Best New Music
Suburban Delinquents’ story started out like so many other bands. They were four kids who got together to make some punk noise in the mid ‘90s. They played a bunch of shows, made a couple albums, and developed a pretty good local following. Then they started to grow up and went their separate ways. Years later they all found themselves back in metro Detroit, and started playing again. If that’s where things had ended, it would have already been a pretty good story.
It turns out that wa
Humungousfungusamongus [Millennium Edition]
Despite my love of the first Adrenalin O.D. full length, The Wacky Hi-Jinks of Adrenalin O.D. (1984), I somehow never got around to digging into its follow up Humungousfungusamongus (1986). In this case, it was definitely better late than never. As they did with Wacky Hi-Jinks, Beer City Skateboards and Records have reissued Humungous in a definitive, Millennium Edition. It shares its two main traits with Wacky Hi-Jinks: it’s fast as hell and funny as hell.
Guns and Gas [EP]
After more than ten years as a band, Hipshot Killer seemed to have settled into a comfortable groove. And it was a good groove. Over the course of three LPs and a single, the Kansas City, MO trio had been purveyors of consistently good midwestern punk. They’ve been churning out melodic, nuanced, well written, often introspective songs. That hasn’t changed.
Still, Guns and Gas feels different. It’s more urgent. More angry. More political. More desperate. While Hipshot Killer have
Hardcore Zorn [EP]
Hardcore Zorn is the “proper” 7-inch release of Zorn’s last cassette tape of the same name. As before, the band blends death rock with metal, and keeps the sound nice and grimy. “Lament” has a spiraling guitar that walks a riff between NWOBHM and death metal twisting while lead singer Eric howls like a banshee. The whole thing is spooky… and it rocks. Where Zorn succeeds on the release is that while this album is certainly influenced by the darker rock genres, the band avoids falling i
Let Me Downs
Tacoma is for Lovers
Boy meets girl. Boy loses girl. Boy writes a song about it. It’s been the inspiration for an endless string of hits. Pain is just such a universal experience. In the case of Let Me Downs and Tacoma is for Lovers, it goes beyond that. It’s boy meets girl. Boy loses girl. Boy writes an entire record about it.
Let Me Downs are a newer band made up of a trio of older guys. Their sound is definitely a throwback to the golden era of Epifat, but it feels natural, not forced. Tacoma
Dead Man's Party [7-inch]
Here’s a little something to hold you over until the next Tsunami Bomb album. While TB was born in the ‘90s, if you look at the band’s frequent use of soaring choruses clean production, and their bold use of keys/synths, a distinct ‘80s undercurrent has quietly rippled through their discography. On their new cover’s 7-inch, they boil that undercurrent to the top.
“Dead Man’s Party” is an interesting choice for an Oingo Boingo cover. The track is one of Danny Elfman’s better known tr
...And Their Paradise is Full of Snakes
Streetpunk fans should be familiar with Stomper 98. The German crew has been cranking out hard edged oi for more than 20 years. (It also didn’t hurt their profile when exceptionally productive guitarist/vocalist Lars Frederiksen played on their 2018 album Althergebracht.) When S98 vocalist Sebi Stomper decided he wanted to do an album entirely in English, he formed Plizzken. He also chose to take his new band in a slightly different musical direction.
FYI - Plizzken doesn't app
Turnstile Love Connection
It's hard not to like Turnstile, just based on the diversity in their output. Caught them in LA a few years back and their energy was so infectious, perfectly translated from their albums. And as someone who really, REALLY got into Nonstop Feeling and Time & Space, the moment they dropped "Mystery" weeks back, I was just chomping at the bit for a new record. Well, I'm half-satisfied as a four-track EP just came out, teasing some of the chaos they've got cooking in the kitchen. And
Year of the Horse
If you thought David Comes to Life was as epic as punk could get, Dose Your Dreams proved you wrong. If you then thought Dreams was the top of the prog-punk mountain, you were wrong again. Fucked Up’s newest entry in their zodiac series (until now, a series of extended 12-inch maxi-singles), Year of the Horse is four full sides of psychedelic epic punk story telling. As with all the Fucked Up concept records, the plot is complex and the record comes with a libretto