Cerca:the m e b

5-Track-Minialbum (2013) der Brooklyner Punkband Parquet Courts, das eine geniale Mischung aus Punk, Garage-Rock & Alternative mit der rohen Energie und dem Spirit der legendären 70er CBGB-Szene abliefert.

Die Boomtown Rats waren eine der erfolgreichsten Bands der 1970er Jahre in Großbritannien. Ihr erwachsener Ihre realistischen Geschichten beflügelten die Fantasie des Massenpublikums. Als Anführer der Rats
führte Bob Geldof seine Band aus Dubliner Post-Punkern mit den britischen Nummer-1-Hits ”Rat Trap”
und ”I Don’t Like Monday’s” direkt an die Spitze der britischen Charts . ”THE FIRST 50 YEARS: SONGS
OF BOOMTOWN GLORY” auf Vinyl feiert die Höhepunkte der geschichtsträchtigen Karriere der Gruppe.
In der Klappcover-Hülle mit brandneuem Artwork und Kommentar wurden alle Titel von der Band selbst
ausgewählt. Dies wurde zeitgleich mit ihrer 50. Jubiläumstour veröffentlicht und ist das Allerbeste von
den Boomtown Rats und eine Zusammenstellung ihrer Texte und Melodien aus eigener Hand.
Erhältlich ab dem 19. September!

We reach release number 10 on ITWS! 3 tasty cuts by a couple wizards., Arno x System A presents The Deadliners , Comes with a Phone Traxxx Remix to finish off this must buy package.

Human Leather have always been a ferocious live act, unbelievably loud for a 2 piece. Their gigs are often an overwhelming wall of sludge, howls and amphetamine-addled drums, with spectators flying joyously around the pit. Previous recordings did full justice to the impact of the live show; however, the second helping is something else. On Here Comes the Mind, There Goes the Body the sludge is still present, rising, and lapping at your ankles, but there's a new clarity showing off exactly how f*cking good those riffs are. There are ear worm riffs for days, shout along vocals that roar, shriek and reform into a Greek chorus, drums that thump you repeatedly in the chest and then the whole thing vanishes in just under 30 minutes, leaving you bruised, deafened and with Some Questions about your life. Squint your ears a bit and you'll hear the influences of bands like Karp, Torche and Big Business but they're thrown into a much crustier stew. The lyrics span a variety of political issues, not limited to the landed gentry, global warming and consumerist harbingers of doom. Importantly the songs are also not afraid to discuss class issues (unlike many political bands who you suspect have a much sturdier security net). While this could easily feel preachy, every line is delivered with the knowing wink of the underdog and good humour (I am going to smile every time I think of "clod damn" or "QVC Hands" staring up at me from the lyric sheet), and the vibes are as they've always been in difficult times - "we know we're fucked, tonight we mosh, tomorrow we march". And what is the point of a revolution you can't dance to? Speaking of dancing, the final track features an honest-to-god dance beat, acid squelches and disembodied vocal samples, pointing to an alternative universe in which Human Leather are a heavy electroclash band. Here comes the record of the year, bring what is left of your eardrums. You didn't need that body anyway