ITS WU TANG ONE TONIGHT!

this is absolutely PRICELESS material for the true wu heads out there, if its somehow slipped under yr radar...


question: what happens when you let dirty, method, RZA and masta killa loose in the studio on BBC's esteemed Tim Westwood show, with open phone lines full of their adoring british fans?



answer: THIS


dirty quotes for daaaaaays...

THUG SHIT

fav traxxx at the moment:







i love you kristin!

THE LOWBORN

some friends and friends of friends put together by far one of the most fucked up, psychedelic films i've ever bared witness to, and i had the pleasure of attending the first screening of it last night. from YDGN (you're a damn good ninja) productions from san francisco, here's the trailer for the movie you've never heard about that will probably induce vomiting, THE LOWBORN:



YDGN YOUTUBE CHANNEL

REV. GARY DAVIS

so way back in the glory days of the mid-2000's, my friends and i took a road trip from southern california to the promised land of san francisco and oakland. i actually can't remember if we were on tour with our "band" at the time, because a couple of these trips went down before i eventually moved to the bay, but while walking back to the car in berkeley from amoeba, we literally just happened upon this cd. freshly purchased and brand-new in a rasputin records bag, it had probably just been bought and dropped, but with nobody else in sight, we took it for our own. none of us had ever heard of Reverend Gary Davis, none of us really even listened to old time gospel blues, but as soon as we got in the car and put this one in the stereo we all instantly fell in love with Davis' honest and timeless style. we listened to it pretty much exclusively for the rest of the trip, and in turn all became die-hard fan's of his beautifully gritty gospel.

from the R. Crumb "Heroes of the Blues" series, this collection compiles the best of Gary Davis' classic works. with no hesitation, this is one of if not the most favorite collection of country gospel blues, and coincidentally my formal introduction to the genre. enjoy!



















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BIO

SKUGGEHEIM

SKUGGEHEIM - VINTERRIKETS KONGE (Fossbrenna Creations, 2007)

true norwegian black metal that can hold its weight with the classics. skin peeling lo-fi howl and furious breakneck blasts over cavernous and generally original-sounding riffs, if its pure filth and evil you're seeking look no further. crocodile kenny tossed me a bone and gave me his extra copy of this tape, Skuggeheim's 2007 demo "Vinterrikets Konge" and even though i hadn't listened to it in a few months it still holds up as one of the best black metal tapes i've heard in a long long time, maybe ever. also, just because, their name translates to mean "shadow home". brutal.

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PRAISE THE SKULL

FUCK, i have been waiting for this for a long time now...

BRAND NEW BASTARD NOISE RECORDINGS
(CURRENT LINEUP OF NELSON/WALKER/WOOD)

LISTEN HERE

these are seriously ripping my face off, unyielding brutality as only wood can bring it!


other things of mention:

-upcoming BASTARD NOISE/ENDLESS BLOCKADE SPLIT? yes.
-oh and this:

available HERE



...it's raining bastard.

Det går bra nu...

swede thug

so long, mike...

i think everyone has to know by now that the king of pop passed on, and its pretty much a bummer to anyone who's ever loved his music, in spite of all the shit the world stirred up around the poor dude. anyhow, i think my favorite comic character from chris onstad's outstanding webcomic ACHEWOOD (achewood.com) had a few good things to stay about michael's passing, so reposted from the achewood site, here's Ray Smuckles' take on the whole thing:

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On the Sudden Passing of Michael Jackson.
Raymond Q. Smuckles
President, Prime Time Records

It’s bad. It’s bad around here. It’s like today was fake. Even the sunlight seems staged. I wish they’d take it away.

When I got the Celebrity Death Beep on my Blackberry, I blew it off as a dumb rumor. That service is good, but I can see it makin’ mistakes. A false headline at, like, The Onion coulda’ triggered it. Michael had an eye on his health constantly. You know that about him. We all know the lengths he went to for health. Dude slept in a hyperbaric chamber. I like my health, but I ain’t gonna go that far, you know? Michael’s health was, to him, a special, magical thing. Something worth machines.

What I think a lotta folks are feelin’ now is a regret. Not regret that a man died; no. They regret that for almost three decades they been mockin’ this guy. This guy who wrote Thriller, and PYT, and Billie Jean. You know who you are, you Michael deniers, listenin’ to your The Cure or Aerosmith. You always considered Michael’s music silly. Not serious. Lame, mainstream. “Popular.” And his life — everyone gets a kick outta’ watchin’ the mighty fall. It sells paper. It makes us feel falsely superior, from our low places. Yet now, now that he’ll never sing another note, you listen to those songs anew —ABC, I Want You Back, Beat It — and you know who he was. Michael had more talent in his little finger than any act today has among four men. Try wakin’ up tomorrow and writin’ We Are The World. See what you come up with. See if you can get Stevie and Tina to come down to the studio, along with Bruce and Billy and twenty other people who cost a whole hell of a lotta money at the time.

Michael was our music. The next time you’re out alone in your car, and Smooth Criminal comes on, it’s gonna mean somethin’ different to you. You’re not gonna change it this time. You’re gonna hear it and think to yourself, “I missed knowin’ his music in the moment.” I don’t blame The Cure. That was your call. The Cure is just out there, like car horns or people who make noise when they cry. The Cure is a choice. When we hear Michael, it is not a choice to feel the beat. It is not a choice to cock your head and straighten all the fingers on your right hand.

His story went out like a light today, and now all we have is his music. He can’t make any more mistakes.* We can’t say anything bad about him anymore.**

R.I.P., Michael. You moved more wax than anybody, player.***

-=Ray Smuckles=-
Achewood Estates, CA
June 25, 2009

* Unless there is something weird in his will.
** I wish this were true.
*** Except: The Beatles (they had a huge head start), Elvis (even bigger head start), and Bing Crosby (40-year head start, and declining super-fast).

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i hope you're moonwalking somewhere thats way cooler than this heap of a planet, mr. jackson. maybe even on the moon?

HIS RETURN

harmonic doom? heavy new age? anthemic drone? i'm allergic to using catch-all's like "ambient" or "expirimental", and its good too because neither could adequately describe GROWING's 3rd LP from 2005, His Return. huge huge huge sound here, great headphones music. i don't think anyone listening to this will get the "guitar and bass duo" feel from it, and its amazing because thats exactly whats going on. if you ever get a chance to catch them live, their volume will PUNISH your ears, but you might not expect it from the beautiful sound of this record. a different kind of amplifier worship that could hang just as easily with BORIS and EARTH as it could with TANGERINE DREAM.

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WANT WANT WANT

probably will be to no avail, but i've been trying to track down a few recordings i haven't yet drudged up from the quarries of the internetsss.

message me if you got 'em, we could do a trade thing?


TRAVELLERS - SOUND OF TRAVELLERS cassette (plus tapes, 2009)


sadly, i own this tape but destroyed it upon arrival to sweden in our roommate's cheap portable player. fucking weak. total chilled out summertime vibes that i wish i had on these hot days.

same goes to any other rips of plustapes releases (theres gotta be someone out there...)

MIGHTY TURBINES - BEST OF MIGHTY TURBINES (steel records, 19??)


laid back sunny steel drum reggae. i've been known to have a pretty strong distaste for steel drums, but this record jams. my friend plays a cut off this every time we spin records together and it always leaves me wanting more.

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thats about it for now. probably will add more later.

new hawnay troof video...

so i guess i've got a "cameo" the new hawnay troof video for "two week bruise", directed by matt garron. its stuff like this that makes me miss the states the most!

enjoy:

SCAPEGOAT

real powerviolence band from boston. total CROSSED OUT worship going on and thats alright by me. record is still available (3rd pressing) from PAINKILLER so grab it if you like it. this stuff is harrrrd.

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