This is fucking rad. Raw blown-the-fuck-out Black Flag meets Metz punk rock. Also hones in on the underrated rage of the Nihilistics, and contemporaries like Bib and label-mates, Roht. Even a bit of Bone Awl for the excoriated black metal touch.
RETIREMENT - s/t 7" w/download (LUNGS-110)
What started as an experiment in home recording has blossomed into a full fledged tough garage hardcore ripper of a band. And yes they literally play in a garage. Harsh uninviting midwestern hardcore style spits of fury much in the vein of moderns like BIB or Q with a slight open-chords-garage-rock undercurrent to it. Calling back to FUNCTIONAL BLACKOUTS or TYRADES but seasoned with a little THROBBING GRISTLE/Industrial Records art class. No Pose. No pretense. A pure music group playing pure music.
300 copies of 70gr black vinyl housed in a heavy duty glue pocket sleeve with hand glued postcards on the front. A touching display.
supported by 6 fans who also own “Retirement 7" (LUNGS-110)”
Tuesday morning. Having arrived at Misery Dispensation, I am belted in. For a time, there is darkness, only darkness. And then the sound. The sound oozes forth, sweet hair-laced clogs of it. They fall like lotion upon the flaming anus of my brain.
In joy there is music. In sorrow, the Shoes. contendo