With the recent announcement of Heaven’s Pregnant Teens getting a vinyl variant reissue via Three One G, maybe it’s time to take another look at Some Girls’ The DNA Will Have Its Say. Released 17 years ago today, DNA is a relentless, blistering seven-song cyber-vomit expulsion of modern, futuristic, cliché-free hardcore punk rock. The pedigree MORE…
The Las Vegas airport is the worst I’ve been to and it’s also the connecting airport I’ve stopped at the most—the sea of clattering, chiming, ringing slot machines; the gamblers drunk and excited upon landing, drained and sour on the way out, gray-faced, tired. The food in the Las Vegas airport is the worst too; MORE…
Released a year ago today, Silent’s second album on Three One G, Modern Hate, felt like a proper response to these shit-ass times. A year into the pandemic, more years of (still) living in Trump’s America (no matter who’s wearing the clown suit on the big white toilet-throne today), April 2021 fucking SUCKED. It was MORE…
The concept of Cult and Culture began as a short segment created by Justin Pearson, an internationally known musician, record label owner (Three One G), author, and actor. He is best known as bassist/vocalist for bands such as Dead Cross, The Locust, and Retox. Justin has come to know and work with a broad spectrum MORE…
Some pieces of art feel more like a rally cry than a “product.” Released 18 years ago today by Three One G in conjunction with Strictly Amateur Films, This is Circumstantial Evidence is a fireball moment in time captured on film, a brief flash of weird life lived vigorously, and a thing you can never MORE…
Some of the coolest shit is also the briefest lived. More Pain was a thing and then it wasn’t, like in the same furious, relentless speed-charge as its three-song EP. Or was it ever a thing? What differentiates a “band” from a “project”? What lives or happens or exists in the middle-ground between a one-off MORE…
Some Girls – Heaven’s Pregnant Teens LP vinyl variant reissue With “Heaven’s Pregnant Teens,” Some Girls’ only official full-length release, the group honed its white-knuckled assault down to 25 minutes of unrelenting musical psychosis while adding new dimensions of brutality to their now-trademark thrash attack. Throughout the album’s thirteen tracks, complex time changes invert riffs MORE…
As destructive as they are innovative, the Locust – San Diego’s boundary-crushing merchants of abrasive, noisy, synth-infused grind-punk – sets the hazmat meter on high and expands its sound on New Erections. Praised by The L.A. Weekly for “creating a new, more dangerous paradigm for punk” this resourceful foursome builds on that belief with the MORE…
Whenever I’m set to board a flight, I feel like writing my will and calling those I love to say goodbye. Two days ago, I watched the news on my phone while I ate dinner alone in the farmhouse. It was Russian invasion coverage, war crimes, NATO talks, then analysis on the confirmation hearing of MORE…
The scariest show I’ve ever been to (the only scary show I’ve been to) was Cattle Decapitation somewhere around the time of this album’s 1999 release. (Note: a remastered version was reissued by Three One G the first year of the pandemic. You should buy a copy.) The show was at the Che Café in MORE…