Brioles
XL Vinyl LP
(El Toro Records)
Recommended: "It's Love," "Sometimes Good Guys Don't Wear White," "I Don't Care," "I'm Going Crazy," "No Feelings," "Drifting Heart," "Raska-Yu," "Down in the Cellar," "Ella Es Tan Extraña," "Bo Was Right (Pretty Thing)"
Videos: "It's Love" "I Don't Care" "No Feelings" "Drifting Heart" "Bo Was Right (Pretty Thing"
Prahúa 13
30 almas y un dia (30 Souls and a Day) EP
(Self-issued)
Before us are unveiled compositions unpretentious and wonderfully of the common man. Vocals adopt no showy airs. Properly absent are studio affectations that so often detract from relatability. In their place is austerity that conveys human sensibilities and perspectives, as only it can. They prove adept at ruggedness. But elsewhere, strings are well plucked, ivories touched off in dignified fashion, and percussion administered with solicitude.
Recommended: "Canción del adiós," "La memoria de los peces," "Olvidado" "Sombras"
Videos: "La memoria de los peces" "Sombras"
John Lewis & His Trio
While high-hat fashionistas schedule ridiculously pricey appointments with credentialed mug-rearrangers, John Lewis and a Spanish good-time festival throng have a big ol' guffaw at the foolish phenomenon, their boisterousness urged on by traditional Countrified Rockbilly Boogie.
Video: "Botox Boogie" (live Spain 2025)
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Sanngre
Thrash Core Punk Hard Brutality
(Guns of Brixton Records)
Force times velocity equals Sanngre.
Recommended: "Mata Idiotas," "Hil edo Hil," "El Inquisidor," "Rodarán Cabezas," "Tus Risas No Mandan," "Volverán a Saltar"
Videos: "Mata Idiotas" "Hil edo Hil" "Rodaran Cabezeas"
Atomic Leopards
Hypnogogic Hellucinations
(Atomic)
Spanish brothers Santi and David Lluch learned thoroughly lessons imparted by past Blues, Rockabilly, and Country masters (including as Hellbilly Club founders). Now, the axe-swinging throatist and his bass-slinging sibling pool knacks with ex-HC drum demon Marc Illas to contrive fuzz-dripping spike-jive that laces its projectiles with kool venomousness that gyrates on the wild side.
Recommended: "Devil Car," "Hello Mr. Bates," "Ready for the Blackout," "One More Battle," "I Wanna Be a Punk," "Everybody's Movin'"
Videos: "Hello Mr. Bates" (Official video) "Ready for the Blackout" (Videoclip) "I Wanna Be a Punk"
Charlie Hightone and the Rock-Its
If any reticence was mistakenly in attendence at the last Rockabilly Rave, it tore for the exit when this five-alarm conviction deluged off the stage.
Video: "Dead End Track" (live at Rockabilly Rave 2026))
13 Bats
Perhaps titled as a nod to 13 Cats, Madrid harshmasters pour all nth degree adrenaline asurge within them into 1:47 of when-whip-comes-down onrush.
Video: "Se Altera en Consulta"
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The Aftermiters
La Venganza de los Desheredados EP
(Ruido! Records)
Vituperation en Espanol. "Sepulterera" opens by snatching the Munsters' theme (composed by Jazz guitarist/arranger/Capitol Records producer Jack Marshall), before segueing into ten-league-booted bonfire of bellicosity. Such typifies assembled songs in the main: Fiercely dispatched Punk that pulls off rough trade business with neither reserve nor solicitude for postured propriety.
Recommended: "Sicario," "Instinto Felino," "Sepulturera," "Cuervos," "La Venganza de los Desheredados"
Videos: "Sepulterera" (official video) "Venganza de los Desheredados"
Komando Batikano
1980s Spanish teens Guti, Txopo, and Jabuxta grabbed hold of Punk's prospect for eruptive escape from/challenge to hardships social, economic, and political. Site Euskal Musika relates the trio joined musician-collective Assembly of Madmen and the Generación Bunker rehearsal space contingent. The three waxed 10-track demo Maketa in 1988. Present information defies acquisition.
Video: "Hambre Miseria Y Muertos" (1987 TV performance)
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Asturtralla
Fame Sidre y Rockangaita
(Self-issued / Musicasturiana)
"Hunger, Cider, and Rock-Gaita" is a rough English approximation of the disc's Asturian-language title. In Spain's northern region, one smilingly learns, time-honored folk airs and head-through-window, rip'n'stitch maraudings stand tall in shoulder-to-shoulder posture. ("Rockangaita" being a mash-up whose last five letters are Asturian bagpipes' label. Add in anarchic Steve Jones swipes, and the total is impressively singular.) Pretty melodies entrance, only to be followed by grafitti chording gone ga-ga. This is the first time I've heard equilibrium erupt.
Recommended: "Kutxo," "Fame, Sidra y Rockangaita," "Asturtralla 2.0," "Les 6 de La Suiza," "Asturies Insumisa," "Nun somos nada," "Ye un crimen," "Utopia," "Zona Muerta"
Videos: "Kutxo" "Fame, Sidre y Rockangaita" "Asturies Insumisa" "Ye un crimen"
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Tumba Swing
Escenas y Costumbres del esperpento vinyl and digital
(Self-issued)
Spain's dobro player/foot-beat master/accessible voice Don Rogelio J is a man of many disciplines: monobanda, tattooer, comic book artist, and fanzine founder. Known for chaterra de Blues stylings, he also guides combo Aullido Atómico. Here, Don daubs ten wonderfully vivid, textured panoramas containing a host of percussive and otherwise instrumented characters. Sounds assorted emanate from sources above, below, and all 'round. Exquisite bounty is unearthed amidst ambitious expeditions.
Recommended: "Auqa Tubia," "Jardines de Trincheros," "La cruz," "Son mis amigos," "Cuento moralizante," "Arquetipos," "Cara quemada," "El pájaro y su canción," "La gran desición," "Canción antiromántica"
Video: "Canción antiromántica"
Howlin' Ramblers
Home of the Blues (Revisited)
(Sleazy Records)
The club door busted wide. In strutted Rock'n'Roll, bold and lookin' for all-night fun. (Which would entail dolls, brawls, and suds aplenty.)
Group-penned romps built from gut-bucket jukin' (including the titular number, "Stay the Fuck Home," and "Send Me Some Lovin'"), atop which sail harmonica serenades of the finest kind, clasp brotherhood hands with 1956 Big Walter Price classic "Pack Fair and Square" (covered by J. Geils on their 1972 Full House.) Sleazy's new reissue of the Howlin' ones' self-issued 2016 maiden disc can be captured only as limited-edition vinyl. Remixed and remastered, it now features two bonus cuts.
Hours later, when lights went up and the grizzled barkeep shouted "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!," Rock'n'Roll was still knockin' 'em back...
Recommended: "Home of the Blues," "I'm Ready if You're Willing," "Stay the Fuck Home," "Number Nine," "Pack Fair and Square," "Send Me Some Lovin'," "Takin' Care of My Home"
Videos: "Home of the Blues" "Stay the Fuck Home" "Pack Fair and Square" "Send Me Some Lovin'"
Chingo Kids
"Uno foto en blanco y negro" digital single
(Bartolini Records)
Likely the only Madrid Punk trio whose name is also that of an unrelated tykes-attire concern. Volleyed in scant minutes is a projectile mix of dynamic tension and clean vocals that skim atop buzzsaw advances. Clever and measured change-ups evolve mid-song, before streamlined, 78 rpm progress resumes. Those in the way face flattening.
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The Brigade Street Rock and Roll
self-titled
(Lumpen Creativo)
The cool thing about being unable to discern Spanish-language songs' meanings, is that it's inconsequential so long as wall-slamming Punk is involved. I'm unsure whether to class these four as adroit musicians, or perhaps assaultive disrupters for whom instruments are implements of bushwhack. Both choices seem valid.
Recommended: "Las Normas," "Aquella Noche," "La Brigada," "Ellos Sabrán"
Videos: "Las Normas" (live) "Ellos Sabrán" (live)
Screamin' Meemies
The Trap
(Self-issued)
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Shrewd production by chief Brain Rene De La Muerte allows every plugged-in deviser to be heard unto the extreme. And for his part, Marcel Bontempi fashioned startling cover art that, were it a movie house poster, would ensure swarming streams of bloodshot-eyed ticket-seizers.
Chord-swiped spectacles arisen are so dark, their poetry so lurid, one imagines Maila Nurmi getting up on the wrong side of the slab and seizing a quill. "Don't Tell Me No Lies," "All That She Wants," and "Motherfucker" stampede crazily into that bad night, busting clean through any impediments at ultra-volumes and without regard for anyone or anything.
Instrumental "Haunted Mountain" veers from bubbling electronics to gleeful brutality, six-string savagery and beats of locked-in purposefulness ushering listeners through what undead surely sounds like.
A Bandcamp advisory notes that conclusive slice "Something is Wrong" "officially closes this chapter and opens the door to what comes next." The song portends ebony desolation to which monsters will surely ransack labs' Strickfaden apparatuses and tear up moonshadowed countrysides.
The lid now closes. But know that it will again crack.
Recommended: "The Trap," "Drivin' Me Crazy," "Don't Tell Me No Lies," "Haunted Mountain," "All That She Wants," "Motherfucker," "Something is Wrong"
Videos: "All That She Wants" "Motherfucker" "Something is Wrong"
Los Pontiaks
Hay un ojo en mi Martini! 12" vinyl LP
(Subterfuge Records)
"These three Prussian soldiers from the underworld emerge from their graves, when the occasion warrants, to invite us to a true hip-shattering Rock 'n' Roll bacchanal." intones their autobilling. Exotic and often instrumental rat rod treks through haunts of Surf, hacksaw rhythms, and Garage Mambo thrill without pause. Inventive songcraft dodges down unforseen novel night roads. The Lux & Ivy imprint (reflect upon title) has its way, certainly, though not with the Scumbag Alley banshee howl one might anticipate. Summoned forth are ten koo-koo treatises that, while hinting now and again at the storied CBGB's cryptkeepers, do so with the impeccable dash of 1940s John-Carradine-House-of-Dracula flowing cape. Silken finery and military helmets catch eyes, yes, but death-heads, dive-bombing chords, and final-mile drum sureness remind of cursed circumstance. (And whose hand is on your shoulder?)
Recommended: "Plato o Plomo," "Hay un ojo en mi Martini!," "Bailarina de seis brazos," "Chicas Zombies," "El Diablo," "El Atracto Perfecto," "El Indiano"
Videos: "Hay un ojo en mi Martini!" "Chicas Zombies" "El Atracto Perfecto"
Astracán
"Siempre Sale el Sol" b/w "El Futuro"
(Beatclap)
Sure, Milton wrote of Astrakhan. But he neglected to mention slouches, sneers, and buzz-blade barre chords. Charging from speakers is feral evidence of the Forest Hills Carbona-huffers' eternal imprint - the headiness of kicks-amped young guerillas fronted by a nasal wise-ass who rails against maturation.
This approaching August 12, a total solar eclipse is predicted to sweep Astracán's homeland of Spain. Like they care.
(Full-length Lethal Puberty is scheduled for next month, Friday the 13th issuance.)
Videos: "Siempre Sale el Sol" "El Futuro"
The Raters
Hi, Fuck You - The Unfinished Album
(Mad Dog Records)
2023's Mad Green Dogs made clear the Spanish squad's capacity for rampage. This Dec. 2025 disc's commencing track, "Hate Yourself," is a blur, merging instrumental flair with lean structure. "Caputxeta" avails itself of the red-hooded folklore heroine's plight. But unlike Sam the Sham's 1966 good-bad rendering (in which the aroused beast pitched pickup patter like a pro), whipcrack dynamism that alternates with suspenseful pacing, and the prey's own apprehensive recounting, splash in dangerous darkness. In closing gesture, the Raters give needed boot to Lennon-McCartney sogginess.
Recommended: "Hate Yourself," "Caputxeta," "And I Love Her"
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