Tuesday, 22 June 2010


This is easily my favourite soundtrack of all time. To completely feel the impact of the title tracks (Aguirre 1 & 2) you need to see the film. Ambient perfection. The other tracks lean more towards traditional prog/kraut ditties.

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Saturday, 8 May 2010

Homostupids - The Intern

One of the most frequently played records over the last year. Sloppy garage punk perfection. There's an idiotic, unhinged but endearing vibe that fits given the name and moronic public image. Simplistic guitar riffs with amazing tone & lyrics that I don't understand but are probably about masturbation or something.


Saturday, 1 May 2010

Rot Shit - Have You Scene Rot Shit? 7"

Severely retarded, short, fast, messy as fuck.. Seven dumbshit songs in seven minutes (one goes for 3:29...). Every song ending in a very sincere "fuuuuuckkk!", except for the masterpiece "Dead", which begins with "FUCK". I doubt I need to say more to convince you to check this out. Shit is all over the place. They don't exist anymore, which is too bad. Check out their other records though, more retarded songs with awesome female vocals that aren't on this 7". Good soundtrack to wrecking shit.

Wind Waker - s/t EP

This is the debut recording for Perth's dexterous youths Wind Waker, who have risen ever so triumphantly from the ashes of The Blow-Up. I was blown away when I heard this for the first time and it's easily one of the best records I've heard thus far this year. They are quite frankly masterful when they play live, and their combined precision translates gloriously to recording. Clancey howls and trills about the flaws of others, swiftly thumbing away at her guitar with addictive patterns that change when you least expect them to. Wil is just retarded (-ly adept) at bass and at complementing his lady friend's guitar work. Unfortunately the drummer on this record, Louis III, is no longer with the band (that honour goes to Ringham of Taco Leg/Whalehammer/a-million-other-bands fame). Regardless, his fluent and seemingly effortless playing fits in with the other sounds perfectly. Wind Waker are like one of those jigsaw puzzles with the irregular-shaped pieces. I'm not sure quite how they manage to fit together to create what we're left with - a flawless, structured record that speaks of inexhaustible talents.

Monday, 5 April 2010

Kerosene 454 - Situation At Hand

I've been listening to this constantly for the last few weeks so I thought it'd be neat to share. Sprawling post-hardcore with emo overtones. The Dischord tag should give you a pretty good idea of what to expect... It's melodic and slightly poppy and there's a lot of 'grungy' style singing which might turn a lot of people away but what the fuck.


Sunday, 21 March 2010

Teenage Panzerkorps - Knut Hamsun

Since forming in 2001, members of the Teenage Panzerkorps (Der TPK) gather every now and then, from the far reaches of the planet, to record short, fuzzy lo-fi songs for your listening pleasure. They're less about pop songs than they are about extremely pleasurable drones. That being said, this EP on Captured Tracks is probably more about actual songs than their previous releases. Three songs, around six minutes of languid tunes that wouldn't have gone astray in the 80s. Plus, who doesn't love a German vocalist with a cavernous voice speaking over music that sounds familiar somehow and makes you reach for the recliner lever on your La-Z-Boy.

Saturday, 20 March 2010

Snuff Film - s/t CS

It makes me hugely sad to think that I was (and still am) on the other side of the planet when Snuff Film played their one and only show, and that this is the only release they'll ever bestow upon their loving public. Snuff Film is a collaboration between Ecoli and Migraine, two quality bands from the Bay Area. I prefer this to either band. Hell, I prefer this to anything. When they play fast it's frenzied and ripping as fuck, it sounds real chaotic but it's all very precise and it wouldn't surprise me if they were perfectionists. When they play slow it's gut-wrenching, like the whole world is being pulled apart seam by seam, or at least your insides. The songs are called The Actor, Subject, Director, Camera Man and Producer and they're about as obscene and as demanding of your attention as I imagine the set of a snuff film to be. I guess this is a concept cassette? I find this tape very sexy in a filthy and abrasive kind of way. I think you might still be able to get a copy from Drone Errant.