Heavy Rotation: Fellas of the Belly (Feb. 22)

Many apologies from the crew of this mastship known as the Belly! I know this week was kind of sparse on the juiciness you have come to know and love from us, and again, we are sorry. I for one had my place turned into a revolving door hotel for vagrants, transients, and NYC wayfarers, keeping me from expelling the awesomeness on the pages of the Belly. Expect us to be back in full metal jackets momentarily.

But even though we can sometimes get sidetracked and pulled away from the greater good, the Rotation must keep on rotating! So here it is, chokerazors:

Spleen Latifa:
01. Minutemen - Post-Mersh Vol. 3
02. Heads Will Roll - Heads Will Roll EP
03. Kid Dynamite - Cheap Shots, Youth Anthems
04. Superjoint Ritual - A Lethal Dose of American Hatred
05. Botch - Unifying Themes Redux
06. Alkaline Trio - Remains (don't ask)
07. The Nation of Ulysses - Plays Pretty for Baby
08. Caustic Christ - Can't Relate
09. The Detachment Kit - They Raging. Quiet Army
10. GG Allin & Antiseen - Murder Junkies

Rabble Arouser:
01. Against All Authority - 24 Hour Roadside Resistance
02. The Vibrators - Pure Mania
03. The Vandals - Do as the Vandals Do
04. Siouxsie and the Banshees - Twice Upon a Time
05. The Dropkick Murphys - Do or Die
06. Leftover Crack - Mediocre Generica
07. Bad Religion - Recipe for Hate
08. Social Distortion - Social Distortion
09. The Casualties - Die Hards
10. NIN - Pretty Hate Machine

The Hellion:
01. Cephalic Carnage - Xenosapien
02. Sweet Cobra - Forever
03. Themselves - The No Music.
04. Dying Fetus - War of Attrition
05. Architect - All Is Not Lost
06. Anal Vomit - Deprivation
07. Racebannon - In the Grips of the Light
08. Mikkel Metal - Victimizer
09. Suicide Silence - The Cleansing
10. Hot Cross - Fair Trades and Farewells

Heavy Rotation: Fellas of the Belly (Jan. 4)

Open the floodgates, fuckrazors! Your favorite fellas of the Belly are back from the never-ending holidaze and we've got some catching up to do... This marks the entrance to the what will be a forgettable 2008 jazzed up with our own brand of vernacularly destructive and sexy hate (...with lots of rhyming apparently). So let's kick this thing off with a shotgun buckshot of the one column that keeps a dirty hangnail under the pulse line of what wax you should be currently spinning with your damn self... the Heavy Rotation.

Spleen Latifa:
01. Kid Dynamite - Kid Dynamite
02. Deadguy - Fixation on a Coworker
03. Glass Casket - We Are Gathered Here Today...
04. F-Minus - Suburban Blight
05. Sex Positions - Sex Positions
06. Bane - Holding This Moment
07. Gaza - I Dont Care Where I Go When I Die
08. The Riot Before - So Long, the Lighthouse
09. Gang Green - Another Wasted Night
10. On Broken Wings - Some Of Us May Never See The World

The Hellion:
01. Terminally, Your Aborted Ghost - Inanimately Soundless
02. Whiskey Sunday - Maldecido
03. On Fire - This Time It is Forever
04. Send More Paramedics - The Hallowed and the Heathen
05. David Bowie - Hunky Dory
06. Planes Mistaken for Stars - Up In Them Guts
07. Hot Water Music - Caution
08. The Red Chord - Prey for Eyes
09. Destroyer Destroyer - Littered with Arrows
10. Godspeed You! Black Emperor - Slow Riot for New Zero Kanada

Bonesaw:
01. The Absence - Riders of the Plague
02. High on Fire - Death is This Communion
03. Big Business - Here Come The Waterworks
04. Between the Buried and Me - Colors
05. The Dillinger Escape Plan - Ire Works
06. Dimmu Borgir - In Sorte Diaboli
07. The Black Dahlia Murder - Nocturnal
08. Darkest Hour - Deliver Us
09. Pig Destroyer - Phantom Limb
10. Clutch - From Beale Street to Oblivion

Rabble Arouser:
01. Lifter Puller - Fiestas and Fiascos
02. The Queers - Grow Up
03. Man Man - Six Demon Bag
04. The Clash - Cut the Crap
05. Fugazi - 13 Songs
06. NOFX - They've Actually Gotten Worse Live
07. The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman and Money-Go-Round
08. Patti Smith - Horses
09. Built to Spill - Live
10. Radiohead - In Rainbows

Heavy Rotation: Fellas of the Belly (Dec. 14)

What? A Heavy Rotation actually posted on a Friday? I know it's crazy, but it's true. Let's do it to it.

The Hellion:
01. Architect - All is Not Lost
02. Boom Bip - Blue Eyed in the Red Room
03. The American Black Lung - Sudden Departure of Vultures
04. Old Man Gloom - Seminar II
05. Majority Rule - Emergency Numbers
06. Light the Fuse and Run - All Your Base are Belong to Us
07. Hella - There's No 666 in Outer Space
08. Mara'akate - Mara'akate
09. Textbook Traitors - You Pull the Strings that Make Us Dance
10. The Good Life - Black Out

Spleen Latifa:
01. Hour of the Wolf - Waste Makes Waste
02. Behold...The Arctopus - Nano-Nucleonic Cyborg Summoning
03. Bane - Give Blood
04. Job for a Cowboy - Doom
05. Bear Vs. Shark - Terrorhawk
06. Wire - Pink Flag
07. Scarlet - Cult Classic
08. Blues - Snakepit
09. Venom - Black Metal
10. This Bike is a Pipe Bomb - Front Seat Solidarity

Rabble Arouser:
01. The Vandals - Do as the Vandals Do
02. Crass – The Feeding of the 5000
03. The Replacements - Pleased to Meet Me
04. The .357 String Band - Ghost Town
05. Sonic Youth - (just in general)
06. The Dead Milkmen - Death Rides a Pale Cow
07. NOFX - Punk in Drublic
08. Mr. Bungle - Disco Volante
09. Ween - Craters of the Sac
10. Propagandhi - How to Clean Everything

(Un)featured Live Show: The Misfits 30th Anniverscary Tour

The following was written today by our newest powerviolence guest contributor, Rabble Arouser (răb'əl-erou'za)... And by the looks of things, the broad's got a mouth on her, take a gander and see:

The first time I heard the Misfits I was ten years old. I was babysitting for a couple of drunks when I found the “Beware” LP and put it on. The one song that really stood out to me was “Last Caress.” That was the most vile and offensive shit I had ever heard at that point in my life and I LOVED every goddamned second of it. What I was hearing were Danzig’s melodic vocals reaching to the heavens to say fuck you to Jesus. It was the first song to tap that evil spot inside me. It was a magical experience that any young gal would be lucky to have. Rape? Killing babies? Priceless. I continued for years remembering that tune and singing it aloud in public places every chance I got because, well yeah, I’m just like that, until a friend revealed to me that the song I was singing was actually by the Misfits and that’s when the love affair began.

That was until last Saturday. I surveyed the crowd, eyes selectively glazing over the “Punk’s Not Dead” t-shirts purchased at the Hot Topic and the faux hawks mass produced at Great Clips and I began to wonder; what does being a punk even mean anymore? Well, if you're talking about the crowd at the recent Misfits show than your answer is being twelve, having a big allowance and spending it all on a black tee shirt with the logo of a band that sold out a long time ago.

So up come the SHITfits, oops I meant to say MISfits (…no, I didn’t). Now if the image that enters your mind is of an old man’s knees quivering while his violently exploding diarrhea blasts out of his asshole-- that was intentional. The curtains (yes curtains! You can get gigs at fancy venues when you sell out) were drawn to reveal a set filled with the predicted ghosts and ghouls you would expect from the band and no, I don’t mean the shadowy figures of a punk tradition long since laid to rest. I’m talking like your run of the mill Halloween aisle at Walgreen’s Pharmacy. Sad, yet exactly what I would expect to see at their “Anniverscary” tour. I spent the first half of their set trying my best not to get pissed about the fact that pussy boy Jerry Only has been ruining their name since he took over and made everything about the Misfits Disney-pop-fantastic. Which translates to me having to associate with children, on a night which should have been filled with loads of unholy fun.

They blazed through their set like a bad cover band with Only’s shitty vocals scraping the feeling out of all the original songs. The best part of the show, and please note my sarcasm, was between songs when Only decided to give the crowd his idea of a motivational speech. It was hilarious! Like when he was thanking his family and fans for their support by saying “Sometimes you just gotta get behind someone and push.” That made me smile because I was envisioning pushing his crusty ass off the stage. He kept up with these pathetic inspirational speeches throughout the night, telling us how much he loves his kids and shit, which don’t get me wrong I think is great for a Hallmark card. I found it particularly ironic when they played “Attitude” since clearly, Only’s Misfits have about as much attitude as my grandmother, after her stroke. Jerry Only is a pussy riding on his retarded signature “devilock,” which looks like the “Flock of Seagulls” bitch ran outta fucking hairspray and Danzig’s success.



I could probably have gotten over a fair amount of the cheese, (living in Wisconsin has given me a better tolerance for such things) but when Only changed the words to purify my favorite childhood tune the shit hit the fan. “I KISSED your baby today????” I shit you not, that’s what he said. Ok, so now he’s a politician? A baby kisser? I wanted to puke. So I waited, hoping I misheard him, but no, I was correct. Not only does Jerry Only “kiss your baby” in the newly revised Last Caress but he “tapped your mother.” Uh, excuse me ma’am, but may I please sneak a peak between your legs? I sincerely doubt that this guy has balls at all. I know Jerry, I know, you don’t want to offend your audience of middle schoolers, but please don’t cheapen the experience for the true fans.

Sorry to disappoint fiends, but you should just put your money and your horror punk-induced erections back into you pants. Unless of course you're a pedophile whose idea of a good time is to party with a bunch of twelve years olds, save yourself the trip.

Best quote of the night:
“yeah man, the Misfits fucking rocked....30 years ago!”