Recent interview to C.Cart from punk legends TOXIN III !!!
GEPOPEL “No one can stop advance” 7” B.F.E-01 From early to mid eighties Gepopel were doing noise for you amigo,,,much noise and very well done!.Now Noise and distortion records has release all their stuff so check it out. Anyway they have not include the first demo "No one can stop advance" that I consider also very great. In a different way the songs of the first demo were less fast hardcore and more lo-fi punk, similir to Urinals, some Chain gang.. Killed By Death , Messthetics compilations stuff ... "The day after" is a great lofi new wave punk song , and others like "Nato" or "Eenheidswors" could easily be done by the Pagans, but recording with 4-track of course! .... This is pure classic! conga conga!!
BURKA FOR EVERYBODY # 1 – Toy Love, United Mutation, Gepopel, Big Boys, Toxin III, Michael Yonkers…+ cd-r …. 4 euros.
TOTALLY DIG YER SOUND!!! ThankS for the Friendship! HOPE YOU ENJOY "DOGGY STYLE"!! The Dogs from Lansing/Detroit Rock City celebrate their 40th anniversary w/t 2 Disks, 25 tribute bands, 3 unreleased historic tracks from The Dogs from 1971 & 1976, 28 page booklet, liner notes by John Sinclair (MC5) and cover artwork by Rockin' Jellybean!!
What's up Heroes & Villains? Your sweet voice is like the application of aloe vera upon a sunburnt back. In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch. I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. I love your eyes, I know they can stare through my thoughts. The music that flows from your instruments overwhelms me with creativity. So charmingly silky, your skin is like a teardrop on a popsickle. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation? The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. Your reflections bring happiness that rends naked glass. Your layers of absinthe and torsion form concretions of hyper-alimentation.
