The Vaselines - Sex with an X

I don’t know how many times I’ve listened to this but a lot would probably get close. There should probably be some sort of justification and explanation from their side on how they dare to release such a good album twenty years after the last. It’s indecent! (Please! More!)

The Field Mice - Coach Station Reunion

Seriously, this is the best rain music ever. To hear the rain pour down, spatter against the window or flow in small streams desperately searching for an easy way to reach the ground.

I have the window a bit open so that I can hear it a bit better. It usually doesn’t like my window and avoids it, opening it  is my way of acting like a child and beg please. I think that’s silly as that’s one of the best sounds ever devised by nature.

(But as much as I like it, I do hope there will be sun Thursday to Sunday at least — yearly camping trip in the outskirts of Stockholm!)

We — read that as “I” — wish H.P. Lovecraft a happy 120th birthday today and we do it with this song from The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets called The Innsmouth Look.

I — spelled “we” — would have posted the song Cthulhu Fhtagn but alas, no one has recorded it.

Masshysteri - Dom Kan Inte Höra Musiken

Fan, fan, fan. After listening to their new album, I feel even worse for being elsewhere when they were here in the local place to play live. This music makes me warm inside. Like tea.

Agent Orange - So Strange

Extras from punk week. Yeah, I got a slight case of word-loss.

soy:

copycats:

Two-Headed Boy by The Swell Season
originally by Neutral Milk Hotel

Reblogging to enjoy later.

Oj. That’s the only word I can say, but in a good way.

I got the vinyl of Versus’ On the Ones and Threes today. People who complain that there isn’t any new music that really grabs them in the heart and pulls them up into euphoria must be pretty boring. And limited in their love for music.

While I’ve had and still have favourite bands that’s been there a long time, over half my life really, there’s still new songs to fall in love with. New bands to obsess about, and new things that crushes the mind-grapes with a steady grip of awesome. Versus is not a new band for me, they’ve been gone for ten years and according to all the rules a new album shouldn’t be allowed to be this great. Because it is great and all the new songs do the mind-grape squashing. Feel it! See?

If it wasn’t for the fear of ruining the records, I’d hug the shit out of them. But no, I’ll just settle with listening over and over again.

(Song: Versus — Invincible Hero. (Song two on vinyl, song one on the cd.))

Hank Williams - I’ll Never Get Out of This World Alive

Because this is always topical.

Refused - Liberation Frequency

I think this is a fitting end on punk week. While Lyxén’s post-Refused bands has been all from decent to boring, David Sandström has been quite excellent across the board— so you should search and listen to his David Sandström Overdrive. He’s the weird one, the one with ideas so I guess this album in particular would have sounded very different without him.

Richard Hell and the Voidoids - Downtown At Dawn

I’m kind of busy watching lots and lots of episodes of Kingdom. But yeah, Richard Hell! Wohoo!

It’s a bit odd really. I prefer the poppier British punk-bands and the harder guitar-grinding American.

Carbon/Silicon - Caesar’s Palace

I know! Another one beginning with that blasted C. The think is though, I needed to have it here. Mick Jones might not be the best lyricist of punk but he is a natural genius when it comes to melody. Add his curiosity and fondness for do it yourself, the duo have free for download new material and all that.

The Bangs - Ferocious Pocket

This is Maggie Vail, she played bass (among other things, she’s one of those multi instrumentalist people). That and the great music is enough for a joint SST/punk week. No, nudity is not required. Fuck that, give me sarcasm and smarts and a pounding guitar-driven bass-line and… that’s enough. Somehow. Let’s not go into that. MUSIC! LISTEN! DON’T READ MUCH INTO WHAT I WRITE! Except normally when you probably should. Today is complicated.

Traste & Superstararna - Pengar

Since Wednesday is the more introspective and personal of days here, I have to post something Swedish. Still, don’t want to go the obvious route with Ebba Grön or De Lyckliga Kompisarna — for me, that would have been way too obvious anyway. Therefore it’s this one. You can hear a small embryo of what Traste would  go on and do with Traste Lindéns Kvintett.  And equally why Per Persson, then of Dead Scouts (Swedish Alt-country alreadin in 1984), would seem like a perfect fit to join the quintet. But this is before the folk rock outfits so this is the punk years.

And really, it’s great. Not as angry as the bands form the Stockholmian suburbs, Traste brought something else though — an air of irony, lyrics with both humour and bite and I wonder if he might not had been too smart for the whole punk movement in Sweden.

It’s the same thing with the London vs Leeds & Manchester style on punk in Britain. They’d seen factories close down, towns dry out and violence in the street. Riot? Are you fucking crazy?! Not again, that didn’t solve anything the last time, quite the opposite. Humour and brains and a passion for what they do as coping mechanism. It’s a bit founded in boredom but mostly it’s because there were no other choice.

Circle Jerks - Wild In The Streets

Keith Morris of Black Flag’s original line up and Greg Hetson of Bad Religion ought to be enough to get attention. Oddly, it more of a bands band, inspiring other people to play but sadly get overlooked otherwise. I guess the on and off again status of the band helped a bit in keeping it off most people’s radar. 

The band tomorrow will not begin with C but T.

Chisel - Your Star Is Killing Me

It would have been easy to post stuff like the Clash or Sex Pistols or the Jam. But no! That’s not what this is about! So instead I start of punk week with Chisel — the first band by Ted Leo and you can feel the Jam influences all over the rough surface.