Dogface Bastards

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(Self-issued)

As invigoratingly defiant as rebellion with the cause of Oi! sounds on record, total immersion in the animal comes only for those launching themselves into the snarling, participatory beast; everywhere, bodies fly, tumble, and sprawl, all to tunes blasted by mohawked warriors. L.A.'s Dogface Bastards urge on circle-dance mayhem in wee hours. 

None of the foregoing was meant to dissuade disc purchasers. To the contrary, subjecting eardrums to the raucousness the Dogfaced ones shovel so violently is a fine first step toward the maelstrom.

Recommended: "Dogbite," "Dog Eat Dog," "New Voice of Oi!," "Friday Night," "Do or Bust," "Barking Dogs Don't Bite"

Videos: "Dog Eat Dog" / "New Voice of Oi!" / etc (live)   "Barking Dogs Don't Bite"

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Nothing Less Records

STORENVY

Third Eye Records

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The Hickeys

Demo

(Floating Skull)

A quote attributed to Johnny Ramone: "The quicker you get used to playing in front of people, the better. If you wait until you're 'good enough,' you'll never be good enough." How much coarseness and rudimentary playing here is natural, and how much intentional, is an open query. (Members of this '60s kicks fandango populated schizzing razor outfits like Gnats and Greasy Bitches; some degree of been-there done-that, then, surely applies.) Absence of polish, and eager freshness that isn't above neverminding occasional slapdash miscalculations, are charms not offered by prodigious instrumentalists.

Recommended: "Hickeys," "Melancholie," "Boogie Woogie," "Stinky"

Videos: "Boogie Woogie" (Official video)   "Stinky" (Official video)   Live 2026 (4:02)

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Eli 'Paperboy' Reed

Getting There

(Yep Roc)

My understanding is that medical personnel are on standby, poised to attend to listeners mysteriously unmoved by the spectacular Soul and R&B stylings that cut all kinds of loose on the floor. (Their acrobatics are lent piquancy by a brace of stormy brass.) Eli has proved his mettle umpty-hundred times, in a decade's worth of wax. As if his adeptitude -- whether emoting rivetingly at mic or massaging gritty gloriosities from a guitar that's apparently seen many-a midnight -- weren't sufficient to prompt wallet-crackings, Zaniah cameoed, and living legend Swamp Dogg not only ensured audio passageways were kept free of clutter, but participated in the sparkle. 

Recommended: "Every Once in a While," "Asking for a Friend," "Getting There," "Like We Used To," "I Can't Even Walk (Without You Holding My Hand)," "Love You More" (feat. Zaniah), "Knock Knock Memories," "One Man's Trash (Is Another Man's Treasure)" (feat. Swamp Dogg), "The Questions"

Videos: "Every Once in a While"   "Like We Used To" (Official video), "Love You More"   "One Man's Trash (Is Another Man's Treasure)" 

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The X-Raycatz

Die Erste Und Einzige

(Just Another Normal Guy Records)

Had it not been for JANGR's discovery, remastering, and fresh 200-copy issuance of these unreleased tracks, all the world might know of the early '80s Deutschland hearties is the single cut they contributed back then to a compilation. Their in-rash-germination Punkabilly shouts exuberance at its own rumbustiousness. Even in current times, and to ears wise to subsequent Psycho squallings, old-school recklessness offers magnetism all its own.

Recommended: "Do the Bop," "Everywhere," "Rockabilly Cat," "Bad Times," "Racecat," "Boppin' At the Moon," "Hep Cat Dance," "Wild Girl," "Just Be Crazy," "Someday I'll Be a Star"

Videos: promo (3:48)   "Everywhere"   "Hep Cat Dance"   

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Copasetic Records

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Rodrigo Camacho (feat. Pão Com Cebola)

It's truly wondrous, when singers and players load 100% of their passions and talents onto a runaway rocket tune that seizes dead-smitten diggers in happy kidnap.

Video: "Ligue o Rádio"

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Rockin' Bones

Somewhere amidst forbidding foliage on the outskirts of nowhere, beauteous gris-gris spellcasters divert, their talismans and other arcane hex statuary at hand, as Frenchmen of reverb, hipchain, and triple slap thrash pathway through Psychobilly, as practiced by old-school wreckage mongers on planets of which NASA Poindexters know not.

Video: "Death Dance"

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Tom Toxic: All the way to Memphis

For #2 document of the sessions in which German Rockabilly marauder Tom and combo were joined by scads of originals -- whose names are rightly emblazoned in genre literature -- to work up/put down tunes of the affably rowdy sort launched from joints' stages or jukes, back when Ike rested feet on the Oval Office desk. 

The assembled group tore through Sun, Sam Phillips, and Cash Cabin studios, slashing individual tattoo on those storied environs. It's as if Jules Verne had put his time machine in the hands of Memphis' Crown Electric cats, and they'd outfitted the fantastical contrivance with amplifiers, dual pipes, and about 26 gallons of twang.

Only 222 copies of this 10" platter lifted off pressing machinery, and I've theorized a reason why production was so abbreviated: The nine, vintage-fashioned ramblin' jive cuts contained thereon are just plain too likely to burst into wildass flames to risk greater engraved numbers. (I would take exception to that caution, suggesting instead that masses be set free to surrender themselves to dance-party frivolity amid fires. Life is way too brief to fuss about frilly niceties.)

Drop the needle, crank the loudness, and do Eddie's 'stockings and shoes' bit. Complaining neighbors need to mind their own damned affairs.

Excerpts from Tom's extensive liner notes:

"On  Wednesday,  February  22th,  2017,  also  around  6:30  pm,  the  moment  had  finally arrived  -  I  was  standing  in  the  legendary  Sun  Studio, the  destination  of  my  dreams.  I don't think I need to explain to anyone what the Sun Studio is all about."

"The day after our Sun session we arrived at the Sam Philips Recording Studio in the early afternoon, feeling somewhat sleep-deprived. The session the day before was draining and the night was short. The studio we intended to record the other day, is quasi the new Sun Studio, built in 1959 acording to Sam Philips' specifications and still looking today as it did when it first opened...This studio is a real time capsule. You can feel the spirit of that era in every corner, and it was very awe-inspiring to be allowed to record there."

"On February 20, 2017 at around 6:30 PM, the first recording session of the Tennessee Tapes Tour began at the Cash Cabin in Hendersonville. For those who don't know, the Cash Cabin was the Man in Back's private home recording studio for a long time...It still breathes the exceptional spirit of this with every fiber of its wooden planks and every pore of its solid stones."

Recommended: "All Mama's Children," "Here're My Hands," "You've Killed a Friend," "Rock'n'Roll and Beer and Girls," "Trouble Bound," "Don't Go!," "It's a Mess," "My Brother Alcohol," "Never Too Old to Rock'n'Roll"

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No related videos were available at September presstime, sadly, as this disc is scheduled for October issuance.