Tag Rancid
Back in the late eighties when Agnostic Front’s Roger Miret first let his 12 year old brother Freddy Cricien jump on stage and take the mic no one could have thought that “Madball” Freddy and his pals would still be… Continue Reading →
Motorhead’s shadow cast long over Lemmy and co’s career. Punk bands especially felt an affinity for the speed fuelled balls out fury the band unleashed. One band that were certainly ejaculated out of Snaggletooth’s hairy phallus is Zeke. Formed in Seattle… Continue Reading →
Groaning at the terrible punnage of the album cover I had to think carefully whether I really wanted to download and subject myself to this album; of course I couldn’t resist. Even though I haven’t listened to Peter And The… Continue Reading →
I am ashamed to say that I always overlooked The Casualties. I think I used to see them as an American cartoon version of my fave homegrown bands. More fool me! These New Yorkers don’t give a fuck about the… Continue Reading →
Bitch Queens are a bunch of sleazy fuckers from Basel. This is the first shocker for me as they play the kind of grease and spunk soaked rock n roll that usually ejaculates outta Scandinavia. So far so Turbo Negro…. Continue Reading →
I don’t get much punk to listen to these days, but when I do and when its the real stuff, punk-as-fuck like The Casualties rather than college rock with hair gel it is usually a pleasure and Resistance I’m happy… Continue Reading →