to your brain and after that, who knows? An instant party! A novelty record? Maybe—but only in the best way!" — Kevin Boyer (Tyvek)
"Evil Spawn" 7"
Detroit four-piece SROS LORDS drop their debut 7″ on the pleasantly titled Urinal Cake Records, offering up a mutated blend of doom-punk that will leave you feeling quite filthy.
"Sros Lords is Detroit's best band," - Craig Brown (Terrible Twos / The Mahonies / Liquor Store / every other killer band) ...but what does he know.