On their Bandcamp page, Class of 86 describe themselves as a melodic punk band. Maybe when you scratch the surface but when you dig deeper, you also expose the bones of hardcore and metal. Continue reading
By Becca Martin
Bechard’s “Every Everything…” continues his documentaries of MN musicians. This one featured the subject almost exclusively including band footage, which is a departure from the other docs. At face value people may view this film finding a gentler, kinder version of the Grant Hart than the one we knew after Husker Du disintegrated. However, it delves deeper than that. Grant the artist is revealed; his opinions of art were quite interesting as were his influences such as William S. Burroughs and Patti Smith amongst others. Time has seemed to heal a lot of the dramatic Husker Du wounds. Grant opens up quite wide revealing fatherhood, and the loss of his mother and home. Bechard has succeeded in a place he hadn’t before, really helping the audience to understand the artist. After all isn’t that what all artists want-understanding?
This Film is showing Wednesday, November 13th at Landmark Center. As part of the Sound Unseen Film Festival
Review by Christine Mlodzik
Deleter recently released their new EP, “56789,” and it’s very solid. Deleter did a great job of combining an older punk sound with their own sound to create something original. Each of the songs is equally pissed off, yet so damn catchy you won’t be able to get them out of your head. The band describes their sound as: “Skewed but catchy. Straight forward yet obtuse. Angry but thoughtful. Sleeker, simpler and meaner.”
Deleter is Knol Tate (vocals, guitars and keyboards), Travis Collins (bass guitar and vocals), Zach Roth (guitar and atmospherics) and Joshua McKay (drums and percussion).
You’re introduced to Deleter by the first track, “Change Your Fucking Name.” The intro sounds like feedback, but lets you know what you’re in for – it’s raw, intense and loaded with an I-don’t-give-a-fuck-attitude. I couldn’t wait to hear the rest and I wasn’t disappointed. The second track, “Kings and Queens of Sympathy” delivers more of the same.
The vocals on the next two tracks, “Question Our” and “Control_Chaos,” take a more menacing, almost sinister tone. They reminded me of Andrew Eldritch from The Sisters of Mercy. On “Art Fucks Need Fucking” (my favorite title) and “You Are Welcome” the vocals sound like Richard Butler from the Psychedelic Furs’ self-titled debut.
“56789” closes with a bonus track: A cover of Black Flag’s “Greg Ginn Lawsuit Pending.”
Usually, the first song or two sets the tone for the rest of an album or EP, but in this case, that doesn’t really happen. Each track is original to the others, but it’s solid and cohesive. And a rarity: I don’t have just one favorite song from “56789,” I liked each one.
Recommendation: Buy Deleter’s “56789.” This EP kicks ass.
By: Nick Habisch
The majority of Punk music tends to revel in the idea of “raw” sound. Whether this be in a sloppy style of play, gritty recording, or just a dirty aesthetic, this seems to be a backdrop of punk music, and with Bats!Bats!Bats!Bats!Bats!, Apocalypse Meow embraces this idea fully. Continue reading
By Tommy Rehbein
Nato Coles has made himself a bit of a household name in the Minneapolis punk community with his heavy playing schedule and energetic live shows. He’s been in a number of well-respected punk groups over the years and now leading his own Blue Diamond Band, Mr. Coles has taken on the mantle of a rock ‘n’ roll revisionist. Continue reading
Review by Tim Kraus
Kitten Forever are an all-female punk rock band whose minimalist style and DIY aesthetic advertise a certain brutal confidence and confrontationism that is represented on Pressure, their second and latest release on Minnesota’s own Guilt-Ridden Pop independent record label. Continue reading
Review by Christine Mlodzik
The GooDBarS’ new self-titled album is an aural punk/rock assault loaded with cocky swagger. The band sings about cars, motorcycles, and sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll; many of the songs are laced with profanity and are NSFW – song titles such as “Hello Fuckers” and “Camarojuana” should tell you that. Continue reading