MEAN CUISINE
My eyes are sickeningly bloodshot. Often, I have dozens of minor epiphanies involving the asses of strange women on the subway. I want to tear out every single supple, inappropriate hair from each of my bony shriveled fingers, the only skinny parts of this trainwrecked physique. My gums ache and bleed. Here’s your noise news:
Paging Jonny Quest
Racebannon are fucking back, baby! Now signed to the esteemed Southern Records imprint, these unclassifiable freakazoids have ejaculated their latest nocturnal emission Acid Or Blood. Still violently unwilling to pick a sound and go with it, the tracks available on their Myspace page range from metalcore seizures (“Terror and Dread”) to deeply damaged rock n’ roll (“Sister Fucker”). The band will spend two weeks on the road with hardbangers Light Yourself On Fire. The blood spattered crystal ball also tells of some forthcoming treats from them, including a 12″ remix of their Satan’s Kickin’ Yr Dick In album by noneother than the God Of Noise himself: MERZBOW!
Barnyard Cures From The Paleozoic Age
Boy, Jello Biafra sure knows how to pick ’em. Acid punk flagwavers Triclops! earned their slot on the Alternative Tentacles roster, thanks no doubt to a reverent ear for that delectable 90s noise rock sound evident on their debut album Out Of Africa. An extended and downright grotesque promotional video for “Love Song For The Botfly” can be found here. If you can get past the creepy crawlies and burrowing parasites in the first couple of minutes, you’ll be rewarded with a glimpse of what the band looks like live, interspersed with even more nauseating footage. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, you squeamish dandy. Oh, and they’re on tour right now, America.
Don Cablooey
Knot Feeder is the new project of founding and former Don Caballero guitarist Mike Banfield along with members of Pittsburgh math rockers Tabula Rasa. Currently instrumental (though the band threatens to add vocals at any given time), the group play unsurprisingly good rock and will offer up some of that goodness live when opening for The Poison Arrows, a project featuring yet another Don Cab alumnus (ex-bassist Patrick Morris), in Pittsburgh (8/29 -The Smiling Moose) and New York City (9/1 – Mercury Lounge). Opening that latter show will be Tropic of Nelson, an unsigned local band that I hope will make good on the promise of its demo tracks. Incidentally, the current incarnation of Don Cab are presently touring the U.S., wrapping up in – you guessed it -Pittsburgh on September 6. Their new album, gleefully entitled Punkgasm, drops tomorrow (August 19) on Relapse.
Nights Of The Living Dead C
Zombie holocaust? Hardly! New Zealand’s legendary The Dead C plan to play a handful of U.S. gigs, presumably to celebrate the release of their forthcoming album Secret Earth on Brooklyn’s Ba Da Bing Records. Opening acts on the October tour vary by date and include fellow racketeers Blues Control, Thurston Moore’s Northampton Wools, Pink Reason, Sightings, and Wolf Eyes, among others. All dates are here.
Why Haven’t You Heard Of Suicide Note?
OK, maybe I missed a memo, but Black Bubblegum just turned me on (oooh) to this fucking incredible Chicago-based post-hardcore act. Formerly of Ferret Music, Suicide Note sound an awful lot like a Cave In/Pissed Jeans lovechild raised on Black Flag and Fugazi records along with tequila body shots from the Amphetamine Reptile discography. One listen to “Black Snow” reminded me why I maintain such a throbbing veiny chubby for this kind of music. Considering apt backcatalog comparisons to acts like Converge, it seems form fitting that Kurt Ballou handled the mix on Empty Rooms, now available as a LP+CD combo and a limited edition (only 250 copies) screenprinted digipak format from Suicide Note drummer Jason Gagovski’s Hawthorne Street Records. It’s even on iTunes, so you’ve got no absolutely excuse beyond third world level poverty to miss this shit.
Until next time: wocka wocka.
-GS
Gary Suarez is watching you through a camera. He also writes for Brainwashed and micromanages a consistently off-topic blog called No Yoko No.
