Showing posts with label post-hardcore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label post-hardcore. Show all posts

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Johnny Foreigner - You Thought You Saw a Shooting Star... (V0)


To begin this, the actual title of this EP is "You Thought You Saw a Shooting Star but Yr Eyes Were Blurred With Tears and That Lighthouse Can Be Pretty Deceiving With the Sky So Clear and Sea So Calm" but apparently, the Nazi regime running the blogspot website has decided that that is too many characters for the title of the post.
Fascists.

Having released one of the best albums of 2009, Johnny Foreigner returned with this short EP in 2010 including 6 wildly different interpretations of the "Tweecore" sound. The joke here being that all music sounds the same and the minor changes in sound of genres is generally in-existent (and based too much on practicality) and entirely made up in your head, just like all your friends.

So, regardless of your new appreciation for your inability to create actual social connections (much like myself), you should have this and be listening to it, especially if you like Los Campesinos! (and even more so if you don't) because this is the better tweecore band.
Also, Alexei Berrow is the greatest guitarist in all of indie.

Step 1. Listen.
Step 2. Download.
Step 3. Support.
Step 4. Repeat Step 3 & 4.

Fuck those oxygen freaks and their clear heads.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Unwound - Fake Train (V0)


So somewhere in the world right now the former members of Unwound are probably reveling in their greatness and telling everyone they were the best post-hardcore band to ever exist, a statement which is entirely true.

They probably go around with pictures of their albums and push them into peoples faces and say, hey look at how much more awesome we are than you; because they fucking are. I mean, they defaced a Tom Jones album cover for their album cover. Tom motherfucking Jones. You don't see many bad asses willing to fuck with Tom Jones, but Unwound was.

Ian Mackaye probably looks at Unwound's discography and says, "This is the greatest fucking thing I've ever heard, fuck my shit" as Guy Picciotto looks back at all the Fugazi records and points out all the reasons why Unwound's albums are better (on a side note, I fucking love Fugazi).

So here is Unwounds 1993 debut titled Fake Train, somewhere on the site is Unwound's final album, Leaves Turn Inside You in which you'll find the greatest post-hardcore experimental album, while this one will be the greatest of a more traditional type.

Download

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

United Nations - United Nations (V0)


Can't say I remember when was the last time I posted, or what was the last thing I posted. I remember posting though.

During a consistently hectic two months I find myself here now, for the first time in my life with an actual direction in life and actually putting my potential to use; and all I want to do now is listen to experimental and hectic music, one following the footsteps of Karl Marx's conflict theory where harmony can only come from conflict between... well, everything. No, opposites do not attract; but they create something beautiful in the process of repelling each other.

Out of these messes of days came into my hands this, an album I only picked up due to its cover art. At the time, I looked at it and saw it as a short story that mirrored exactly what I felt, The Beatles walking in across Abbey Road one way, where they created a beautiful piece of pop music, and then leaving it on fire, finished. No, I didn't create a beautiful piece of pop music, but I had something nice and it was over and left me burned.

But this isn't an album about anything beautiful, or anything pop, or anything related to anything. It's an album of experimental grindcore, power-violence, and post-hardcore that isn't meant to make you forget about problems, or fight about them, but to make you yell incoherently at whatever you'd like, and make you want to punch someone, and maybe you will punch someone; I'd like to punch someone myself.

So take this home with you (Sample)
and tell everyone to go fuck themselves. (Download)

Also, take a look at the bands website; it's hilarious.
http://www.unitedfuckingnations.com/faq.html

Monday, October 11, 2010

The Blood Brothers - Crimes (V0)


"This is the sound of anorexic middle school girls being dunked into a vat of acid."

I think I stared at this blank page for about 30 minutes before realizing that I can't think of anything more perfectly descriptive of The Blood Brothers, and I think we need to organize a team to test whether or not its true. I'll get the acid, you get the middle school girls.

Check it, son, and be amazed.
The Blood Brothers - Peacock Skeleton Crooked Feathers
Download here.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Foxy Shazam - The Flamingo Trigger (320)


Back in 2008, a friend of mine had become obsessed with a then relatively unknown band called Foxy Shazam. Despite my initial reluctance to give a band with such a name a chance, I ultimately decided to download The Flamingo Trigger, their debut album. After listening to it a few times, I concluded that it was a choice I certainly didn't regret. In fact, Foxy Shazam was my first foray into the genre that is post-hardcore, and after hearing many different bands from all sorts of places, I still believe that Foxy Shazam is one of the more unique acts that I've had the joy of listening to. Beyond all of the eccentric madness, the humorous lyrics, the unconventional keyboard solos, and general over-the-topness, there is a group of five boys (now six) full of unrelenting wit and talent.

The Flamingo Trigger is twelve songs of pure entertainment. Many of the songs break down into unintelligible, incoherent screaming at some point or another; however, this works for what the band seemed to be going for at the time, which seems to be desiring to provide the listener a wonderful ride on a musical roller coaster. Many songs have a theatrical, almost circus-like nature to them; a circus in the realm of insanity. Eric Sean Nally is a beast of a frontman, and makes a perfect "ringmaster" for this show of grandeur. One highlight of the album is "Seagulls Over Rhinosuarus Bay," parts I & II. Both parts showcase Sky Vaughn White's impressive proficiency as a pianoman, especially part two, which is the first instrumental track featured. Another highlight is "Brains Of Vegas," a song with an spectacular, brutal ending that I did not expect at all. The most bizarre song of all, "------------," is an interlude that takes a classical approach: one man, one piano, and a simple song structure. All in all, the album seems to be all over the place, and that is not a bad thing in the slightest.

Give them an honest try.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Unwound - Leaves Turn Inside You (V0)


It's like, if when you were born, you got to choose the size of your dick.
It's that good.


Download it here.