This is music direct to your ears. A light shone on uncovered gems. Here’s the very best of 2021.
punk
It’s a playlist for pummel and pleasure. An hour of new music hand crafted and sculpted like a C86 mixtape for lovers…
“With gluttonous, gratuitous, cooler than thou sleaze, these lost tapes and live shows show the best of them…”
“Whatever your take on disco punk Dada, maybe make sure you’re ready to change it. Trade your Hot Chips for cash, collect all Chk Chk Chks, and tune into Sex Pizzul weirdness…”
“This track is a blast up of guttural sludge, rib-splitting hollers, and crueller-than-thou crunched up gut driven licks. It’s a filth guided grind of destruction…”
This is spleen venting filth with a mean garage grind that ties punk up in white-knuckle knots…
“There’s a flicker and twitching of intricate rhythms, there’s a soul to the guts of the song. In a head-spin of hazy, half-lazy quick sounds that weave punk, Afro-garage and grime…”
“These are gluttonous fuck-hungry scum covered tracks that live muscle-bound, wire-tight and lean…”
“This is energy honed, owned and punked. This is New York junk trashed for the masses. It belongs in a sweatbox on hot summer eve in a downtown back avenue slam…”
Here be B-movie tones, old school punk n’roll, New York mess, indie gems and a sack full of trouble-sludge sounds.
Rats on the Run 