[engl] "Debut album by this solo project from Leipzig Connewitz. 8 Tracks of charming DIY Synth Wave Pop. Highly danceable. Highly enjoyable. Best soundtrack for your next party. File under: Punks doing 80s Wave/Pop. Ffo: Riki, Nuevo Testamento, Ritual Veil, Prospexx.

[engl] 1 song for the upcoming album + 1 song exclusively for this 7".

[engl] Full throtle Japanese Hardcore. First released 1990 on legendary Selfish Records this Japanese hardcore classic is available on vinyl again 30 years later.

[engl] NIGHTSLUG's demo-tape has been remastered at the Tonmeisterei and is now available on vinyl for the 1st time. The 3 tracks are simple, heavy, raw, primitive, dark and gloomy, but at the same time, unique, powerful and atmospheric. These adjectives are not seen together very often, and that shows how special those tracks are. The disgustingly gloomy and ultra-low guitar riffs that dominate the songs are perfect throughout - so very crushing in its delivery. NIGHTSLUG's music is ecstatically powerful - thanks to their dynamic rhythm section in their drumming - sounds really bombastic. The bass is down-tuned, offering a slow and mourning, lurking riffing. Really important is the factor 'groove', and NIGHTSLUG definitely have this groove that bands like CELTIC FROST, HELLHAMMER and WINTER invented. Even the vocals have a nasty demon CELTIC FROST- touch. Deep grunts are the vocals that adorn the musical journey of this band. NIGHTSLUG, however, made a demo that isn't just angrily downtempo and muddily downtuned - it swings, and has a punk spirit. If you like anything even tangentially related to doom or sludge it is a mandatory purchase. There is none heavier!!! The one-sided, limited (315) LP comes with a screenprinted b-side and cover, black innersleeve and includes a digital download card.

[engl] Second LP from Slumb Party, Nottinghams finest Post Punkers. First LP is long gone, don't sleep. Everyone’s favourite herky-jerky Nottingham noiseniks Slumb Party return to blow minds once more. Maybe it’s time you polished all the hard surfaces in your house and strapped on your dancing shoes, cuz once this one lands on your stereo you’re gonna be pulling shapes and bouncing from the floor to the walls and back again. Last time round their influences were clear: James Chance, Minutemen and Gang Of Four rose to the surface in a heady concoction of skronking, sax-drenched post-punk and addictively wonky hooks. This time they’re no less deliciously addictive, but the pop factor rides higher in the mix, at the cost of precisely none of their aching smarts or visceral thrill. A wheezing synth powers opener Go To Work, with nods to the same heroes as before, but also a sense of Attractions-style powerpop appeal – if XTC had ever attempted to refract pub rock through their angular prism while shouting ‘CAN YOU BUY ME A PINT’, it might have felt something like this. Sound good? Of course it fucking does, and it sets the tone for the rest of the album. While their 2017 debut (and if you slept on that masterpiece, then what are you waiting for, dummy?) dealt with working a day job and dealing with getting older, here the world weighs even more heavily on their shoulders. The snarling fury that characterised those songs is transposed to an exhausted rage that’s no less bilious or righteous – being skint, the overwhelming vacuum of ‘creative’ culture, and the general nature of just existing in 2019 all come under the microscope. No spoilers, but turns out all those things are bad; luckily they’re soundtracked and documented by a band that’s (whisper it) maturing (nah, fuck it, shout it: MATURING) into something far greater than the sum of their influences, that simply explodes from the speakers and demands your time. Like Molotov cocktails and lit matches, this is gonna seem daunting to swallow in one go, but the resultant explosion is messy and spectacular. Slumb Party describe this record as their ‘new/no wavey post punk power pop effort’, and that’s a pretty accurate summary: certainly, there’s a Stiff Records/Marked Men undercurrent to all those geometrical puzzles that make up their songs. Leave it to us, though, and we’ll just call it ‘one of the most essential records to emerge from the UK underground this year’. Or order you to drop everything and listen right now. ‘Spending Money’ is a keeper, alright. Will Fitzpatrick.

[engl] 40 plus years after Out of Vogue and Pay to Cum came, USA HC punk has died many deaths. Only to be brought back to life wave after wave. Perhaps only to be sold again as a cleaner version of itself. However there seem to always be a bunch of miscreats that spit on HC grave and enjoy making dirty and aggressive fast music as if their lifes were on it. NOSFERATU is one of them. What we have here is the long promised vinyl version of their last year cassette tape. On it you’ll find 11 songs of boom box sounding hardcore PUNK. Fast and raging, without an ounce of metal or cuteness on it. Think of YDI or E-13 but also WRETCHED or SYSTEMATIC DEATH. Short songs as burst of energy with an attention to detail to their craft the way only someone who has worn out their HEREJIA or ANTI-DOGMATIKSS tapes can create. In so many words, NOSFERATU sounds, in my mind, as the missing hidden track on Killed By Hardcore vol. 2. This version of Society’s Bastard comes as a double A side 12” with the same program repeating on both sides, why not? Packed in a beautiful sleeve designed Albert, who also designed the insert and wrote all the songs.

[engl] Texas's Nosferatu unleash their first full-length of hardcore ramped-up into its highest echelons of breakneck propulsiveness, whizzed-up and faultily-wired, a tumbledown chaos of Siege-like flurries, whipping about with Die Kreuzen sharpness, or the more modern uncompromising flailings of Permission and No. Ugly barks, murky blurs of riffs slammed into you with the force of a bomb-blast. Barely room for breath, most of the tracks snapping off with little ceremony, apart from on the Under The Sun which drags that grimy noise out into a grubby itchy monster three times the length of most of the other tracks on the album, and on the apocalyptic stomp of the closer Solution Absolute.

[engl] Just in the time for their 15 years anniversary, the protest punx from Modena (Italy) fireing back with the 4th longplayer packed with 15 songs of singalong Hc-Punk. The band was born in Modena, in 2003. It was just another young punk band with something to say and a lot of energy to explode. None of them would expect to get so far from the shore. By the way they have crossed stormy seas, they had many line-up changes, many tours, many releases, many sweat and tears but in the end they still love to hit the road and play around. No White Rag stands for “rejecting the white flag”, rejecting to give up the struggle. They started with a lot of politically charged lyrics, especially because they were influenced by all the diy and anarchist movement in Italy. For all the first decade of the century, they were fully involved into the squat “La Scintilla” in Modena where they used to organize gigs and it was a good way to deal with many bands from abroad. This thing allowed us to make a few tours in Swiss and Germany since the first years of activity. Besides the band Zanna started a diy label called Nuclear Chaos Records, that was the engine that allowed them to release all their stuff by themselves, together with many other projects like that. Since then they have recorded and produced two 7” EP and four full-length albums plus a couple of tapes.

[engl] Split 7" EP with NUEVA GENERACION (Murcia/Spain) and BETTER OFF DEAD (Angers,Paris/France). After a couple of EPs and their last LP, NUEVA GENERACION are coming up with two new songs. Musically they still play energetic straight-forward punkrock with some postpunk elements. BETTER OFF DEAD released a few EPs, one LP and are now back with also two new songs on this record! They play powerful melodic/melancholy punk rock that is absolutely worth your full attention. The record comes in a screen-printed folder!

[engl] Long-awaited (by us at least) is this follow-up to the 2018 Demo from the best fed group in so-called British Columbia - a name that gets more and more confusing to say every time I think of it. Nutrition the band. Cooking food with radiation. It's quick. It's easy. It tastes surprisingly good but it'll probably kill you in the long run. You'll die waddling in your consumption. While 1/4 of the world are starving, the rest are LIVING, BABY. Overfed on insensitivity. All varnished to excess. 'No' is 6 tracks about medication, bleak vulnerability and jabs at existence expressed in short, frantic exclamations. Is it good for you? Who cares. Does that even remotely matter right now? We know how fast life/death happens. Blink an eye. Blink again. You won't find this in your recommended diet so don't bother to even ask how it relates to your caloric intake. At least shoving these songs in your head is a lot easier and more enjoyable than oatmeal and Yoga or whatever real people do for the privilege of "self care." It says so on the fucking box. Nutrition. It's gotta be true. I wouldn't lie to you would I?

[engl] Obstruktion are the latest band to declare their intentions to the world with their debut album, 'Monarchs of Decay'. Based out of Gothenburg and featuring a number of Swedish hardcore veterans and luminaries, this band have drawn influence from the music of their formative youth and have finely honed this sound using their many years of experience and cumulative musical wealth. The result is an album of utmost severity and vigour that tears through social constructs to disclose the arrogance of the privileged. The band don't strive for a particular genre/sound and instead have made sure to create something unique and fresh while still paying homage to their predecessors. Appealing to fans of Hatebreed, Bitter End, Obituary, Harm's Way and Earth Crisis, their tightly knit sound transgresses the boundaries of musical trends. There is a strict no filler approach with songs such as Monarchs of Decay hitting hard from the get-go and delivering sublime guitar solos and dive bombs. Throughout the album, there is a masterly metal and hardcore aggression produced with a timelessly heavy execution. The vocals are delivered with the same mighty power as the subject matter is through the lyrical content. Driven by Hate starts with a haunting guitar line that builds to a punishing impact, showing maturity and excellence are both present in the craft of their songwriting. With soaring guitar harmonies and tight chugging guitars, Blackened Skies maintains a heavy groove that draws you in with a neck snapping ability. Other tracks feature pounding double kick, huge breakdowns and a relentless drive that keeps the pace moving with a satisfying tempo. The album itself is a thematic body of work built around the concept of the violence of our culture and our inabilities or unwillingness to comprehend and break this cycle. With a message as intense as this, it is no wonder that the every other element from the music itself to the production and artwork all reflect this same level of darkness and aggression. Each song has been created to be overwhelming in its own way while still contributing to the record as a full entity. The overall structure and tracklisting have been carefully arranged to deliver full impact and the end result clearly manifests intensity. With a debut record of such a high standard, Obstruktion have both purpose and passion and are certainly ready for action.?

[engl] Much anticipated answer to 2011's "Blasts of Lunacy," the Omegas leave off where they picked up, coming back to their personalized vision of the nooks and crannies of early NYHC and proto hardcore cum Darby Crash cum Nollywood prankster at ever more obtuse and challenging angles. The riffs implode and the changes are impossible to follow without a map that probably leads somewhere unpleasant. Even still, the confusion feels like a stroke of luck. The gift is not knowing what you're hearing yet but knowing you've wanted to hear it your whole life. Duck, dive, spit, slam, kill: Makes you go Boom Boom. Flash forward, the power to exist. FFO: getting stop and frisked by the NYPD and having them find a giant lollypop in your otherwise empty bag/wondering who killed Tony Frenchman

[engl] The One Voice "Break Free" 7" was originally released by Crucial Response in 2007. The plan was to put out the 7" with the demo tracks on CD. But after splitting up in 2008 the label and band decided to put it out on vinyl insted. Completely remastered with new artwork and photos. Features the "Break Free" 7", the entire demo plus Human Demise which was recorded shortly before the band broke up.

[engl] " 3 new songs packed with no-nonsense, nasty and distorted poliical hardcore following the Dutch tradition. Oust is a band with 5 individuals that know eachother for years trough the magical world of DIY punk bands. We are based in Amsterdam and Nijmegen but one of our guitarist decided to live in Rome which is quite far away. We all played in bands before, there is a good chance we met somewhere before :) There is plenty of stuff to be angry about these days and we like to put that energy in our music, we do not believe in happy endings or a good outcome we are going straight into the abyss. That doesnt mean we love to play the music we play, playing shows and meeting our friends that we've met in all these years touring trough Europe and beyond is the reason that these things work. We started out as a very basic straight forward dbeat band but as those things go music evolves and we might get weirder and weirder by the day. We do like to stick close to our crusty hardcore souls and I guess you can hear that. We released a tape that was later re-released by our good friend Jos on beautiful creamy white vinyl, this year we will release an EP trough Sabotage and Autoreverse, we missed playing and being part of our loved community a lot during the covid-times.

[engl] "Erupting at two-to-three-minute intervals, the songs are steeped in dissonance, a fusion of driving melodies and eyes-rolled-into-the-back-of-your-head slow builds. Pointed and unconventionally melodic guitars combine with high intensity drums and unrelenting bass. The short sharp jagged boil of SUPER THIEF sets the air on fire, vocals jumping from spoken introspection to incendiary verbal detonations, blasting waves of intensity but never at the cost of a pervading melody or hook." – Paul Stinson "Students of the AmRep/Touch & Go school for noise rock, SUPER THIEF draw comparisons to bands like The Jesus Lizard, Hammerhead, and Tar, but their attack is more impenetrable, more persistent. There’s no lull, no restraint. When the band pull back ever so slightly from the carnage, it’s only to hammer in the reality of their earthquaking rhythms and rusted distortion." – Dan Goldin (Exploding in Sound, Post-Trash)