This wonderful looking contraption above was seized from the Naples based Cammora Mafia. It’s .22, can fire four bullets in quick succession, and the trigger is a button on the keypad.
Just don’t mix it up with your real mobile. – Annoying ringtone – grab – press – BANG – dead.
LINK (BBC)
Did I just step out of a Delorean? Or maybe a phone booth? Because listening to Hovadah’s Eyes Reveal it could easily be 1989 and Grindcrusher is just hitting the shelves. This is brilliantly old school grind. No triggered drums, no regard for elaborate production, just head down, furious, simple fun.
The closest comparison, sound wise (without getting into neckbeard-grind territory) is From Enslavement… era Napalm Death. The vocals, while not the most broootal I’ve heard, are spat with passion and personality in both the cookie monster and high pitch variety. Drums, bass and guitar blend into a killer whirlwind dirge which carries things along nicely.
If you’re looking for subtlety, sophistication or deep, meaningful lyrics, don’t even come near Hovadah. (Although they do have possibly the best song about cycling in London I’ve ever heard in the form of Red Orange Green – sample lyric “and what happened to the bike / it was stolen by some cunt” – Brilliant.) But if you want nine minutes and change of blasting anger get stuck into Eyes Reveal.
LINK (MySpace)
Jan Liphardt is the man to blame when you are broken down cell by cell by an army of microscopic bio-robots. He aims to re -engineer bacteria to perform one task…
The idea is to create stripped-down versions of bacteria, with only enough of a genome to perform certain tasks – for example, swimming along a chemical trail using their flagella, secreting another chemical as they go.
Or of course, going haywire and destroying the planet. No one would want these things to be used for war like purposes – it would be madness…
biobots could be entertaining too, the patent says. People could race them around tracks, mazes, or obstacles. They might even compete in biobot war games, trying to track each other down and making a kill by secreting antibiotics.
“Entertaining?” It’s training in the gladiatorial arena, until they rise up, Spartacus like and destroy us all…
LINK (New Scientist)
In an opportunistic cash-frenzy not seen since the “Coffee May Be Hot/KFC made me a gutbucket” incidents, a US couple are suing McDonalds after nudey-pics of the lady in question turned up online…after the husband left a mobile phone containing said pics in..you guessed it..McDonalds. So now apparently if some moron leaves his shit in a public place, and someone takes it..then he can sue that place…(London Underground have refused to comment on the BlackBerry belonging to a male prostitute that I recently found on the Picadilly line). Expect to see “pick up your stuff dipshit” signs in restaurants soon.
There is a fundamental problem with 6is9’s first punky shout to the world. It’s clean. Not like It’s had a going over with jif, but the sound is sanitized and polished and every instrument can be heard well. In pretty much every genre of music, this would be a good thing, but not punk.
Punk is dirty. Punk is ugly. Punk should sound like a fight in a chip shop against tramps with guitars used as weapons.
6is9 don’t sound like the aforementioned chippie punch-up. Their songs are technically, very very good, Catchy, well put together slices of old school punk. And the lyrics are well above the average reading age for the usual 3 chord types. (Artschool Dropout reference Bukowski - good work) Their claimed frame of reference – The Stooges, certainly shines through – dirgy shoutalongs like I’m Not Stable reflect the legendary band, but still, the problem remains. This is sanitised punk.
I have the solution for 6is9. And take note aspiring punkers. When next you record do these things…
Drink heavily.
Fight. Each other preferably.
Make your singer smoke a huge cigar,
Hit your producer over the head with a crowbar.
Make sure everything is recorded and done in 12 hours.
I have every expectation that 6is9 will be a fantastic and raw beast when live. The songs are there. I just hope they record some energy along with he notes they play.
LINK (MySpace)
