Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Drop the charges!


Good morning Wednesday warriors, and welcome to this week's installment of Wednesdays With Andrew. Today, a mere 1,445 years since Alboin King of the Lombards was assassinated by his conniving wife Rosamund and the dastardly Helmichis, we have a wide array of dirges to commiserate. From PEARS to Gogol Bordello, Mercyful Fate to Jawbreaker, this week promises to have a little something for everyone. Whether you're working, pretending to work, pretending not to work, or not working, enjoy the tunes.



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We're kicking off this week's free therapy session with a classic tune from the emotional powerhouse that is Jawbreaker. Fittingly, Want was the opening track off their debut album, Unfun, released in 1990 by Shredder Records. The overly nasal chorus will stick in your head for a very long time; this vocal style, coupled with deeply personal and descriptive lyrics, cemented Jawbreaker as a leading player in the burgeoning emo movement in the early and mid 90s.

I think that if you've ever listened to Gogol Bordello, they have probably deftly made it into your top 5 bands of all time list. The unique instrumentation, superb songwriting, tap-your-foot beat, and their overall badass/fun/party vibe, makes it next to impossible to turn these guys off, and leaves little room for complaint. Not a Crime is off their third, critically acclaimed LP Gypsy Punks: Underdog World Strike, released in 2005 through SideOneDummy Records. Even though this was written 12 years ago, the thematic content around immigration in this great nation is especially poignant today, given the swirling shitstorm that is cheeto jesus.

Massive big-ups to McGee for sharing this next gem with me. Spliff is a funky ass tune from Austrian rock act Bilderbuch. A mix of silky funk a la Glass Animals, guitar licks that would make Jack White squeal, and possibly the catchiest bass line I've heard in years, Spliff immediately became a go-to track for me. I have probably accounted for about 16% of the video's 2MM+ views on Youtube. For all of your (smart) folks that want more, go check out their 2015 album Schick Schock.

Feel Like Morrisey is an annoyingly catchy tune from those Houston punk rockers 30footFALL. Touring heavily with like-minded acts such as Bigwig, Diesel Boy and the Vandals, 30footFALL gradually and diligently gained a large national following. They've been busy in the studio too - since their inception in 1993, they have released 13 demos, EPs and full length albums. Tragically, guitarist Chris LaForge passed away just a few weeks ago while in Las Vegas for Punk Rock Bowling. after suffering a massive stroke. LaForge was only 42 and leaves behind a daughter; you can donate to the family's GoFundMe here.

Cold in your bones is an unrelenting, unforgiving track from Washingtonian trio RVIVR. Off their eponymous debut full length album, the song showcases dueling lead vocals from Erica Freas and Mattie Jo Canino, melodic guitar riffs pitted against deep bass tones, and a frantic energy that permeates throughout. RVIVR just wrapped up a coast-to-coast tour and are currently working on a new album...stay tuned!

Get ready for a shotgun fucking blast of melodic hardcore with PEARS' title track from their 2016 album, Green Star, released through Fat Wreck Chords. Clocking in at a generous 2 and a half minutes, Green Star is hard hitting, fast as hell, catchy as fuck and overall an absolute sonic treat.  I'll say it...I think PEARS may be putting out the best melodic hardcore since Kid Dynamite's short run...and I think we can expect a lot more from them in the coming years.


Sharp pain in your chest? Sweaty palms? Dizziness and shortness of breath? Atlanta-based, glam punk outfit The Heart Attacks bring us this next rollickin' track, You Oughtta Know by Now, off their 2006 album Hellbound and Heartless. Part of Tim Armstrong's Hellcat Records family, The Heart Attacks provided a refreshing, fuck it all, snotty nosed sound, bringing it hard at every live show they played. Although the band broke up after some trouble with the law and substance abuse, the guys do get together and play reunion shows every once in a while, while also staying involved in other projects.

So it's been pointed out to me that I don't play enough metal or thrash here on #WWA. I am going to rectify that in the form of Danish heavy metal band Mercyful Fate. Today's closing track is MF's ominous song Evil, which was part of their 1983 breakout album Melissa (Jeopardy fact of the day -  Melissa was the first album to be released through Roadrunner Records). Accentuated by frontman King Diamond's extensive vocal range, Mercyful Fate created their focal point around a progressive hard rock sound and occult imagery.


Well that's a wrap for this week's playlist. Thanks for tuning in to the weekly overdose of songs that are just too good to be on radio. As always, keep me up to date with your goings-on, send requests, candy, etc. Til next week, doofs. Excalibur!

ps - today's norman punkwell isn't a joke. Apparently incest is legal in NJ


Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Amadeus only...Bachs need not apply


So I was on a long roadtrip recently, coming back from a wedding in the sleepy Hudson River Valley (Lewis/Steph if you're reading this - that was tits-up, outta control fun), and my mind started to wander to Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. As minds do. In the substance- and boredom-addled limbo between consciousness and dream state, I unwittingly struck out on a weird voyage, dreamily unhinged and free from the constructs of time and space, and also involving some questionable historic reference points (not sure dinosaur wizards existed when Mozart was tickling the ivory, but I'm no historian so i'll let the book nerds come to that conclusion).

The story begins with our young hero, in the form of an injured pup, trapped in a small cage constructed of ivory and ebony, forced to perform on cue by a grotesque creature resembling Cthulhu but with the face of Joe Jackson. A nomadic reptilian wizard who happens to catch a show one night takes pity on the young virtuoso pup, and steals into Mozart's lair under the cover of night to secretly teach him how to warp the sounds of his recitals, honing into powers older than this earth. With this newfound ability, the enslaved musical savant begins to gain strength from otherwordly forces. Over time, our artistic, possibly autistic, Austrian composer embodies his final form, a viking wolf that matches the size of his musical skill (that's big). He breaks free from his cage, overpowers his father-captor and becomes the single greatest canine composer his side of the Danube. Fast forward a few years, and Wolfgang A.M. is chilling poolside with fellow gangstas Biggie Smalls and Pablo Escobar, sippin' on Veuve and spitting sick lyrics.

ANY FUCKING WAY...sensing that there must be some higher purpose to this completely fabricated vision quest, I have decided to dedicate the week's playlist to the single most important contributor to Western music...oh no, not Mozart. I'm talking about Falco. To be more specific, Falco's 1985 behemoth hit song, Rock Me Amadeus. That's right. This week we're featuring 9 tracks and 36 minutes of Rock Me Amadeus, and covers of Rock Me Amadeus from all sorts of random fucking groups.

To paraphrase the immortal Charles Dickens, "It was the best of playlists, it was the worst of playlists" Enjoy.



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Serious bonus internet points if you make it through this whole damn thing.



Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Dirty little whirlwind


It's a mid-week miracle guys! Today's Wednesdays With Andrew playlist falls on the same day as an exciting event honoring the history of DC punk rock. The DC Punk Archive, which is run through DC's public libraries, is hosting a rooftop show at Woodridge Library. Event details can be found here (thanks for the heads up, Nina!), and so hopefully I get to see some of your broody neo-anarchist faces tonight.

Alright, on to this week's sonic treats; we have a wide array of great tunes from awesome bands like Toy Dolls, TV on the Radio, Bigwig, Gorilla Biscuits, Marginal Man and more.



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Let's kick off the week with some macabre dance moves, brought to us by the fine folks in The Murder City Devils. Continuing Seattle's fine tradition of pumping out raw, gut-wrenching rock n roll, the Devils combine elements of horror punk and buzzard garage rock to create haunting and lasting tunes. Dancin' Shoes was off their 2nd studio album, Empty Bottles, Broken Hearts, which was released in 1998 through Seattle's infamous Sub Pop label. This  record marked a doubling-down of electric organ being a staple of the band's sound, and led to the addition of full-time keyboard player Leslie Hardy. I guess I shoulda picked a song with organs..

Although their name sounds like an Eminem tribute rapper, Eight Dayz was actually a short-lived musical project led by German skateboarder Claus Grabke. He recorded several tracks, including What's So Strange About Me, as part of a promotional video for Santa Cruz skateboards. Jangly and moody, What's So Strange... is reminiscent of some of the post-punk bands popular during the 80s. Eight Dayz' other works reflect a wide host of musical influences, including some funky metal more in line with bands like Fishbone or Mind Funk.

Iguana fart:


Start Today is a harmonica-blaring song from long-standing NYC hardcore staple Gorilla Biscuits. Vocalist Civ Civarelli and guitarist Walter Schreifels met while still in high school, and started writing songs together after seeing a bunch of influential hardcore bands at the bang-up CBGB club. This track was off their 1989 album, Start Today, which is arguably their most successful release to date. 30 years later, and these guys are still kickin' and playing shows.

Up next we are playing a couple tracks, older and newer, from those New Jersey hit-makers Bigwig. While Drunken Knight harkens back to a simpler time of skate punk centered around speedy power chords and whiney vocals, their newer material (like Reclamation) showcases more their technical prowess, incorporating thrashy guitars and more complex songwriting. Both incredible songs, though I will say my favorite Bigwig albums will always be their first two. Our good friend over at Midwestern Housewives had the distinct pleasure of catching these fools at the Asbury Park installment of the disreputable Punk Rock Bowling fest, alongside other heavy hitters like The Specials, NOFX Dillinger Four, and Buzzcocks. Mike - pics or it didn't happen..



Dirtywhirl is a hurricane-force pop ballad from Brooklyn indie band TV on the Radio. Off their 2006 sophomore studio album, Return to Cookie Mountain, the track conjures up TV on the Radio's far-reaching styles; the grittiness of 80s DIY hardcore bands like Bad Brains, the ethereal ambiance of bands like Pixies, modern indie rock like Modest Mouse, all being tempered by the soul and rhythms that are reminiscent of power pop acts like Prince or Earth, Wind and Fire. All put together, this makes for some good listenin'.

This week's taste of DC comes in the form of Pandora's Box, a blazing fast track from 80s scenesters Marginal Man. Although they officially disbanded in 1988, these marginalized motherfuckers do play reunion shows at a clip of about once every 5 or 6 years...since their last show was at Black Cat in 2011, the math points to a very strong likelihood we get another reunion soon?!  Fun DC insider fact - guitarist Kenny Inouye is the son of the late and great former Senator and Medal of Honor recipient, and political powerhouse, the honorable Daniel Inouye.

Well, all mediocre things must come to an end. Let's close out with this annoyingly fun track from snotty and overly English Oi! band Toy Dolls. Birthed in the late 70s in a scene full of angst and political unrest, Toy Dolls favored using punk rock as a backdrop for cartoonish, light-hearted (and I'd argue borderline-nihilistic) lyrical content, as seen in songs with names like Yul Brynner was a Skinhead and James Bond Lives Down our Street. Dig That Groove Baby was the title track for their debut album, which was hastily recorded during three days in 1983.


Alright kiddos, that's a wrap for this week. Hopefully some of you local yokels are able to check out this really cool initiative by DC Public Libraries tonight. Let's make DC Punk again! Catch ya all next week.

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Merchandise keeps us in line


Happy Peruvian Flag Day, you Wednesday whumps, and welcome to another episode of Wednesdays With Andrew! This week's playlist has some fantastic tunes, thanks to the brains and brawn of great fucking bands like Against Me!, Germs, Banner Pilot, Pulley and Fugazi. Without further ado, let's get this shindig spinning.



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OK, we're opening up with some organs, but don't worry, you're not at church. Far from it. Here's Your Future is the opening track for Portland (Oregon) trio The Thermals' hard hitting album, The Body, the Blood, the Machine. Chock full of religious imagery and set in a not-too-far-fetched dystopian society, the concept album tells a gripping story against a backdrop of fast, heavy and catchy songs.

I suppose that (Just Another) Protest Song is pretty fitting, given all the shit going on these days. Trump backing out of the Paris Accord - are you fucking kidding me? If my heart could barf, I think it would. Anyway, this track is from snotty Philly punk band Posers. Relying heavily on the sing-along repeated chorus and lead lady Jade's impressive pipes, the song also shows that these wannabes can do it all in terms of rhythm - mid-tempo, stop-and-go, syncopated ska, double-time, you fucking name it they fucking do it. Along with other newcomers like Night Birds and Fat Heaven, Posers are really paving the way for a new generation of street punk.



Up next we have a couple tunes from revered musical powerhouse Laura Jane Grace and her band Against Me! Stabitha Christie, which may be one of my favorite puns of all time now, was released in April of this year as a two-track vinyl single. This song, along with First High of the Morning, were b-side material that didn't make it on their 2016 LP Shape Shift With Me, which was Against Me!'s 7th studio effort. Dead Rats is part of that full-length, and provides a look at the band's heavier side...showing a little more teeth, and featuring more of that LJG growl.

Oh man speaking of Agatha Christie...the trailer for Murder on the Orient Express looks good, this movie is gonna be a barrel o' fun.

Dead Rats, now on to Dead Tracks. From those Minneapolis punk rockers of Banner Pilot, this track (get it? sigh) is indicative of their trademark sound, blending mid-tempo rhythms with memorable guitar hooks and snarling melodies. Dead Tracks is off their latest effort, 2014's Souvenirs, a 12-song salute to good, rock-steady punk. Scuttlebutt on the street is that they're brewing some new stuff in 2017. Stay tuned.

Fugazi. Ian. DCHC. Nuff said. Well ok almost nuff said...Merchandise may be my favorite song by them. OK nuff said.

 

Your Life in France is a moody, reverby blast from Californian post-post-punk outfit, Ceremony. Off their latest record, 2015's The L-Shaped Man, Ceremony continues to show off their eclectic influences, pulling from a wide array of sounds that at once harken back to proto-goth acts like Joy Division, 80s hardcore a la Adolescents and even jangly, surf-soaked tones reminiscent of the Beach Boys. Can I just say this WWA thing is beginning to feel a lot like 7 degrees to John Reis - the Drive Like Jehu, Rockets from the Crypt, Hot Snakes guitarist produced this album. Also - life in France seems pretty fucking good to the alternative right about now.

For a brief time in the early 00s, Ryan Adams decided that he wanted to be in a hardcore band. So he donned the pseudonym 'Warren Peace' (niiiice, puns all over this bitch today), partnered with long-time NYC punk rocker Jesse Malin ('Irving Plaza') and released a hardcore album titled We Are Fuck You, using the moniker The Finger. That 2003 release, which included this track What Is It, seemed to quench Ryan's need for (punk rock) speed; The Finger was promptly dismantled afterwards.



We don't shy away from 90s, Epitaph-y melodic skate punk here on WWA, and songs by Pulley are no exception. No "I" in Team is the first track off their 2016 full-length No Change In the Weather, which marked their first studio release in 12 years. True to the album name, Pulley is still playing their same brand of melodic, fast and edgy punk rock, albeit with a bit more wisdom and depth (I mean these guys are older now...) This album was NOT released in conjunction with Epitaph, but through El Hefe's new-ish record label, Cyber Tracks.

We'll end our little one-man song circle this week in a cloud of sensimilla. Legalize It is the sonic equivalent of a deep tissue massage and is courtesy of the late, great Rastafari Peter Tosh. As 1/3 of Jamaican mega reggae act The Wailers, Peter Tosh  had gained a lot of prominence by the time he struck out on his solo career in 1974. Legalize It was the title track of his debut solo album, released in '75. Fun fact to end the day - Tosh was an avid unicyclist, and would often entertain the crowds at his shows by hopping around on his one-wheeler. Cool!


OK guys, that's it for today's merry melodies. Keep listening every week for more punk-soaked playlists, and keep in touch with requests, feedback, skittles, whatever. Enjoy the rest of your week!

peace

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Land mines don't lie


Well heyo there, Wednesday waffles, and welcome to another rootin' tootin' WWA. Fire up your listening device, crack open your beverage of choice, turn the volume up JUST loud enough to annoy people around you but not loud enough that they feel like they can ask you to turn it down, and let's get started. This week features some great songs from bands like Good Riddance, Joy Division, NOFX, Rites of Spring and more.



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Let's start the ball rolling on this punkrock potluck with a good ole horrorbilly track. Not From Heaven is a rollin', rollickin' song courtesy of spooky scary LA outfit Rezurex. Rife with dazzling lead guitar riffs and solos and reverb effects, rooted by a driving rhythm section, Not From Heaven checks all the boxes for what you want in your psychobilly. It is the closing track on their 2013 album Psycho Radio....action figures sold separately!

Don't Lie is an anti-war (audio) treatise from the rockin' lads of Dead to Me. Written in 2006, three years after the US invaded Iraq, again, the song serves a biting critique to the dumb-dumb aggression of our cowboy president and sears a mental image of some of the ugliest aspects of armed conflict. Dead to Me is a super group (well, at the very least a marginally-above-average group) of veteran San Francisco musicians, featuring members from a wide array of bands including Western Addiction, Swingin' Utters and New Mexican Disaster Squad.

Alright, I am jonesing hard for some punk rock covers from our buddies Good Riddance. In 2002 GR released Cover Ups, a compilation album of all the covers they had done over the years, spanning the decades from 60s doo-wop, 70s proto-punk and classic rock to 80s hardcore. For this week's listening enjoyment, I decided to include their versions of KISS' I Stole Your Love and Government Issue's Hall of Fame.

I cannot get the taste of DC hardcore out of my ears, so may as well keep it going with the short-lived band Rites of Spring. One of the mainstay acts during the District' infamous Revolution Summer of 1985, which was less of a movement and more a reaction to violent and sexist behaviors in the scene as well as a rejection of how mainstream media portrayed punk rock, Rites of Spring was also one of the early pioneering 'emo' bands; a term used to mock them, although they did focus more on personal and introspective concepts than broader political or social issues. Members of the band would go on to form Fugazi with the seemingly omnipotent Ian MacKaye.


Up next we have the opening track off NOFX's The Longest Line 12" record. Released in 1992, this EP signified the first original content to be produced and distributed through frontman Fat Mike's newly-founded Fat Wreck Chords label. To me, The Death of John Smith really signifies a maturation, or at least turning point, in NOFX's sound; blending some of that mid-tempo, rockabilly sentiment from previous works like White Trash, Two Heebs and a Bean with the speed and pop polish heard in future albums like Punk in Drublic or So Long and Thanks for All the Shoes.

After the illustrious Howard Devoto left his first band Buzzcocks, he started post-punk project Magazine. Formed in Manchester (mental thought-out to all the victims of bullshit violence there recently) in 1977, Magazine was a very progressive and influential band, keeping slightly grounded in its punk roots while exploring more avant garde and new wave sounds. Shot by Both Sides was the group's debut single, and was co-written with the help of Devoto's old bandmate, and master (buzz)cock, Pete Shelley.

This next sonic explosion, Golden Eagle, is made possible by folky noise band AJJ. Originally monikered Andrew Jackson Jihad (love that name), the guys bit the PC bullet last year and shortened to just AJJ. Regardless, the dudes in the band will not be stopped in their tireless pursuit to make cool, fresh-sounding tunes - Golden Eagle is off their 6th studio album, 2016's The Bible 2, which was released through SideOneDummy Records.


Louisville Slugger is about what you'd probably expect it to be about, based on the title. Hailing from snow-plagued Boston (that city is really fucking white, in more than one way), the Have Nots continue Beantown's fine tradition of pumping out worthy ska punk bands (see: Mighty Mighty Bosstones, Big D and the Kids Table, etc.) Louisville Slugger is from their sophomore full-length, Proud. Although the song ends on an ambiguous note, I like to think that she took the bat and beat the shit out of him.

We'll close out our weekly masquerade with a spunky (lol) little track from Louisville garage rock band, White Reaper. Little Silver Cross is off the group's latest studio album, The World's Best American Band which just dropped last month. While past works reflected more of a under-produced garage rock sound, this album displays a much more confident and power pop-infused vibe. Go check out more of  World's Best American Band here! They're gonna be playing at DC9 next Tuesday - go to the show!


Alrighty, that's it for this week's merry melodies. Make sure to tune in next Wednesday for your weekly fill of punk rock. As always, keep in touch, send over your requests, dirty laundry, etc. Still haven't gotten any skittles...where are the skittles guys?

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

I'm kinda saving myself for the scene


Happy Eritrean Independence Day, Wednesday weirdos, and thanks for tuning in to today's installment of WWA; a weekly ode to punk rock playlists, not-super-original puns, and rehashed and marginally comical GIFs. Today's musical feast includes some incredible tunes from bands like The Hold Steady, Guttermouth, Avail, KRS-One, Kill Your Idols, Mission of Burma and so much more. Kick back, turn on the playlist, read along if you must and enjoy the ride.



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To kick things off this week we're off to the races with madman Mark Adkins and his merry crew of sewer possums. Fittingly, Racetrack is the first song off Guttermouth's debut record, Full Length LP, originally released in 1991 through Dr. Strange Records, and then re-released in '96 as The Album Formerly Known as Full Length LP. One of the things I love most about Guttermouth is their consistency of sound...that snotty, irreverent, fast-and-catchy as fuck skate punk imbued in every release they've had (maybe with the exception of Covered with Ants..)

That's When I Reach for My Revolver is a melancholy tune written by an emotive 80s post-punk band. Mission of Burma was congealed in the oil slick-stained snow of Boston in 1979, and was initially a short-lived project, disbanding in 1983 due to guitarist Roger Miller developing tinnitus (not super rock n roll, but respect). This was the opening track of their debut release during this period, a 1981 EP entitled Signals, Calls and Marches. Fortunately for all of us, Mission of Burma got back together in 2002, and have released four new studio albums since.

I am really excited about this next band, Ruby Bones. Heart of Darkness was their teaser single, and the first release off their debut full-length, Ruby Bones, which just dropped last week. The first couple minimalist chug-along verses, featuring only rhythm section, contrast perfectly with the jangly distorted riffs and sing-along melodies that defines the rest of the song. Get more from these New Jersey indie rockers, including the full album, HERE.



OK let's take it back to that snotty SoCal pop punk sound, this time delivered to our ear holes by those jackasses in Diesel Boy. I feel transported back to the 5th grade boy's bathroom, exchanging dirty puns with my prepubescent cohort....the song is called Titty Twister and is off Diesel Boys' first full-length, 1996's Cock Rock. This actually was the first record to be released through Honest Don's Records, which was a subsidiary of Fat Wreck designed to handle material that didn't fit with the rest of the label's repertoire.

Crown on the Ground is a pure pop explosion from Brooklyn bubble noise duo, Sleigh Bells. Composed of vocalist Alexis Krauss and instrumentalist Derek Miller, formerly a guitarist for Miami hardcore act Poison the Well, Sleigh Bells quickly gained a cult following with their unique blend of fuzzy guitar effects and glazey pop structures and melodies. Crown on the Ground was one of many ear-catching tunes off their 2010 debut album Treats.

Scandinavian punk rock holds a very special place at the table here at Wednesdays With Andrew, and Norwegian glitz punk band Turbonegro is passing the fucking bread. Originally named (I am not making this up) Nazipenis, this decidedly anti-PC band of vikings has been singing, dancing and partying since their inception in 1989. Denim Demon is off their 1996 studio album titled (also not fucking making this up) Ass Cobra, the album art of which parodies Beach Boys' Pet Sounds. Big up! alert: legend Jello Biafra said Ass Cobra was one of the best punk rock albums of the 90s.

The Hold Steady is of one of the naughts' quintessential indie rock bands. Led by storyteller Craig Finn and lead guitarist Tad Kaubler, who were both previously in the band Lifter Puller, The Hold Steady mixes americana rock sensibilities with 80s synth-pop, always weaving their compositions artistically through thoughtful arrangements and interesting plot backdrops. Your Little Hoodrat Friend was off their sophomore studio effort, Separation Sunday.

Up next is Visions, courtesy of the rocking ladies of The Beverleys. Reminiscent of contemporary acts like Charly Bliss and Diet Cig, these Torontoniennes (like, toronto in canada) tend to show a bit more teeth and pure 90s grunge soul than some of their peers. Visions is off their 2015 Brutal LP. Go listen to the album now, and also be their friend!

I can't think of an artist that embodies 'the pen is mightier than the sword' philosophy more forcefully than Bronx warrior poet KRS-One. One of the most outspoken and politically-driven rappers I have ever listened to (though granted, I don't listen to a lot of hip hop..), KRS-One packs a fucking punch in all of his lyrical attacks. Outta Here is off his first solo album, Return of the Boom Bap, which also features some of his better-known works like Sound of da Police and I Can't Wake Up.


Shit, look at the time! You need to get back to work, so let's close out this playlist with a classic from pogo-fueled street punks Swingin' Utters. No Place In The Sun is a satisfyingly melodic, sing-along anthem off their breakout album, The Streets of San Francisco, which was produced by Rancid's Lars Frederiksen. This record earned the Utters nationwide recognition for their brand of catchy, traditionally-rooted punk rock sounds.


OK Wednesday wankers, that is a wrap for the week. We squeezed in a lot of good tunes in just under 35 minutes, so let's give ourselves a little pat on the back. I think it may be time to go check out those new Twin Peaks episodes...I hear they're quite gratifyingly tip-top. As always, send me requests, send me love, send me your HUDDLED MASSES YEARNING TO BREATH FREE. Oh, and skittles. send skittles.

peace

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Gonna be a borstal breakout!



Happy Wednesday, you mid-week fuddah muckers, and welcome to another WWA punk rock playlist. Let's cool those jets, get some snacks ready and turn the volume up to 11. This week has some real headbangers, courtesy of the likes of Rancid, Sham 69, The Pietasters, David Bowie and a few more. Let's boogie woogie.




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Let's kick off the playlist with a sugary and slightly nutty track, aptly titled Snickers or Reese's, from our friends in Milwaukee pop punk collective Direct Hit! Speedy and hook-heavy, and strategically arranged with thoughtful instrumentation and layered vocals, this song has everything you need to start the day right. Snickers or Reese's is off their debut full-length, Domesplitter, which was really just a collection of re-recorded versions of songs they had already released. At their inception, lead songwriter Nick Woods preferred quick and instant EP and single releases, as opposed to formulating and publishing full-length records.

Awww yiiiissss...Ghost of a Chance is an explosive-laden train of a new track from those intrepid and indomitable Berkely punk rockers, Rancid. The song is the first single the band has released as part of their upcoming album Trouble Maker, which will be available in its entirety on June 9th. This LP will mark the first new project Rancid has done together since 2014's ...Honor is All we Know, and I can tell you this hyena is fucking excited for it. Alright, well I am too worked up to not play another Rancid song...so let's also include a smash hit from their 1993 debut studio album.


This next one is a really rude song aimed at our Norwegian brethren. Fuck You, Norway is a tongue in cheek anthem from Boston punk band Showcase Showdown, who had quite the cult following during their relatively brief stint during the 90s. The band name, an allusion to The Price is Right, should tell you all you need to know about the depth of meaning that they put into their lyrical content. 

Out All Night is a cheerfully soulful ska tune from 8-piece group The Pietasters. Hailing from our nation's capital, these purveyors of pie have helped me meet the obligatory, and self-imposed, DC area band quotient for today's WWA playlist. Out All Night was off the 1997 album Willis, which was their third studio release, this time through Hellcat Records.

OK enough good feels for now. Lazarus is off the late, great David Bowie's requiem album, Blackstar. This was his TWENTY FUCKING FIFTH studio album..that is insane. The song, like much of the rest of this record, is dark and tender, and appears to reflect Bowie's struggle with his own mortality. Indeed, two days after the album's release, the Goblin King passed onto his next plane of existence. Would it be selfish of me to wish he would Lazarus back up to this world, return to us to continue writing great tunes?

Up next is So Grey, So Green, a crisp rock n roll anthem from The Bloody Hollies. Channeling the energy and soul of like-minded garage punk acts like The Stooges, Screaming Females and New Bomb Turks, these Buffalo-based art heads have blended their own flavors of southern and hard rock to make their own unique, bloody sound. So Grey, So Green is off their 2011 album Yours Until the Bitter End.

Disorder is a fuzzy bomb of groovy garage rock n roll brought to you by the good fellas of Meatbodies. Raised in the weirdness of the LA environs, Meatbodies has been serving up me-likey-drugs type of music since their inception in 2013. Disorder is off their eponymously-titled 12 song album, which dropped in 2014. They actually just released their third (and latest) effort earlier this year, titled Alice...go check it out, it's good!

We're going to end the playlist with Sham 69's school rebellion chorale (and inspiration for today's title) Borstal Breakout. Originally released as a live performance recording on their 1978 album Tell Us the Truth, Borstal Breakout would go on to be one of their most successful compositions. Founded in the mid 70s in Hersham by band leaders Jimmy Pursey and Dave Parsons, these motherfuckers are STILL active and playing shows...they also want to be your friend on Facebook, what are ya waiting for??


OK that's our show for this week. Hope you dug the tunes, and found the rambling spew of thoughts to go along with the playlist helpful. As always, feel free to send your feedback, song requests, opinions on 18th century British taxidermy techniques, FREE T-SHIRTS, etc.

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