Found You, Asshole: Car Bomb

A lot of bands come from the East Coast, but not all the bands from that area are actually good. Car Bomb is. In fact, Car Bomb is damn good. Using the theory that tempo changes, stop/go antics, and overall technical destruction is the best way to approach song writing, these fellas create some insanely chaotic sounding, yet obviously carefully crafted, tech-grind. Seriously, this shit is some of the heaviest and most techy music I have heard in a long time.

I think that's what makes it so fucking rad. This stuff is all over the place and definitely shows off their ability to play and write, yet it remains ridiculously brutal. All the time. It's not heavy and then all space-jazz-deconstructivist-interludy. It's fucking destructive constantly. It's mind-bending how powerful these guys sound. Unfortunately, they only have one guitarist, so the guitar work has to be overlaid on their recordings which might kind of kill the vibe in a live show, but whatever. I'm not talking about their live shows, so I guess it doesn't really matter at this point. On the record the guitars are awesome.

Everything about these guys is pretty gnar. The drum-work is great. The guitars are heavy and crazy. The vocals are good. The guy's pretty good with his range and utilizes a bunch of different squeals and yelps throughout the jams. That's pretty much all you need for a good band, as long as they can manage to come up with interesting songs, which Car Bomb totally does. Check them out as soon as you can. They have an LP out called Centralia and a split 7" with Burnt by the Sun, who are pretty fucking tight in their own right.

Here's the video for "M^6" which is a killer song off of Centralia:

Found You, Asshole: O' Captain! My Captain!

Ok, so maybe some of you are a tad disheartened after my last "Found You," where I ended up writing an article right afterwards saying that I was actually getting pissed off at the band I had just pseudo-recommended. Sorry about that. But while wecamewithbrokenteeth put out some dece music, the band itself was comprised of completely unpowerviolence members. Fuck that shit. Those peckerwoods were going to get a piece of my mind!

But I am back with a seriously killer band this time around. Enter O' Captain! My Captain!. These fuckers destroy. I stumbled across them on Last.fm. Have you jerks checked that out yet? Fuck! But seriously, these fellas barely have anything out, so it was a fantastic find. I think they have 2 EPs and that's it. But the few jams that are available are primo. Deliciously brutal deathcore is on the menu from these guys, and we love a bit of the d-core here at the Belly.

Hailing from Pennsylvania, aka the home of sin (I made that up), the boys just want to pummel the rest of the country. Maybe even the world! And they are doing a good job so far. In fact, the songs are chock-full of ripping guitar work, hella vocals, and snake-fighting drum work. With a combo like that, you just cannot go wrong.

So give these bastards a listen. I promise that you will not be let down. Let's just hope they get an album out soon, because I want more, more, more!

Listen to some choons here: Myspace

I can't find any videos from them. Sorry. Let us know if you come across one so we can put it up.

Found You, Asshole: The American Black Lung

Damn it, I am so happy to share this one with ya, kids... almost as happy as I am that I stumbled upon them a little while back. Actually, it was during a gnarconvo between the Hellion and I, when he expressed that he hasn't heard their jazz before, that i felt prompted to toss these fellas up here post haste.

So, where to begin? This ferocious Tucson act is still a little wet behind the ears, just being about four years old... but you seriously would not guess that by their sound, or even their style of sound for that matter. I say that cuz these cats are blending together stuff thats long been buried and that needs to make a damn comeback to the forefront of aggressive music. I'm talkin' energy and heart like the MC5, raw power like the Stooges (pun intended), groove injectors of soul and the blues, unfiltered rock purity of the early Who, unbridled aggression like Black Flag, and just that altogether we-don't-give-a-fuck-and-we're-gonna-plug-in-and-tear-this-place-down like so many early garage-rock bands... it just oozes with sex and radness... the perfect mixed gnardrink.



You know what, fuck all my (probably) pretentious comparisons and Six-Degrees-of-Kevin-Baconing of their style and sound... That stuff doesn't matter one bit, just pick up the record (I'd pick up the latest, "Sudden Departure of Vultures" which rips like there's no tomorrow) and you'll see for yourself... their shit is dangerous... and that's all there is to it. It doesn't matter how loud you're screaming or how chaotic the music might be, cuz even in aggressive music today, at times, things seem pretty safe by rock n' roll standards. But this band just comes in like a breath of fresh air. You can almost smell the shitty tour van, the broken bottle bar fights in Kansas, the switchblades in the boots, the sweat on jean jackets and beards in the crowd, the VD on the sleazy broad in the black leather skirt with the tar-stained fingertips by the Ms. PacMan machine, and especially the faint stench of fucking awesomeness that you just can't wash off. So do what you do, listen or not... but if you're looking for a group that delivers like a punch to the neck of the music industry, you needn't look any farther... Death to all false ragers.

The American Black Lung - "Doc Bollywood"

I Recant: wecamewithbrokenteeth Article

You know what? All of you are about to get to see why Belly Full of Hell is so great. We're honest. I just wrote a "Found You, Asshole" for wecamewithbrokenteeth and pseudo-recommended them. I recant. They really aren't that great. I'm leaving up the article because I did technically find them in the manner that we set up for that section, but I don't think they are so hot. You can all decide for yourselves. The more I look at their Myspace, the more these little bastards irritate me. They are all teenagers or some shit, yet they seem to think they know everything about the world of music and all its categorization. If I see one more thing on their site that says "we aren't (enter type of music), get educated," I'm going to flip out. Get educated? How about, get a life, losers? Just because you're jealous that you're still being taught at the district high school level, doesn't mean you need to act like the bee's knees. If you have to keep telling people what type of music you are or aren't, there's a problem. Get over it and go finish your algebra homework. Plus, the pics are trying to make them look all hella, but hella they are not. You want to be classified in the right genre? How about get-over-yourself-core. Does that suit you?

Maybe I should just pull the article. You can tell while reading it that I lost interest halfway through. Meh, then I would have to pull this, and I kind of like this.

Found You, Asshole: wecamewithbrokenteeth

It's time for another edition of "Found You, Asshole," so get ready to jive out. This time around we found wecamewithbrokenteeth. To be completely honest, I don't know if they want this shit all spelled out as one word or if they want it separated. I've seen it as both. I'm leaving it like this. If you have a problem with it, too fucking bad. Or if you're in the band and want to fill me in, then do it. Otherwise it stays as is.

WCWBT is all cybergrind about it. It sounds completely electronic, but their Myspace says they have guitars. In fact, it says they have two guitarists. Whatever. You can listen for yourself. It'll be like a game. No prize, you greedy fascist. Just a game for fun. The drums are all definitely programmed though. At any rate, WCWBT offer up some interesting jams, no matter what the hell they decided to use for production. Although I just said they are cybergrind (which they are, even if their Myspace is trying to act like they are some sort of new bad-ass type of death metal, which they aren't), there are some death influences. This isn't the type of cybergrind one might associate with Agoraphobic Nosebleed, who just plain fucking tear shit up, but it's still pretty good. It's a lot more sludgy, but intensely heavy. The vocals are decent, but they won't rip your face off like some other growls. There are also a bunch of little sections that stray away from the brutality and focus on some lighter interlude kind of stuff. It's alright.

WCWBT will not blow you away. This isn't necessarily a "Found You, Asshole" with the next greatest band. I just wanted to point them out as pretty interesting. I like them, but I don't love them. Try them out for yourself. If you like them, good. If you don't, fine. That's cool by me. I'm not here to think for you... or am I?

There aren't any videos that I could find for this band, but I did come across this while searching. I think you'll enjoy it just as much, if not more.



If you want to hear them, go here: WCWBT Myspace

Found You, Asshole: Genghis Tron

I found this three-piece on last.fm early today, and thought I would try and get the word out on them. They probably don't really need it, since they are signed to Relapse Records and probably have a pretty big following already, but I found them on the internet box, and that's what this section is all about. So anyway, even though they look like total nerds, GT brings an interesting mix of grind and electronics to the table, and this isn't really done in a normal cybergrind kind of way. It's set up more or less with the usual grindcore insanity and almost IDM-like breaks and interludes, although I do believe all drums are programmed. Pretty gnarly, if you ask me. They are also currently on a tour with The Red Chord, Through the Eyes of the Dead, and All Shall Perish. That's saying something, since all those bands will slay any listener. That's right, I said "slay." At any rate, try giving them a listen, but be warned: you might have a chubby all day afterward.

Official Site
Myspace

The standard issue live video of them performing "Laser Bitch":

Found You, Asshole: Bomb the Music Industry!

I don't even know how I stumbled across this "band"... but damn it, I'm sure as hell glad I did. The word band is in quotes because BtMI! are really a musical collective at best. Shockingly, some of the "band-sounding" tracks on their three full-lengths were done alone by the lead songwriter, Jeff Rosenstock (who you might have heard of from The Arrogant Sons of Bitches). From reading up more on this 'group', I have learned they literally piss the DIY punk ethic from every orifice... which, quite frankly, is a refreshing change. What I'm refering to is the distributing of their three albums for free download on their site and their label's site (Quote Unquote Records). Not only this giant middle finger to the music industry, but they also bring paint and stencils to their shows so fans can make their own shirts afterwards, and offer a chance for fans to hop on stage with the guys if they learn a song and bring their own instument... fuckin a.

So I wanted to throw these guys onto the list to try and place even a shread of the powerviolence spotlight on these cats. They're dropping a new album on July 31st on Asian Man Records (remember those assholes??) and are going on a three week June mini-tour in the Midwest and North East... so hop on that shit when it blows through your bigtop.

Bomb the Music Industry! website
Bomb the Music Industry! myspace
Quote Unquote Records website

Bomb the Music Industry! - "Blow Your Brains Out on Live TV!" (live)

Found You, Asshole: Preschool Tea Party Massacre

And here is another new column for you avid Powerviolence readers... In "Found You, Asshole", we'll introduce you to random bands to check out, that we found while searching the interweb. Pretty much just shining a spotlight on underground or unsigned acts...

SO. Our first installment highlights a group that caught my eye on myspace while i was bored at work looking for new grindcore acts.... Thus, I found Preschool Tea Party Massacre. Check them out here. I don't know much on these guys, other than what is spelled out for me from their page (and some porno-myspace profile of theirs). What lured me in went well beyond the intriguing four tracks they had available to preview. More so, it was the sheer volume of content that their page was spewing forth.... for an unsigned band, i was surprised at the banner ads, contact tables, what looks like four EP's (available for free download), two LP's (for download through paypal), desktop wallpapers, and buddy icons... these guys are truly grabbing the grindcore marketing bull by the scrote.



And this all seems to be working for them quite well, judging by the presence of their rabid fanbase... There are the typical adornments that you might expect from an act like this, stage names for the band members, tongue in cheek humor when at all possible, etc... But I think the most noteworthy part of this band's agenda is the fact that no band photos exist at all... trust me, I searched... but instead, we are barraged with photos of young girls, scantily clad, with "PTPM" scrawled somewhere on their exposed flesh (see below) ... The band even calls out on their site for more to be sent to them, and i doubt the call will go unheard. So, long story short, marketing skills obviously win in this case...

Oh, and they also love Danny Glover... but then again, who wouldn't.