Not much to say here - it's fuckin' FEAR!!!
They've been featured here possibly more than any other band; this recording has good sound as well as a tight set of hits - FEAR in their heyday, if you will - AND YOU WILL…
Not much to say here - it's fuckin' FEAR!!!
They've been featured here possibly more than any other band; this recording has good sound as well as a tight set of hits - FEAR in their heyday, if you will - AND YOU WILL…
"UNREST IS RIGHT"…
Probably one of the three hardest records I've ever tried to describe would be "Sea of Unrtest" by San Francisco's own Toiling Midgets. At some points, it oozes some of the most blissful melody ever, but then the turn-around comes and you find yourself alone, desolate, naked, cold, ugly, and trembling in fear - yet it feels incredibly RIGHT - and the stark solace becomes your (best) frienemy.
Huh?
There's about a thousand fucking shitty bands that owe this band a paycheck or two, and while they'll never get the credit they deserve, I can rest assured knowing that I've done my part to help you fill in the blanks of (lost & under-appreciated) S.F. punk/hardcore/rock history.
Oh, and by the way, if you need a stiff drink or a cold beer, stop by the Lucky 13 bar in the Castro / S.F. - Craig (guiarist) pours the drinks there a few days a week. I'll see you there.
You can buy me a shot of Hornitos, bitch.
Sometimes I don't want to share the goods, bro. I'm sorry. Every now and then though, there comes a record that just defies genre by creating the perfect brew of all things good about all things punk / metal, etc.
Serious stoner jams - but not in that "Stoner Rock" cliche' kind-of-way. The "heaviness of the load" runs DEEP here, son. If there was ever a record that could GET you high w/o you actually being high, here it is.
Unsung WestBayKoalition / Doomryderz ATTACK!!!
"You better axe somebody…
Sorry for the lack of updates - while February is the shortest month of the year, it is also a busy time for me, what with THIS going on as of late. That translates to lots of long bar shifts, lots of late nights, lots of GREAT beer, lots of liver punishment, and raging hangovers.
Speaking of raging, one sorely-missed thrash unit that fucking killed it was Rammer. Like their local T.O. comrades CURSED, they came & went too soon. The good times just weren't meant to last, it seems…
In the Great Battle of the Twin Cities back in the Eighties, it must have been hard to pick a side. For me it is - not that I'd want to, honestly - but the "Big Two" (Hüsker Dü & The Replacements) - made for some serious Midwest rock bad-assery back in my formative years.
This here collection is an early (live) boot with some excellent sound quality - the year is 1989, and we find the 'Mats out on the road in support of Tom Fuckin' Petty!?! I'd garner to say, it would have been great to see these guys open, mop the floor with their superior rock power, & then bail the fuck out afterwards to the dive bar down the street...
Bob Stinson was a fuckin' BEAST of a guitar player - Thank you.