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Heavy Tiger Shimmer with “Glitter”

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Glitter

Heavy Tiger

Wild Kingdom Records, 2017

An all female act with a penchant for 70’s glam rock sound and look would be easy to dismiss as fan girls diving head Heavy Tiger - Glitter - Artworkfirst into a reworking of The Runaway’s, so let’s skip that.

Heavy Tiger are from Stockholm, Sweden, and play gritty rock prettied up with sweet harmonies. And Heavy Tiger are really easy to like.

“I Go for the Cheap Ones” is a bad luck admission right off the bat, with great soaring vocals that make all the difference in the world. “Feline Feeling” has the strength to be a single. Catchy with great lead, the band drives the song with a sense of abandon. “No Tears in Tokyo” is a solid blast of silly lyrics that flat out rocks.

“Devil May Care” closes the disc and sums up the band well. Optimistic, energized and clearly enjoying themselves, this is Heavy Tiger’s reality. Unconcerned with big statements or changing the world, the songs are reliably unpretentious. They sandwich pop with dirty guitars and spirited leads.

The best songs we’ve heard other versions of before, but they bear revisiting, reinterpreting, and did I say repeating?

Well I should of. A fun disc start to finish.

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Dead Serios & Geezër Rally for a Good Cause

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Dead Serios

w/Special Guest Geezër

Sunday April 2, Siggy’s, Palm Bay, FL

Dead Serios, who are retired, dusted off all things Dead (seriosly) to help out an old friend going through a tough time. Space Coast guitarist and fixture of the it’s music scene, Eric Hotton is the worthy beneficiary and personality ded serios (157) vg

 

required to prod DS back for one more show.

Geezër came up from Miami to lend a helping hand. With a short but memorable set the 5 piece seemed a little confused as to what season it was, opened and closed with high octane Christmas carols. At least they played them like they meant it. Harvey Geezer certainly didn’t behave like too many octogenarians. Dancing, grinding and living like a man with numbered days, he didn’t hold back.

Dead Serios delivered a scalding set of their most memorable songs from their storied catalog. Joined onstage by the usual DS hanger’s on, which included, Oprah Winfrey, The Psycho-dyke, and Manager Sheckey Finklestein. They performed for an appreciative crowd who came out on a Sunday night for a good cause.

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Instant Smile Releases Debut Single

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Eight Year Itch/Night Shift

Instant Smile

Independent Release, 2017

instant smile 00Instant Smile are some old friends with a new name. The Gregg Phoenix Experience re-branded itself and to celebrate, Erin Berry and Gregg Phoenix released this digital single. The duo from Philly feel slightly smarter, and musically more self aware than most guitar/drum duos.

“Night Shift” creeps to life like that second cup o’java hittin’ you all at once. And just because you’re awake, doesn’t mean you’re ready to make sense of the world just yet.

“Eight Year Itch” is covered in paisley and swirls with a sense of purpose. It also has some nice changes throughout, and the main riff breathes easily.

This is a nice take on the garage rock medium. Forgoing an over adrenalized attack for a loose, rollicking 1966 feel.

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Rugby Road Return With a Great EP

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Rugby Road

WYD? Records, 2017

Rugby Road are a Philly trio that have been at it a really long time, and play as though they are in each others Rugby Roadpockets. Because after more than 20 years, they probably are. This, their third release, is a four song EP and introduces to a band with surprising range and dynamics.

They kick off with a warm mid-tempo rocker, “Give it Away,” that sounds like a just discovered gem from the mid 90’s golden age of the newly minted alternative label, when those songs were fresh and exciting. The keyboard break in the middle section swells and expands before returning to the song. The lead guitar work on the way out is nimble and teems with energy. Followed directly by “Back to You.” I hear shades of Steely Dan showing their love of Motown with some great back and forth with a golden voiced back singer.

“Nobody (Needs To Know)” has another fiery six string work out that bears shades of Trevor Rabin in the best possible way. Tense and unhurried, the song feels cinematic at moments, the soundtrack for a strained showdown between the protagonists who’ve been at each others throats and are finally gonna settle this thing once and for all.

A fun collection and interesting introduction to a band with a considerable legacy.

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Sarah Shook And the Disarmers Own the Night

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Sarah Shook and the Disarmers

w/ Rickey Dickens, and Maple Sparrow

Wednesday, May 10, 2017, Will’s Pub, Orlando, FL

Last night, Sarah Shook and the Disarmers played to a small, but enthusiastic crowd of curiosity seekers turned true Sarah Shook & the Disarmers (423) vgbelievers. And all are ready to testify to the power of what they saw.

Most everyone there had heard at least a few tracks, and maybe read a few glowing reviews and wanted to see if Shook and band could be as great everyone is intoning. She was brilliant and more.

For one thing she starts with some achingly honest material and works upward from there. Take heed. When everything else fails, start with some good songs and genuine reflections on regret, loss and heartache. Secondly, her backing band, The Disarmers, served the songs properly. Phil Sullivan on Pedal Steel, traded leads back and forth with lead guitarist Eric Peterson, adding the right amount of color to the songs.

“Fuck Up” is memorable and and possibly the most unflinching musical indictment of God and man since Frank Zappa’s “Dumb All Over.” Offering the following wry observation, “God never makes mistakes, he just makes fuck ups.”

Sarah Shook & the Disarmers (417) vg“Heal Me” is an unrepentant look at liquid comfort. “There’s a hole in my heart ain’t nothing here can fill/But I just keep thinking surely the whiskey will.”

None of these songs sound like they belong anywhere near a top 40 country station, thankfully. But they do remind me of lonely truck stops ringed by pine trees, where the smell of diesel exhaust mixes with bacon grease and eggs cooking at 3:00 am. The travelers are hopeful about their journey’s. Those working resigned to enduring another shift. And all mixed together, a patchwork of American life trying to get through one more day.

Leesburg act Maple Sparrow opened the show with a sweet blend of country blues. Fronted by Amy Robbins, the songs show promise. Orlando’s own Rickey Dickens took the stage as a duo and left as trio, which indicates growth on some level. He and a fiddle player fleshed out country folk numbers that sounded achingly real. Love and loss were worked out cathartically, a troubled soul having a breakthrough moment of clarity.

This might sound selfish, but I’m glad I was here among the few. I’d love to see her playing packed rooms, and believe it’s coming soon. The time will come when I’ll be able to rightly claim, I saw Sarah Shook in a half empty room, before everyone got hip to her, and she was perfect.

www.disarmers.com

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Body Talk with The Baby Seals

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The Baby Seals

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Trapped Animal, 2017

Just when I’m ready to dismiss punk as truly dead, there arrives another pleasant surprise.

To be fair, I don’t get how a bunch of pouty boys bemoaning their boo-hoo-hoo misery from their blackest notebook of personal poetry even qualifies as punk, but this is off topic.

The Baby Seals, from Cambridge, England, have the confidence to make fun of themselves now that making fun of ANYONE else is a serious no no. But the three young women here have turned ordinary annoyances into art. They sidestep anger, going straight to being funny and irreverent.

This is their debut EP and personally, I think the opening track, “My Labia’s Lopsided, But I Don’t Mind,” should be played before all sporting events. At least until someone notices. Seriously, the song is insanely catchy and brings up a medical condition I was previously unaware of.

“Nipple Hair” invokes Lady Godiva and how the body in it’s natural state can be bit much for those used to seeing it in her sanitized forms. “Yawn Porn” handles the tediously obvious repetitive nature of porn, amateur or otherwise. “Period Piece” is clever as well.

The Baby Seals are clever enough to realize they can address greater truths by being funny. They own their identity and don’t care what you think.

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Frank Migliorelli & The Dirt Nappers Restless Soul

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Bass, Drums, Guitars, and Organs

Frank Migliorelli & The Dirt Nappers

Independent Release, 2017

From NYC comes Frank Migliorelli& The Dirt Nappers, a band focused on the sort of Americana that blends a healthy amount of folk, pop, and acoustic country, into comfortable, well worn songs that feel immediately familiar. frank M CVRThe songs here fall somewhere between Tom Petty jangly numbers and the acoustic ventures of Bruce Springsteen. The band thankfully avoids all of the worst cliches currently running afoul of most of the contemporary Americana bands.

Frank Migliorelli’s vocal delivery on “Handful of Rain” is as soft as the cotton on your favorite flannel shirt. “I’ve Been on My Knees” sounds like it could have come from The Beatles catalog with an instantly memorable chorus. “Wound up Woman” boogies with some flashes of brilliant stride piano.

“Former Femme Fatales and Romeos” is a bittersweet lament as middle age sweeps away even the most die hard hedonists.

It’s most unexpected that such heartfelt, rusticated pop should be coming out of New York City. But this music speaks for itself. The strongest tracks are well crafted and achingly catchy. And the fact you may have to take the A train to see them play live, makes them that much more intriguing.

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Swervedriver’s Controlled Chaos

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Swervedriver

The Social, Orlando, FL

Saturday, September 16, 2017

From Oxford, UK, comes Swervedriver supporting their re-released CD’s, Raise and Mezcal Head by performing SWERVDRVR VG (9)them in their entirety. Splitting the show into two sets, the band sussed through the material with considerable muscle and zeal.

The first set was dedicated to Raise, and glorious heaps of distortion seeped forth. “Son of Mustang Ford” with it’s purposeful attack and driven beat was a set highlight. The music often sounded so big as to create it’s own unique sense of space.

The Mezcal Head set proved to be just as formidable. “Duel” and “Girl on a Motorbike” stood out in a solid show. There was a pervasive sense of controlled chaos from start to finish. One of the most remarkable feats Swervedriver manages to pull off is pummeling through swelling washes of intense audio overload and drop into a quiet stillness on the turn of a dime. In these moments, one becomes aware of how in control the band is as they hold back, allowing the songs to breathe. Stark lighting afforded a dramatic effect placing the emphasis squarely where it should be; on the music.

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Slapshot – Olde Time Hardcore – Part I

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Slapshot

w/ Dark Blue, Never Sober, and Sacred Owls

Saturday, October 14

Control Tattoo/Cosmic Vinyl, Titusville, FL

SLAPSHOT (333) VGSlapshot are hardcore legends. And tonight, in Titusville for Control Tattoo’s 5 year anniversary blowout, they did not disappoint. Taking the stage inside of Cosmic Vinyl, the band delivered an uncompromising hour of insistent, hard-nosed punk.

The Boston quartet blasted through “Hang Up Your Boots,” “Watch Me Bleed,” and topped off with a solid reading of “Step On It.” With over three decades of shows under their belts, the band shows no signs of mellowing or slowing down, which they proved by packing up, driving 40 minutes south and performing a second set with NYHC stalwarts, Agnostic Front. (More on this later.)Dark Blue (44) VG

From Philadelphia came Dark Blue, a post punk, post alt band with a murky vision of the world. Hauntingly bleak and cacophonous by turns, Dark Blue performed a memorable set of ragged pop tinged music. The band’s world view seems to be one of “A glass half full of some murky crud I don’t like.” All delivered in a compelling fashion, begging to be heard.

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WORLD PEACE CAN’T BE DONE IN THE AGE OF QUARREL

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WORLD PEACE CAN’T BE DONE IN THE AGE OF QUARREL

by Steven Blush

Rock history is rife with brutal personal rifts. Such hatred and subterfuge has filled the pages of untold numbers of chart-topping bestsellers. For instance, Pink Floyd made headlines after reuniting for a benefit stadium concert in which Roger Waters and David Gilmour never spoke to each other. You can’t pay Robert Plant enough money to get by Kim Graf 1984 1-21-16_previewback with Led Zeppelin. But that’s easy to say when you’re a wealthy rock star. The working class thugs of Black Sabbath and the Misfits were smart enough to settle their blood feuds for the benefit of sold out arenas, and financial security.

Which leads us to the Cro-Mags — like the Misfits, hardcore punk pioneers who changed the face of music. The Lower East Side gang/group started by bassist Harley Flanagan, ascended to greatness with vocalist John Joseph (McGowan), unleashed the most primitive, brutal and powerful rock explosion to date. These shaved headed, tattooed, homeless teens high on Krishna lifestyle created the blueprint for the past 30 years of intense music. When Metallica, Anthrax et al experienced the Cro-Mags’ form of urban warfare, they cut their poodle-hair and never wore bullet belts again. 1986’s The Age of Quarrel album with the MTV crossover hit “We Gotta Know” was more than the definitive NYHC record, it ranks as classic, up there with Black Flag’s Damaged, Bad Brains’ I Against I or Metallica’s Kill Em All.

Unlike most suburban bands, these were street kids, and their chemical reaction was so toxic that it nearly destroyed them all. Everyone ripped them off, so they turned on themselves and ripped off each other. The Cro-Mags’ demise is one of those stories where everyone involved was wrong at some point and in the end, everyone’s lost. It’s not easy to like the Cro-Mags individually. But collectively they were the voice of a generation, and for generations of subcultureWith Eric at CBGB to come.

So, how deeply seated is the hate breed? This journalist covered the “Harley Flanagan backstage stabbing” incident at Webster Hall. No witnesses proved credible and no case materialized. If anything, the evidence suggested a planned attack, and raises more questions than answers. Of course, it is plausible that both John Joseph and drummer Maxwell “Mackie” Jayson left their backstage safe-space right before showtime, just as a vicious fight exploded in the room next door. What currently passes for the Cro-Mags offers a powerfully entertaining and heartfelt sing-along tribute to what once was. But it certainly shares more in common with “Tony Iommi’s Black Sabbath” than Flag with Keith Morris and Chuck Dukowski.

Don’t expect a reunion of the original Cro-Mags any time soon. A fierce battle is now playing out in the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office. According to legal documents Harley Flanagan was awarded two Cro-Mags trademarks (for merch and recording) in 2009, which McGowan and Jayson are currently attempting to cancel, while fighting over the live performance rights. It’s not going far out on a limb to say that Harley Flanagan of the Stimulators was the first NYC Skinhead, and the NYHC scene developed around the band he started, the Cro-Mags; which went through several lineups before McGowan and the Age of Quarrel line-up. But that’s exactly what being contested in court. For instance, over the past dozen or so years, John Joseph has toured with no other “original” members than drummer Maxwell “Mackie” Jason. But one of the legal counterclaims says Flanagan has not been in the band for 25 years, which, if you know your band history was somewhere between CROMAGS.3.9 2-7-16_previewAlphaOmega and Revenge.

It seems that after winning the case, in a shocking display of humility — and in light of standing European reunion offers in the $75,000 range —Flanagan offered to share his trademarks equally between all five original members, in exchange for sitting down for discussion about playing five or six lucrative reunion shows, including one possible Ozzy/Danzig-style festival. That offer got shot down by the McGowan and Jayson.

After that, things got ugly. Harley withdrew the olive branch and his pitbull lawyers have been aggressively enforcing his trademark with merchandisers like Wal-Mart, who are abandoning old deals and signing with Flanagan. This morass must be the origin of the current John Joseph/ Cro-Mags dates being billed as the “Word Peace Can’t Be Done Tour.” Talk about The Age of Quarrel!

Such a reunion would make sense for all parties involved. And not to mention how it could greatly benefit the future of punk/rock. But this situation has devolved into a war of egos, over who gets credit, and who deserves it most. What’s remarkably sad is to think of how many survival issues these guys faced together, and how they protected each other back in the day — and how they cannot interact today. Not to compare their situation in any way, but it’s sort of like those stories you read about families that survived the Holocaust and then once they made it to America, hated and never spoke to each other again.

At the same time, one can certainly understand John Joseph’s strident refusal to participate, because he has the most to lose. He would be ceding his possession of the franchise he hijacked in 2002 during the ill-fated reunion of Flanagan and McGowan, and would be forced to share the limelight with his nemeses. Then of course would be the looming physical threat of Harley in his presence 24/7. John is an impressive physical specimen, but he’d stand littlecromags at CBGB (1) chance in fisticuffs with the street-fighting Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu master.

Old habits die hard, and both Harley and John Joseph have written well-received books that trashed each other. The Cro-Mag-non assaults have triggered some of the nastiest social media back-and-forths to date. But both of their careers are on the upswing, between John’s “Bloodclot” and vegan lifestyle projects, and Harley’s Hard-Core tour this last year, latest album and deep connections to Renzo Gracie and Anthony Bourdain. It goes without saying that large crowds would turn out for such a last-chance opportunity, before it all implodes. Rock industry veteran and band friend Mike Schnapp (DJ Uncle Mike) had the right idea when he suggested a proper Cro-Mags reunion would require all five members performing in individual cages. Such a performance would be street justice, indeed.





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