Well, ladies and gents, our 2010 blogathon in support of One Love for Chi has come to an end. This means I can thankfully, mercifully, joyously go to sleep. But first, a few things to wrap-up.
If you recognize who Raffi is, but think that I must surely be talking about a different Raffi, well, you’re wrong. And don’t call me Shirley (nyuk nyuk nyuk). I am indeed talking about the children’s entertainer Raffi, best known for one particular song (at least, best known by me).
It’s almost 5:00am now, and I started running out of different ways to start talking about bands hours ago. With this in mind, I decided to just skip the yakety-yak crap and get straight to the point: Voodoo Glow Skulls. Bam.
Did I mention I like ska-core? I’m especially a huge fan of 90s-era ska-core and third-wave ska. I remember listening to The Suicide Machines debut album, Destruction by Definition, when it came out in 1996. It was quite an experience.
Punk rock is not a financially lucrative genre, compared to more mainstream genres like pop, rock, rap, etc. This makes it hard to have a true “supergroup” collaboration, such as Them Crooked Vultures (Dave Grohl from Foo Fighters, John Paul Jones from Led Zeppelin, and Josh Homme from Queens of the Stone Age), or Velvet Revolver (Scott Weiland from STP and the rest of the guys from t...[Read More]
I don’t remember if it was my friend Casey or my friend Dustin who first recommended the band Ignite to me, but when they said it was melodic hardcore with almost operatic vocals, I knew I had to give it a shot. I’m glad I did.
Started in 1979, but finding their signature sound in 1980, the Descendents became a staple of the southern California hardcore punk rock scene, mixing humor in to their fast paced style of musical ass-kicking. By which I mean to say they rocked.
I love old British punk rock. From Angelic Upstarts to the U.K. Subs, British punk, especially Oi! Punk and British hardcore punk, has a very unique and engaging sound. Of the punk bands that the UK produced in the 80s, one of my absolute favorites (along with Cock Sparrer) is easily Subhumans.
Bad Religion is one of my favorite bands. I remember seeing them live years ago in large club venue. While the local opener was on stage, I was sitting at the back of the club, relaxing and waiting for the main acts to appear. A man came and sat at my table to watch the opener, and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed it was Greg Hetson. That was a good day.
The Bouncing Souls are, perhaps, one of the most aptly named bands that I’ve done a Recommended Listening for all day. When I listen to The Bouncing Souls, I get this exuberant feeling. I just want to move, and smile, and laugh. It’s pretty awesome.
After the demise of Refused, Dennis Lyxzén created the politically-charged garage-punk band The (International) Noise Conspiracy. Personally, I have them on my iPhone as “dance punk” because of the groove of their older albums, but that’s just personal taste I suppose.
Hear me now, believe me later: The fucking Swedes know how to fucking rock. I know, the first thing a person thinks of when they think “Sweden” isn’t necessarily unbelievable hardcore music, but maybe something more along the lines of epic boobs. Well, Refused is the former, and in Sweden, I’m sure they got lots of the latter.