2005 saw the Ipecac Recordings/Radio Surgery release of The Locust’s “Safety Second, Body Last,” the follow-up EP to their acclaimed album, “Plague Soundscapes.” The concept for SSBL has been explained as one 10-minute song split into two tracks, each of which is further dissected into separate movements. The result is a timeless sci-fi onslaught described MORE…
In the winter I read Adolfo Bioy Casares’ stories, Eve Babitz on LA, and medieval poetry concerning the death of Arthur. I sat at my glass-top table with the bookcase in front of me and stared at the wall of books in their white IKEA shelf and told myself, “I will do that too.” I MORE…
A List of Cool Shit About Some Girls’ Heaven’s Pregnant Teens LP, released 16 years ago today. 1) How progressive this shit felt in 2006. How progressive it feels now. It also felt exciting upon its release. If you were there, you knew the band was going places, or rather already had; they’d done this MORE…
Six years ago today, METZ’ Eraser 7” came out via Three One G and seven unlucky years later it’s a nice thing to come back to and revisit the fury and harsh freedom of its two songs. The title track, “Eraser,” is propulsive, dirty, squalling with feedback and distortion. It’s a thing that feels alive, 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 Records), 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 MORE…
Make lists. When you don’t, you forget all the things you’re most meant to remember. Set the German cuckoo clock in the library and feel a sense of paranoia for the future, a tension gathering like clouds before a storm. Plan to start book work at the strike of the hour or wait for the MORE…
The oldest book you own. The last orange you ate and where you ate it. The stack of papers on your kitchen table. The first thought you had this morning and the last one you had last night. The condiments in your fridge and the way you never think of them. The abandoned house you MORE…
Deaf Club is a savage sound bath dripping with sardonicism: a blastbeat-centric hardcore punk assault channeling crust, thrash, and grind (un)sensibilities. Succinct pauses, surreal frequencies and effects, breakneck pace and sharply hurled vocals characterize the band’s aesthetic, which seems as though it is rooted in a sort of nasty-sound-meets-highbrow-message ethos. Fueled by the onslaught of MORE…
Deaf Club is a savage sound bath dripping with sardonicism: a blastbeat-centric hardcore punk assault channeling crust, thrash, and grind (un)sensibilities. Succinct pauses, surreal frequencies and effects, breakneck pace and sharply hurled vocals characterize the band’s aesthetic, which seems as though it is rooted in a sort of nasty-sound-meets-highbrow-message ethos. Fueled by the onslaught of MORE…
Lil’ Cassidy and I, walking to her car from the Livewire, talk about birthday parties. How as teens we never wanted to have them because we were afraid no one would show. We’re drunk and hoping to sound grownup and profound. I’m fighting the slur when I talk about sending invites, and now reality is MORE…