THEE OH SEES seem to have one fantastic song on every new release, and it’s usually the one exposed to blogs before the record comes out. Here’s this year’s – and as always, it’ll be the standard-setter for the remainder of the record, virtually all of which will inevitably fall short while remaining solid. Still one of the most consistent live bands going, and their evolution, though slow, continues to move into weird, noisy, throwback and melodic/harmonic places I cotton to.
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I’ve put together another digital mix tape for you over on 8Tracks. This one’s a collection of some of the more bruising 1960s garage-based punk rock, and I’m calling it STONEAGE TESTOSTERONE. 17 tracks, some taken from old bootleg vinyl comps in my collection, others from “Back From The Grave” CDs. All immensely killer, with a complete and utter dearth of filler.
Track list:
- SPLIT ENDS – Rich With Nothing
- LA-DE-DA’s – How Is The Air Up There?
- TY WAGNER WITH THE SCOTCHMEN – I’m a No-Count
- MYRCHENTS – Indefinite Inhibition
- THINGS TO COME – I’m Not Talkin’
- MURPHY & THE MOB – Born Loser
- SHAMES – My World is Upside Down
- AVENGERS – Be a Caveman
- ESQUIRES – Judgment Day
- PAUL BEARER & THE HEARSEMEN – I’m Been Thinking
- THE WYLD – Goin’ Places
- CAVE MEN – It’s Trash
- THE LYRICS – They Can’t Hurt Me
- THE SPIDERS – Don’t Blow Your Mind
- MONTELLS – You Can’t Make Me
- SAVOYS – Can It Be
- AMBERJACKS – Hey Eriq!
Listen in your car, if you’ve got one of those newfangled hookups, with the free 8Tracks app for iOS or Android as well. Along with Spotify, Soundcloud and Bandcamper, it’s a primary mechanism for how I explore new music in 2012.

Also courtesy the excellent WAITAKERE WALKS blog. The two bands’ tour together prompted the infamous Misfits interview in Flipside in which a pissed-off Danzig was quoted saying that he was angry during their visit to San Francisco that “We just wanted to eat at McDonald’s, but the Flesh Eaters wanted to go explore homoland!!”.
I spent MY BLOODY VALENTINE’s career completely ignoring them, and it was only in 1993 that I ever truly “heard” the group, courtesy of Claw Hammer’s Chris Bagarozzi, who brought along a new cassette copy of “Loveless” into the Econoline while I was road-managing the band’s Spring ‘93 North American tour. Nearly another twenty years went by, and until this year, “Loveless” was the only thing by the late 80s/early 90s Irish band I’d ever heard. And don’t get me wrong – I’m not immune to the insanely loud and complex charms of the album that some have called “The Greatest Record of All Time”, but it wasn’t like I was running to collect the back catalog either.
Once again, Expressway to Yr Skull’s Erika Elizabeth rode to my musical rescue. She played this track (“Slow”) off of one of the band’s early EPs not long ago, and I totally dug it. It then led to a what-was-I-thinking reconsideration of MBV in their totality, and I’m happy to report that I’ve now acquainted myself with their entire catalog (except for the mid-80s stuff that I’ve never heard anyone say anything positive about). And let it be said for the record that I’m a fan. Us real fans, well – we just call ’em “MBV” most of the time, or sometimes just “The Bloodies”.
Here’s an earworm to end all earworms – the gum-smacking, child-clapping, metal-wheels-on-pavement sounds of 1965’s “Skateboard Song” from NORMA TRACEY & THE CINDERELLA KIDS. The flip, “Leroy”, is so beyond the pale that I have forbid myself from sharing it with anyone, and indeed from ever playing it again. This one’s pretty gnarly, as I’m sure you’d agree.

You might want to take a listen to the full 20-minute radio show set that Austin, TX’s SPRAY PAINT played on KDVS-Davis, CA last month. Courtesy of the always right-on DJ Rick from Art For Spastics, this set and accompanying interview show off this spazz-hot art punk band as their two 45s do, just with more songs and in the “live environment”. I’d peg Spray Paint as a minimalist but relatively free take on first couple-EPs Minutemen, mixed with some mid-80s balled-up tension rock like Phantom Tollbooth, Breaking Circus, Tripod Jimmie and that ilk. Spectacular, dynamic stuff & worth the DL.

Habibi live in Brooklyn.
HABIBI are a current handclappin’ girl group from Brooklyn who’ve put out a very fine 3-song single this year called “The Sweetest Talk”. It’s an infectious pile of lo-fi sugar, recorded on the cheap and with a sort of slyness & decidedly non-careerist approach that I applaud. All three songs are excellent, so do as Dynamite Hemorrhage did and spend your $2.97 to get the full-on digital download.
Courtesy of my pal Chris, here’s a long-tail band from the CBGB golden era in New York circa 1976-80 called COME ON. Barely documented before their recent CD on Heliocentric (one 45 and that’s it), Come On musically straddled the Talking Heads-era NYC, the no-wave scene and the you-can’t-get-funky late 70s/early 80s rhythms of the Bush Tetras, ESG and Liquid Liquid.
The CD’s got its up and its downs; the live stuff veers a little too forward into what we now call overt “math” rock to no apparent purpose nor end. The singer’s often a dead vocal ringer for The Undertones’ Feargal Sharkey. And yet there are some stunners here that you know would have had your rump in the door and your feet on the floor. Makes it once again all too clear how New York was bursting at the seams with creativity and vision during this era.
This track’s called “See Me” and was a demo; very indicative of the collection so if ya like this you’ll like that.